<?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-2837437304275414849</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:40:22.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the end of the day...</title><subtitle type='html'>There is no good or bad in life…just consequences of your actions…(Anonymous)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-3832191914995318549</id><published>2009-02-24T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:25:23.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of valentines, love and engagement...</title><content type='html'>I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Engaged&lt;/span&gt;...........&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friends just got engaged recently. I would like to take the chance to wish him all the best...&lt;br /&gt;remember...its the next step to take in your life...&lt;br /&gt;as for me.......&lt;br /&gt;things are better as it is now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-3832191914995318549?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/3832191914995318549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=3832191914995318549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3832191914995318549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3832191914995318549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-valentines-love-and-engagement.html' title='of valentines, love and engagement...'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-5515997110590977865</id><published>2009-02-13T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:48:11.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRANGER...</title><content type='html'>I had a call from a stranger recently...I received the call around 6.50 in the morning....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.50...K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (i didnt get my sleep recently because of sports practice and pre-sports day events. Had to be in the school morning and evening.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person referred herself as priya and wanted to know me. I was more interested in sleeping at the moment and replied "huh"...then the same person wanted to be my adopted sister...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SISTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... my reply was the same..."huh"... She wanted to know things about me...to which i replied "why?" Apparently...She didnt need reasons for these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;My reply was "I want to sleep. BYE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-5515997110590977865?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/5515997110590977865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=5515997110590977865' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/5515997110590977865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/5515997110590977865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2009/02/stranger.html' title='STRANGER...'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-3722363923845007146</id><published>2009-02-13T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:36:27.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic Life</title><content type='html'>Life as a teacher has really been hectic. I used to think that teacher’s job is just about teaching. Clearly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I have been appointed as classroom teacher. I have to finish a lot tasks as a class teacher. TOV, ETR and other paper works have been my main concern. I do appreciate the time given by the administrators to do these tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, teaching literature has been a tough job for me. I have been using the pictures from “Baby Step” Book to help my teaching. But the students are too used to being fed with information. I do my best to make sure that my students are learning something in the classroom. As for comprehension part, I am teaching the students how to form questions. It is the basic that they should have learned in the primary school. The toughest part is making sure all the 35-39 are doing their work. This is because some students are just refusing to do anything but chit chatting at school.&lt;br /&gt;    It is really frustrating because I want to help students who are willing to learn rather than spending time on those who are not interested in learning. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAAAAAAAAAAAAAH…….&lt;/span&gt;For now I am being cool about it. Perhaps I should wait until first exam to be over before I know my students real ability.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-3722363923845007146?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/3722363923845007146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=3722363923845007146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3722363923845007146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3722363923845007146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2009/02/hectic-life.html' title='Hectic Life'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-8854941987070239052</id><published>2009-01-29T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T07:28:12.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is gone....Just few days and it is gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I NEED LONGER HOLIDAYS&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Tam's parents for the angpow...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, i was acknowledged and was given a can of Carlsberg instead Shandy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel old at the moment&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-8854941987070239052?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/8854941987070239052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=8854941987070239052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/8854941987070239052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/8854941987070239052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-5915009983556287045</id><published>2009-01-26T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T09:00:41.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jam</title><content type='html'>My friend and I decided to drive back for the CNY break.&lt;br /&gt;So we started our journey at 10pm something from JB.&lt;br /&gt;And it took us almost 1 and half hours to reach Machap....&lt;br /&gt;We were traveling at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;40 km per hour&lt;/span&gt;....and thats in the FAST LANE.&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget Malaysians and Singaporeans with our usual driving antics. Nas and me had a&lt;br /&gt;quite a night grumbling bout Malaysians and our driving ethics.....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...Anyway i am back home. ALIVE, Thats what matters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-5915009983556287045?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/5915009983556287045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=5915009983556287045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/5915009983556287045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/5915009983556287045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2009/01/jam.html' title='The Jam'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-668101578252311101</id><published>2009-01-17T13:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:33:28.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Education System</title><content type='html'>The recent incident in my school involving the form 1 student had left me wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our education system....is it still being effective?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps our children are being pampered and protected in the name of rights?&lt;br /&gt;They always get away after doing things...hmm i am sure that not all the school children behave in this way. I was just wondering that somewhere something is wrong with our educ system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand we have some really good students being produced from the same system...&lt;br /&gt;(I am talking bout Sri Aman girls for example)...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well may be it is too early for me to make a judgment bout this.....but people, hearing you opinion on this would be great k....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-668101578252311101?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/668101578252311101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=668101578252311101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/668101578252311101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/668101578252311101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-education-system.html' title='Our Education System'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-3932695922959567223</id><published>2009-01-17T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:21:02.