﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>itzchy's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from itzchy</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy</link></image><item><title>Close Comments: A Blog Too Far....</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/499837828/close-comments-a-blog-too-far.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/499837828/close-comments-a-blog-too-far.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 02:57:20 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I have no idea why I'm here again. Morbid fascination? A sense for the dramatic? Perhaps a quick &lt;EM&gt;resurrection &lt;/EM&gt;spell to spice up my currently dead blog once more?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It's been at least a year since I buried my deeply beloved dearly departed blog in the vast sea of information known as the Internet. I remember the solemnity of the occasion, the funeral dirge, the sobbing mourners, the somber faces, and the black suits as the sound of a lone bugle plays &lt;A href="http://usscouts.org/usscouts/mb/bugle/taps.wav" target=_new&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Taps&amp;nbsp;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;in the background. The firing of the guns, the silence as the coffin was lowered into the ground, and the handing over of the folded flag to...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I&amp;nbsp;might have watched Band of Brothers one too many times.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I think a lot of this has to do with the fact that I'm currently at work, and it's after lunch, I'm feeling pleasantly sleepy, thus, not being exactly in the best of moods to shake off my langour and abandon procrastination in the favour of useful enterprise. As such, my muse, much like Shakespeare's, has decided to invade my consciousness at a somewhat opportune time.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Working here for six months (I work in Microsoft, refer below) has changed me a lot. So much so that I recall an old saw from a movie... "If no longer recognize the man in the mirror, it is time to step back and look at your life." Of course, that's a very bad paraphrase, but I think (somewhat&amp;nbsp;immodestly) that I have managed to capture the poignancy of the statement. The meaning still stands. &lt;STRONG&gt;You&lt;/STRONG&gt; understand it, don't you? Don't you?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Anyway, back to the topic at hand. I've never really understood the saying that "Friends come and go" until I began working. I've lost touch with almost all of the friends I made in college, and in Uni, with the exception of a few such as Ken, Joy, Sarah, Eric, and such. Working here, I've made more friends than I know what to do with, and I count it as every blessing.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;All the same, I believe that working life has changed me from what I used to be into what I am now. I've always believed in absolutes; black and white, with no gray in between. Right and wrong, no compromise. Until I started here that is.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Recently I look back, and I wonder. What happened to that nerdy kid who promised himself and the world around him never to do certain things such as drinking, partying, and the like? What happened to that well-mannered young man who wouldn't even say "Shit" for the fear of having his mouth washed out with soap?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I suppose he's still in there somewhere. Maybe one day, much like this blog, he'll pop out again. &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/whatevah.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's not to say he's dead though. I like to think that I'm still a nice guy.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Right now, I'm loving every bit of my working life (well, not &lt;EM&gt;every &lt;/EM&gt;bit, there's that time I had to explain a teensy mistake to my manager...) and trying to keep on the straight and narrow whilst I'm at it. What's a drink with friends now and then, and a curse to let off some steam?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Oh well, I suppose I'd better get some work done, or I'll be going home late again today. Toodle-loo! &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/shy.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Edit: I suppose you call this a spur-of-the-moment-compulsive-shopper kinda thingy... but I've changed blogs. I suppose Taps turned out true after all.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Visit my new &lt;A href="http://itzchy.blogspot.com" target="_new"&gt;blog&lt;/A&gt; today! :)&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/499837828/close-comments-a-blog-too-far.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, June 13, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/496404608/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/496404608/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 04:13:01 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Heh... I was supposed to never blog again... but I came across this quiz on a friend's xanga that I absolutely HAD to take... so here it is...&lt;/P&gt;

&lt;h2&gt;The Five Love Languages&lt;/h2&gt;My primary love language is probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quality Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a secondary love language being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physical Touch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Complete set of results&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Quality Time: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical Touch: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Words of Affirmation: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Receiving Gifts: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Acts of Service: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Information&lt;/h2&gt; Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youthnetsouthampton.org.uk/breakout/lovelanguages.php' target='_blank'&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/496404608/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, April 19, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/474290726/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/474290726/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Apr 2006 04:51:29 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Funeral service for my Xanga...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;This just goes to show, I'm definitely NOT the blogging type. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/474290726/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, January 25, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/432009921/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/432009921/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2006 03:03:10 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Okay, first off, it's been entirely too long since I last updated my blog.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I suppose I can say that I lost interest, work has been hectic and stressful, and all the jazzy excuses that you usually hear.