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty...not loti</title><content type='html'>The following was the conversation i had with a student in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to the conversation this 14 or 15 year old male guy was chatting loud in mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Guna : Liong...can you pay attention to the front? ( with hand signals of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Liong: HAAAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;G: You! Turn NOW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L: Ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;G: You are naughty Liong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L: Loti?? U makan punya?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;G: NO NO....Naughty means nakal....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;L: I know loti leh...sangat sedap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;G: very good. Now stop talking. (again with signal language)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was quiet for 15 minutes after that, enough for me to finish teaching and give them task with "WH" questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-3932695922959567223?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/3932695922959567223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=3932695922959567223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3932695922959567223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3932695922959567223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2009/01/naughtynot-loti.html' title='Naughty...not loti'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-7307371426048994065</id><published>2009-01-17T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:56:16.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horror....</title><content type='html'>One of the teachers in my school was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;punched&lt;/span&gt;; by a form 1 student.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh....i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; my sri aman students. At least they would not punch you straight in the face.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am teaching 3 English Classes (form 2) and 3 moral classes (form 3).&lt;br /&gt;And the students are too used to chalk and talk method that they are too dependent on notes from teachers. Tried to stir them to think but all i get was students chattering in mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is challenging to teach here&lt;/span&gt;. But this is just the beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-7307371426048994065?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/7307371426048994065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=7307371426048994065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/7307371426048994065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/7307371426048994065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2009/01/horror.html' title='Horror....'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-6920296429098711534</id><published>2009-01-17T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:50:15.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Again</title><content type='html'>After taking sometime off from updating my blog, I have decided to continue writing. I was having writer’s block and had no idea of what to update during the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I have started as a teacher at S+M+K U+L+U T+IRAM. I have a lot of things to write bout now. (Just take the + sign off to know the full name, In case you don’t get it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined this school on Monday. Here are few facts about this school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has around 2000 students. There are 2 sessions at this school.&lt;br /&gt;The school looks worn out from the outside&lt;br /&gt;Its not ‘ulu’ as its name sounds. Just 5 minutes from the Ulu Tiram town. And the town is 30 minutes from JB (if the traffic is clear).&lt;br /&gt;Has Malay, Chinese, Indian, Indonesian and Cambodian kids (MALAYSIA truly ASIA that’s for sure now).&lt;br /&gt;It is running wild. (teachers are trying to survive day by day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most probably I will be teaching at English for lower forms. I am looking forward to teach at this school. Before I forget, there are 6 other new teachers at this school besides me. Every one is from Johor. And almost all of them is more than motivated to start teaching here. I am just taking it slow. It will take some time for me to settle down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that’s all for now. I will be updating other things from this school and my life as new teacher here. Just wait and see all rite…take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-6920296429098711534?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/6920296429098711534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=6920296429098711534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/6920296429098711534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/6920296429098711534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-again.html' title='Back Again'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-3978261256051022459</id><published>2008-11-14T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T07:58:25.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter</title><content type='html'>Winter…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful fall&lt;br /&gt;when different colours of the leaves&lt;br /&gt;found the tiny spots of my heart&lt;br /&gt;when you came into my life&lt;br /&gt;you found the moon of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is winter now&lt;br /&gt;when snows found its way onto the street&lt;br /&gt;when coldness found its way into my heart&lt;br /&gt;for you that are not here with me&lt;br /&gt;for you that have not talk to me&lt;br /&gt;for you that have not share with me&lt;br /&gt;for you that i miss so dearly&lt;br /&gt;the winter is just so much colder to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not know what time of the year is it now&lt;br /&gt;for i have lost&lt;br /&gt;my sense of time&lt;br /&gt;my sense of heart&lt;br /&gt;my sense of life&lt;br /&gt;for i have lost you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks to Seng Chee for helping me with the poem)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-3978261256051022459?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/3978261256051022459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=3978261256051022459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3978261256051022459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3978261256051022459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/11/winter.html' title='winter'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-5550421631689472101</id><published>2008-11-13T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:06:24.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one liners....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was the best man at the wedding&lt;/span&gt;. If I’m the best man, why is she marrying him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-5550421631689472101?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/5550421631689472101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=5550421631689472101' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/5550421631689472101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/5550421631689472101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-liners.html' title='one liners....'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-7549443207074296205</id><published>2008-11-10T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:59:16.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally...</title><content type='html'>i did not expect the week to be this hard. Last one week, i have been too busy to update my blog. Sorry for that guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was away at Kelantan, attending the BTN (biro tatanegara, Under Prime minister's department). Just got back after spending 5 days close with the nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was my ride back from Kelantan. The journey was suppose to take 8 hours. However the driver took less than 7 hours to reach KL. It was like having Lewis Hamilton driving the bus swerving in and out of traffic with high speed. A poor old lady almost fell from her bike thanks to our fast and furious driver.  The uncle seems like an experienced driver but i was holding on to my seat (literally) throughout the journey. It was a relief to be back in one piece. Before I left the bus, i thanked the driver for bringing us back safely  but did make it a point to tell him bout the speeding. 100KM/H in a 60 KM/H.....Now i know why people prefer to fly nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway will write bout the BTN camp in detail in the next post....I am just too tired to write bout it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-7549443207074296205?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/7549443207074296205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=7549443207074296205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/7549443207074296205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/7549443207074296205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally.html' title='finally...'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-1082049775257260603</id><published>2008-10-29T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:50:20.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>...I did something really spontaneous today..&lt;br /&gt;I drove out of IPBA and went straight to Cyberjaya. Asked my friend out to date.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed talking to her...it was a meeting considering that's our first real meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was funny and i enjoyed talking to her. I did tease her about her age but i regret it now.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa...interesting person. She really scored it when she said that she enjoyed talking to my friend :(  WHAT DA HACK....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bt the worst thing was i was caught red handed slipping inside the hostel way past the curfew time.&lt;br /&gt;The usual fierce looking pak guard was awake... Just my luck. Will see what will happen next k.&lt;br /&gt;But looking forward for more meetings with this interesting person and more brushes with the Pak guard. Wish me luck guys... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-1082049775257260603?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/1082049775257260603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=1082049775257260603' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1082049775257260603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1082049775257260603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-4127172914966809163</id><published>2008-10-29T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:42:09.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it was deepavali...</title><content type='html'>This year's deepavali was great. It had almost everything; fun and thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as usual in the morning. I had my traditional “oil bath” and prayed to have blessings from god. Then I was helping my mom to prepare the dishes for the guests later. I was more of a nuisance than help for my mom. I got to admit that. In the end I was given the task to stir curry and away from the rest of the works. Plus making thosei was not as easy as I thought. Making a square shaped thosei was the best I can come up with. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 11am, my friends and housemates from IPBA paid me a visit for deepavali. I spend 3 hours entertaining them and talking to them. Then we crashed vilo’s home. She must have been surprised to have us there with little notice in advance. Sorry bout that Vilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, my family went to kajang to visit my uncle. I had a surprise call from Darshini during the journey. I don’t receive calls that often from her. The line was pretty bad and I was just replying “ok’ and stuff because I didn’t listen to her. Obviously she was angry and she said bye after 5 minutes. That’s when a car crashed at the rear side of our Proton Wira. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....I was shocked but thank god nobody was hurt. Not the normal quiet deepavali I had hoped for. But hey it was a different one though.  Hahaa…this deepavali had everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Deepavali&lt;/span&gt; to all Malaysians k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-4127172914966809163?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/4127172914966809163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=4127172914966809163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/4127172914966809163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/4127172914966809163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-was-deepavali.html' title='it was deepavali...'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-3199073358488809633</id><published>2008-10-22T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:11:12.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistake</title><content type='html'>I received the following text from X. Guess what? it turned out to be a big mistake for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;X: Come to Sentral. I am bored :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Guna: I wont. I cant be there just because you are bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything after that was history. I was accused of misunderstanding my friend. X said that i am being a typical guy and trying to you know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it was a big mistake... i am gonna stop doing this man. Why cant guys and girls just be normal friends. Does everything has to end up in a complicated manner?? As for me, apparently i am at the wrong end. There goes a good friendship.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-3199073358488809633?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/3199073358488809633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=3199073358488809633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3199073358488809633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3199073358488809633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/mistake.html' title='Mistake'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-406153411094545438</id><published>2008-10-20T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:24:33.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at first sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SPysC0m_mII/AAAAAAAAACY/jomA2HLBXGA/s1600-h/Love-At-First-Sight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SPysC0m_mII/AAAAAAAAACY/jomA2HLBXGA/s320/Love-At-First-Sight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259267629343807618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;            &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;                          One of the girls, S, asked me if I believe in love at first t sight…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ove&lt;/span&gt; at first sight, I was impressed by it when I was in high school. I mean the Tamil movies I saw, showed that love happens at first sight. The guy (hero) will see the girl (some voluptuous looking actress) for the first time. Out of no where love will blossom and you know the rest of the story. For your information, the usual dance around the trees will be after this actually.  I used to dream bout it; I mean being a hero and waiting for that one moment to actually happen. Nowadays I just laugh about it. I got to say that I have been too naive in the past.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As for now, I think love at first sight would be great in an ideal world. But this is not an ideal world. What do you girls have to say bout this?? I am sure &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sri Amanians&lt;/span&gt; will have lot to say about this. I am interested to know your opinions. I asked older women (unmarried women ageing from 24 -26) and surprised to find that they don’t believe in love at first sight. What bout others? Have anything to say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-406153411094545438?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/406153411094545438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=406153411094545438' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/406153411094545438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/406153411094545438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-at-first-sight.html' title='Love at first sight'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SPysC0m_mII/AAAAAAAAACY/jomA2HLBXGA/s72-c/Love-At-First-Sight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-4348820903839315329</id><published>2008-10-20T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:53:46.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Myday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SPypS1VBvKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ev3kdrweny0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SPypS1VBvKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ev3kdrweny0/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259264605879909538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Today has been such a blast. First we wasted one hour listening to the GERKO head mumbling about irrelevant things at the gym. I mean he was asking us about formats of competitions and some sports related things for the whole one hour. It was really boring to the extent some of the guys dozed off or pretend to be dozed off.  Later things got slightly out of hands when the guys threw American football and it hit one of the girls. I had to go and get the ball because it was mine. I was impressed to see such “responsible behaviour” from my friends. Sigh things got worse when one of the girls refused to return the ball and demands an apology from me. I didn’t have any problem with that and apologized but she was holding on the ball. I got tired of waiting and just got took the ball from her. It was kind of rude of me to do that considering it was a girl. Sigh….got to improve on my behaviour there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway for the rest of the day, we were out there playing flag football. It was fun to play something new once in a while. Of course we were supposed to be doing something else. But who cares bout it….By 11 something we had to stop the game because too many guys were injured. Jarod had a bruise on his head; Wan was bleeding in his mouth and Najib was limping at the end of game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But not all ends with a bad note k. We had a nice play too worked out by Star and me. We scored a touch down….Looking forward for tomorrow for more sports.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-4348820903839315329?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/4348820903839315329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=4348820903839315329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/4348820903839315329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/4348820903839315329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-myday.html' title='Monday Myday'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SPypS1VBvKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ev3kdrweny0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-1734041896312044736</id><published>2008-10-16T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:30:41.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrite</title><content type='html'>This was a reenactment of something that happened long-long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were discussing about pornography (with the lecturer) and people were voicing bout their opinion out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person talks really strongly against porn. I was just observing the arguments. The following conversation made me interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A: I think pornography is bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;B: Come on, it is not that bad. It helps with sex education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(me, chuckling to myself and observing the arguments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: A, do not tell me you have never watched porn before??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A: No. I have never watched porn in my entire life. I will curse my self to death if i ever watch porn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what i over heard a few days ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A: Hey wanna check out my collection of 50 gigs porn...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am not sure if that person actually has the collection he boasted about. But for some one who came with the strong statement previously, do you think it is a smart thing to say??&lt;br /&gt;I dunno man. It is your life and You get to do what ever You want with it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;But please do grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-1734041896312044736?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/1734041896312044736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=1734041896312044736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1734041896312044736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1734041896312044736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/hypocrite.html' title='Hypocrite'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-470534845676587268</id><published>2008-10-16T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:14:50.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing nothing</title><content type='html'>You know what is the hardest thing to do in the world???&lt;br /&gt;I am sure my students screaming, saying exams, homework, housework and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know my answer??&lt;br /&gt;I think not doing anything is the hardest thing that can ever happen to you. If you do not believe me, you can try it by yourself. That is what i been doing after practicum. We have some funny courses and i have been doing nothing. I mean &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt; productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt;.....I need a break from this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My task for now is make a list of things that i have not done/tried and fulfill them. Wish me all the best with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. SA students enjoy your exams and do them well&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-470534845676587268?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/470534845676587268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=470534845676587268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/470534845676587268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/470534845676587268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/doing-nothing.html' title='Doing nothing'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-2994130492194639180</id><published>2008-10-16T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:04:42.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just thought bout it.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SPePrM3YGVI/AAAAAAAAACI/fZBkisOmvAY/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SPePrM3YGVI/AAAAAAAAACI/fZBkisOmvAY/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257829062328981842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    This word is definitely one of the most hated words by the students. However, exams are important part of students’ life at school. We have always heard from our parents that exams decide our future so much that we have started to believe it. My whole life I have been led to believe that exams matters the most. So exams have become a source of motivation for me to keep interested in learning.&lt;br /&gt;    I have my concerns regarding examinations. I am sure that the exams are made to suit the average population in the society. Plus every one is made to do the same exam so that we can compare people regarding certain parts of knowledge. Reading bout Gardner and his multiple intelligence theory, I can’t help to question the reliability of standard exams. Gardner says that each individual is different and they experience things differently. He talks bout 7 intelligences that we tend to ignore in the current education system. However, our exams (local exams) test chiefly on linguistics and mathematical intelligence. But not all of us are gifted with this ability on intelligence. But we need a standard exam so that we evaluate people on a same platform.&lt;br /&gt;   My lecturers have a different point of view. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU NEED EXAMS&lt;/span&gt;. That’s what they told me. As for me, I am still wondering why we need them. Guess I still got some way to go before finding the answers to my questions.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Are exams fair for everyone? I let you people decide  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-2994130492194639180?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/2994130492194639180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=2994130492194639180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/2994130492194639180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/2994130492194639180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-thought-bout-it.html' title='I just thought bout it.....'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SPePrM3YGVI/AAAAAAAAACI/fZBkisOmvAY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-5005276869910284510</id><published>2008-10-10T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T04:50:16.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SO9BLdSsYcI/AAAAAAAAABY/gUVm43SXuLc/s1600-h/IMG_4738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SO9BLdSsYcI/AAAAAAAAABY/gUVm43SXuLc/s320/IMG_4738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255490955262058946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice pic....except for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SHOES&lt;/span&gt;....hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-5005276869910284510?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/5005276869910284510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=5005276869910284510' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/5005276869910284510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/5005276869910284510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-day.html' title='Last day'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SO9BLdSsYcI/AAAAAAAAABY/gUVm43SXuLc/s72-c/IMG_4738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-2041228254967998856</id><published>2008-10-10T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T04:41:55.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received the following link....and i figured that i can share this with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bosskaboss.com/tm/index.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.bosskaboss.com/tm/index.htm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:7;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:7;color:blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-2041228254967998856?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/2041228254967998856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=2041228254967998856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/2041228254967998856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/2041228254967998856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/nice-joke.html' title='Nice joke'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-1015735069094766489</id><published>2008-10-09T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T11:21:05.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I lied</title><content type='html'>Today, I lied to one person for no reason. I really felt bad about it. We were talking bout relationship and I lied to that person regarding something. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was secretly hoping that the person can see through the lie &lt;/span&gt;but I don’t think that person did that. Sigh…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know lying is wrong and yet I did that&lt;/span&gt;. I wonder why I did that. I was left feeling really guilty about it. Perhaps I should meet the person again and explain things and hopefully she forgives me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I am SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-1015735069094766489?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/1015735069094766489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=1015735069094766489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1015735069094766489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1015735069094766489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-lied.html' title='I lied'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-1065639119859318159</id><published>2008-10-06T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:10:59.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O_O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I am shocked……surprised and stunned.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Definitely didn’t see that coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-1065639119859318159?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/1065639119859318159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=1065639119859318159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1065639119859318159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1065639119859318159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/oo.html' title='O_O'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-7141019647314235847</id><published>2008-10-04T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:30:23.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy</title><content type='html'>I saw an accident today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A car was crushed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a body was covered up with papers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;right next to it&lt;/span&gt;....and people were just looking on...&lt;br /&gt;sigh...better be late than never right...hope that people wont be rash to rush back home after the holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-7141019647314235847?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/7141019647314235847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=7141019647314235847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/7141019647314235847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/7141019647314235847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/tragedy.html' title='Tragedy'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-8845752083854610025</id><published>2008-10-04T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:10:07.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MU WON.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MU won AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;superb play by rooney....&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldo....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;you got to improve man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anderson...you are turning into a good player&lt;br /&gt;Fletcher...&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;decent show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good performance by the team...slick passing and good control of the ball. A few scary moments but that's it. Keep up the good work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-8845752083854610025?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/8845752083854610025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=8845752083854610025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/8845752083854610025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/8845752083854610025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/mu-won.html' title='MU WON.....'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-1953600570495028839</id><published>2008-10-04T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:06:07.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret past...haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     I found out &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my father’s secret&lt;/span&gt; by accident today. I was cleaning up his documents today and found and old letter. It belongs to my dad and it was from Japan. It was dated long before I was born and from the cover I was sure the letter was from a lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    So curiosity got better of me and I read the letter. Of course without getting my father’s permission. Sigh…&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am becoming busy body lately…&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder if it’s the influence of blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Back to the letter, it was from a women from Japan. It was a love letter and I wont reveal the content because it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;was personal and kind of romantic&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It got to do with summer, hand made sweater and flowers&lt;/span&gt;. And my father caught me reading the letter………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I apologized immediately to him and he just laughed. Anyway I asked my dad about the lady in the letter during dinner. He hesitated but my mom revealed the real story. Apparently my father was really active with youth clubs when he was young. So he was sent to Japan on one of the occasion. So father took a cruise from Penang to Japan. It was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 2 -3 months&lt;/span&gt; long journey. He was introduced to this pleasant Japanese lady during the cruise and bla…bla bla. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know the rest of the story&lt;/span&gt; (imagine titanic movie). I was surprised to know that my dad had a romantic love story behind him. You are so cool dad. Anyway the relationship was not approved by his family. And the rest are history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway he treasured the letter so far but I am not sure what he is going to do with it after this. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Perhaps I should contact the lady?? I mean introduce my self as his son to the lady? Or just let the past be history??&lt;/span&gt; Confused as usual again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-1953600570495028839?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/1953600570495028839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=1953600570495028839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1953600570495028839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1953600570495028839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/secret-pasthaha.html' title='Secret past...haha'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-8575803317170492286</id><published>2008-10-01T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:16:18.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High school crush...</title><content type='html'>I always go out to play football with my high school mates. So happened that, one of my friend asked me to join him for a game against his other friends. He also promised to bring some girls to cheer for us.So, I did  not think much and agreed to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When I arrived at the court, the first person I met was my high school crush; the one and only crush. And the timing was so perfect that david archuleta’s crush played in the background. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh man, great…&lt;/span&gt;I blushed without realizing it. Well there it goes. I sat down and chatted with her, talking and joking bout us. I mean our school life k. And yeah we did talk bout my past feelings towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well when we were in higher form, we were in the same class. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me and the girl&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;. The whole class (the guys lah) knew bout my crush on her. So yeah valentine day came. SO one of the guys suggested to me to let her know how I felt. So I decided to send her a card thinking that I could not do much damage. I got myself &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a decent looking card &lt;/span&gt;and thought of possible, good lines for it. One of my friends, wrote a poem on my behalf while another guy took the responsibility to write in down in the card (sigh....i was still young k) . Then in the end &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was left to sign the card&lt;/span&gt;. Then, my good friend offered to pass the card to this V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Unfortunately; he put the card in the wrong bag. And different girl got the wrong message from me. Things were going pretty messy and funny at the same time. So I decided to take things into my own hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In the end, I was able to pass the card to the girl. V was surprised and was taken aback. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;... that was the first line from her. I did not expect that for sure. And she stopped talking to me. I certainly didnt expect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So this was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;first time&lt;/span&gt; we, V and me, had the chance to talk leisurely. Glad I could talk to her freely. And yeah I am not confused k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-8575803317170492286?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/8575803317170492286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=8575803317170492286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/8575803317170492286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/8575803317170492286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-always-go-out-to-play-football-with.html' title='High school crush...'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-6735721369031460778</id><published>2008-10-01T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:03:57.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>camp at PeeDee</title><content type='html'>I just took part in camp that was held at SMK Tanah Merah Site C. Majority of the students are Indians and Chinese. So the counseling club in the school planned a religious camp for the Indian students to help them learn bout the Hindu culture.&lt;br /&gt;    I was asked by my friend to help with the camp. There were 70 students from form 1 till form 4 were participating in the camp.&lt;br /&gt;    I was given the task of handling &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;traditional game &lt;/span&gt;for the students. It was strange for me as I had to do some research and studies about the Indian traditional games. It took me some time to finalise the games. I arranged around 8 stations with different games for the students. Following are some of the games; sorry the names are in Tamil. I tried to translate them to Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kilippari&lt;/span&gt; (galah panjang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pallangguli&lt;/span&gt; (congkak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Aithanggal&lt;/span&gt; (batu seremban)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cricket&lt;/span&gt; (its not an Indian game but included it just for the fun of it + I LIKE IT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kabadi &lt;/span&gt;(the guys were having fun with it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Satti udaithal&lt;/span&gt; (the students will be blindfolded and will have to break the pots containing water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;used to play&lt;/span&gt; some of the games when I was in primary school. I also picked up cricket when i was in NZ/ However, youngsters nowadays are forgetting about these cultural games. I wonder why is that?  I also invited other students to take part in the games. It was a fun way to learn about Indian culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also was put in charge of treasure hunt activity. I was having great time planning the activities for the students that require them to sing, to climb goal posts and some other activities. In the end, the students were feeling happy and excited because it’s not something they do everyday. As for me, the days I spent at the camp were great and it was fun thing to do after the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hectic practicum period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the small part of what happened at the camp. But I am sure those attending the camp learned about Indian culture in a fun way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-6735721369031460778?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/6735721369031460778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=6735721369031460778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/6735721369031460778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/6735721369031460778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/10/camp-at-peedee.html' title='camp at PeeDee'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-8252892730167130577</id><published>2008-09-26T16:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:56:51.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off for a few days</title><content type='html'>i will be off for a few days...going to help out at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;camp&lt;/span&gt; till Wednesday.  It is a religious camp for secondary school students. It will hard for me to go online there. So i hope i will be back with good stories or posts when i am back. till then, take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-8252892730167130577?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/8252892730167130577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=8252892730167130577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/8252892730167130577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/8252892730167130577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/off-for-few-days.html' title='Off for a few days'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-7283837618227003450</id><published>2008-09-26T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:53:52.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet sister</title><content type='html'>On our way back from KL for our Raya break, we listened to a show from the radio. The show was called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Flirty at 10 &lt;/span&gt;(FLY fm). We had a good laugh when a girl called and asked advice about going out with someone she likes. Apparently the guy was her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;PET BROTHER&lt;/span&gt;. Can you believe that? 3 of us in the car started laughing like mad men the moment we heard the word pet sister. It was a lame line that we used when were at school to approach a girl. It worked for some of us. We had no idea that guys are still using the same old trick. Come up with something better k, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway pet sister or not, we hope for the best for the caller and her new boy friend. The act of proposing over the radio is impressive for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-7283837618227003450?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/7283837618227003450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=7283837618227003450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/7283837618227003450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/7283837618227003450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/pet-sister.html' title='Pet sister'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-6940665871950325249</id><published>2008-09-24T09:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:41:08.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24th September</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SNpks53pzlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/0NTwzMA18i8/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SNpks53pzlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/0NTwzMA18i8/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249619038265003602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was exactly how I looked at 12.10am on Wednesday. I have got to admit that my friends do have their own way of showing their friendship.  But it was a great birthday….&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the guys, teachers from Sri Aman (Mdm. Su, Mdm. Mageswary and the others) and sri aman students. Its been a pleasure knowing all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-6940665871950325249?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/6940665871950325249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=6940665871950325249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/6940665871950325249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/6940665871950325249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/24th-september.html' title='24th September'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SNpks53pzlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/0NTwzMA18i8/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-1430833073784906577</id><published>2008-09-24T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:01:12.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SNpjbdY0RUI/AAAAAAAAABI/ULKdSJO_iDA/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SNpjbdY0RUI/AAAAAAAAABI/ULKdSJO_iDA/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249617639050069314" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Just some random pictures from my past to share with everyone...Do not worry nobody was hurt during this shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-1430833073784906577?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/1430833073784906577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=1430833073784906577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1430833073784906577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1430833073784906577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/hahaha.html' title='Hahaha...'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SNpjbdY0RUI/AAAAAAAAABI/ULKdSJO_iDA/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-837307652047340865</id><published>2008-09-21T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:00:24.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST WEEK AT SRI AMAN....</title><content type='html'>Time really flies...i have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;one more week &lt;/span&gt;in Sri Aman and then i will be gone...&lt;br /&gt;I am having a mixed feeling bout this. I have to make use of the last week to have some good memories with my students.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-837307652047340865?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/837307652047340865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=837307652047340865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/837307652047340865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/837307652047340865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-week-at-sri-aman.html' title='LAST WEEK AT SRI AMAN....'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-1095456155006944486</id><published>2008-09-21T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T05:56:27.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks 4 SB</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, I had a great class with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;4SB&lt;/span&gt;. We were doing the short story ‘Looking for the Rain God.’ It’s an interesting story where people killed 2 innocent girls (Neo and Boseyong) because they were desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I played the narration of the short story for 4SB ladies. They were listening to me patiently. I guess having 2 lecturers observing did some trick there.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway towards the end of the lesson, I asked them to come up with a role play for the short story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following was their tasks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Role-play&lt;/span&gt; a police interrogation scene based on this story. The scene must include&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadi&lt;br /&gt;Mokgobja&lt;br /&gt;Tiro&lt;br /&gt;2 police officers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come up with your lines for the scenes and use the points below to help you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadi: What you first felt at the thought of sacrificing the girls&lt;br /&gt;Tiro: Why you agreed to the sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;All characters: How you feel after the act of killing the two girls&lt;br /&gt;        What/how you feel now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4SB ladies took some time with this activity. But they did an awesome job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Special praise goes to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt;- you were so natural with your part. I mean not many people can act as well as you as a not so straight mom. Congrats for being yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fiofa&lt;/span&gt;- Your name just came up in my mind. Thanks for constantly reminding the other ladies to be in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the ladies, it was a great day for me. I had lots of fun with all of you that day. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Su Wei&lt;/span&gt;, 4SB is different from other classes. I have got to admit that. And yes, I will be fair with my students. See you on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-1095456155006944486?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/1095456155006944486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=1095456155006944486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1095456155006944486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/1095456155006944486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-4-sb.html' title='Thanks 4 SB'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-6548973665663119168</id><published>2008-09-16T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:32:59.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4SE/SF The Introduction</title><content type='html'>I am having an interesting class for my practicum. 4 SE/SF, they are funny and interesting students. This is a brief intro of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The 3 Musketeers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arinah, Nadirah and Wan Almas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Fantastic Four (seriously they are…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrini, Michelle, Shu Shern, Irrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The ever reliant Back Benchers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameerah, Syazween, Nadia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The library girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zarifah and Shahirah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Korean/Jap drama fans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahimah, Stephanie and Munirah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Composed ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooralina, Illiyin, Virginia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The sporty ones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zawani and Azureen (cheerleader)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Eccentric ones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aishah, Zainad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangeeta and Tesveen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The nice KD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurhannan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-6548973665663119168?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/6548973665663119168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=6548973665663119168' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/6548973665663119168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/6548973665663119168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/4sesf-introduction.html' title='4SE/SF The Introduction'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-3844714825409984692</id><published>2008-09-16T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T11:29:55.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable... VOLUME 1</title><content type='html'>During my time at Sri Aman, I have gone through some unforgettable events. I believe sharing them with others would not be bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;   I had a class at Access Room (Pusat Access) with my 4SE/SF. All of sudden, a prefect opened the room door and shrieked on the top of her lungs. I am not sure which one of us was more surprised at that moment. It only got better after that. The prefect ran away without closing the door or even without apology. I would have preferred the former cause it took some time to get the class back on task. I choose not to name her but on second thought I changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; “Riding my Porsche down the highway” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I will always remember her lines in the choral speaking competition held at Subang. You KNOW who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;   It was my second observation by Madam Ann. I was having comprehension activity with my students. At that time, one of my students in the class had to share some news with the class. She showed the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;class’s dead pet&lt;/span&gt; (crab they caught at Cotton Island) to me. Not to forget, the dead crab stinks. What a moment. I just shook my head in disbelief and could feel Madam Ann glaring at me. Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.    &lt;/span&gt; This was the latest incident. 3 girls from my 4SE/SF shared their present with me. It was from the treasure hunt activity I had for them. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;Munirah, Sabrini and Stepahnie&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;thank you ladies for your kind thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the unforgettable moments, they are to be continued. Just wait for them in the next episode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-3844714825409984692?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/3844714825409984692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=3844714825409984692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3844714825409984692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/3844714825409984692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/unforgettable-volume-1.html' title='Unforgettable... VOLUME 1'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-203385292749438230</id><published>2008-09-09T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:57:00.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLS (Lets not be sexist)</title><content type='html'>I received this from a friend and thought of sharing it with the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO FIND A WOMAN YOU NEED TIME AND MONEY&lt;br /&gt;THEREFORE&lt;br /&gt;WOMEN = TIME X MONEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'TIME IS MONEY' SO&lt;br /&gt;TIME = MONEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN = (MONEY) X (MONEY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY IS ROOT OF ALL PROBLEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY = SQUARE ROOT OF PROBLEMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMEN = (SQUARE ROOT OF PROBLEMS) X (SQUARE ROOT OF PROBLEMS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WOMEN = PROBLEMS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comment:&lt;br /&gt;This is an example of a bad joke. To the sender of this email, there are better ways to show your talent to the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-203385292749438230?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/203385292749438230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=203385292749438230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/203385292749438230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/203385292749438230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/girls-lets-not-be-sexist.html' title='GIRLS (Lets not be sexist)'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-6480551035130803508</id><published>2008-09-09T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:37:48.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers as Entertainers</title><content type='html'>It is true.....teachers now days act more than just teachers. It was hard to believe it but after going through it myself I had to believe it. Teachers now days have to be entertainers in the classroom. This is especially true for the secondary school students. In those days, when I was still in secondary school, it was students’ responsibility to stay focussed in the classroom. However the trend seems to have changed these days. I experienced this during my teaching practicum. There are times when I become an entertainer in the classroom rather than an educator in the classroom. The end result was pretty obvious. The students were involved but the learning part did not happen. When I was just an educator, my students were passive and participated less in the classroom. I was not able check whether my learning objectives were achieved. Both situations left me frustrated and disappointed with my students. However, I did realize the need to be a balanced person. All work and no play make jack a dull boy. I agree with that. Perhaps things will change in the future. But for now, I better learn to be a balanced entertainer and educator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-6480551035130803508?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/6480551035130803508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=6480551035130803508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/6480551035130803508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/6480551035130803508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/teachers-as-entertainers.html' title='Teachers as Entertainers'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2837437304275414849.post-472340841997697918</id><published>2008-09-01T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T03:23:29.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First time....</title><content type='html'>After much persuasion from my helpful sisters (friendly Mdm. Sibly and Pn Chris... I am sure you guys are excited with this blog) at Sri Aman, i have decided to start blogging myself.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging has never been something i wanted to try. But i guess i will give it a try. There is always a first time for every thing rite...&lt;br /&gt;I guess this blog will be a great place for me to share my experiences as a teacher trainee in a all girls school...i think this should be enough for first post. I am looking forward to write new things but got to wait until i finish my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lesson plan &lt;/span&gt;first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2837437304275414849-472340841997697918?l=confusednconfusing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/feeds/472340841997697918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2837437304275414849&amp;postID=472340841997697918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/472340841997697918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2837437304275414849/posts/default/472340841997697918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confusednconfusing.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-time.html' title='First time....'/><author><name>guna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10868803794864439399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JmGetO1xILw/SLxVAVNTRqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/fxosl5PqQPY/S220/DSC03082.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