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Truth being told, I'm kinda bored to blog. I mean, I don't know. I'd rather write for people to read than to write just because I have to. To this end, I'm going to be doing a rather weird thing.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I intend to start creative writing on my blog. Random stories, short or long, dealing with anything and everything that I feel inspired to write. Hmph. Some poetry, maybe, and maybe just a quote or two that catches my eye. And in the eternal spirit of freedom, I intend to procrastinate this until I feel like it. And maybe some more people will drop by in the meanwhile. Hmph.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/432009921/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, December 26, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/414691013/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/414691013/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2005 20:21:20 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;As the year draws to a close... I have only one thing to say.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Merry Christmas, and to all a Happy New Year!!!!&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/414691013/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, December 13, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/406140699/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/406140699/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 20:42:32 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I was just reading this quote today and it made me laugh.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"The word 'politics' is derived from the word 'poly', meaning 'many', and the word 'ticks', meaning 'blood sucking parasites'."&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;This means that due to the ASEAN Summit happening now, there are many, many, MANY blood-sucking parasites roaming our town! Help!!!!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/406140699/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, December 07, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/401821213/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/401821213/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2005 01:01:38 GMT</pubDate><description>I'm sick... :(</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/401821213/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, December 05, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/400583418/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/400583418/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2005 02:55:16 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;New entry in awhile...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Ever feel that once in awhile, you just have to sit back and think? Consider the stuff you've done (or haven't done) and evaluate the impact it's had in your life?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Just today I was having a talk with one of my friends, Lynn, from my gaming group. I was telling her about some things which I had stuffed into a bag and locked in a very big cabinet in my life... talking to her just made me need to take it out, examine each and every piece of the situation and consider just how much it had impacted my life.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The problem with certain things in life is that you just can't keep them locked up forever. Doing that means denying yourself in a very... well, primal manner. Keeping yourself from thoughts of things which should mean a lot to you but don't, simply because you're afraid to look at it and see what you've become. Ever try that? I have today... and I find that the fear is bigger than reality.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I find that if I had the chance to go back and do it once more, I would... simply because it has made me into a better person today... I take a look, and see what I have become...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It is good.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;And I am finally at peace.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/400583418/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, November 11, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/385215215/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/385215215/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 10:59:54 GMT</pubDate><description>AHHH!!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I got Microsoft! I got Microsoft! (or rather, Microsoft got me! Microsoft got me!) &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It's truly by the grace of God.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I really, really cannot thank everyone who has prayed for me enough. I really can't thank God enough.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
RM2000 starting salary. Just as I had prayed for. A multinational corporation, world-recognized. Just as I had prayed for.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
How GREAT, is our God!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
This just humbles me. Yes, I'm proud to be a Microsoft employee, but
the truth is, I wouldn't have made it on my own strength. I would never
have been calm enough for the interviews, impressive enough to the
interviewers, amongst other things. It's only, and I repeat, ONLY by
the grace of God that I have been given this offer. Nothing about it
was on my own strength. Here's the recap:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I got information on this through the word of a friend, not through a direct application.&lt;br&gt;
Microsoft never called me for an interview until 3 months after I applied.&lt;br&gt;
My fourth interview, I believe, was an absolute disaster.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You see? Every step of the way, I either thought I had gone wrong or
didn't do the right thing, but here's the Kicker with a capital 'K'.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In every wrong step I took, God was there, and He made it right. In
every moment of doubt, fear, and indecision, He was there, guiding me,
leading me on. In every mistake I made, He worked a miracle.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
What a faithful, mighty, loving, caring, awe-inspiring friend, brother,
Lord and King I have in my God. How can I ever lose faith in Him again?
(though I suspect it will happen, with human weakness and flesh being
what it is...) He is the Lord of all things, and all things work for
the good of those who love Him, and here I will say it again:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I LOVE YOU GOD!!! &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Woo hoo!!! This stark, raving, madly insane celebration entry is for
every good thing that God has blessed me with, and doubly so for every
bad thing that I had to endure, to see the God who cares and loves!!!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
*dances madly*&lt;br&gt;
</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/385215215/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, November 07, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/382875369/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/382875369/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2005 19:43:57 GMT</pubDate><description>This just makes it more complicated.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I've signed the offer letter from NKF. It clearly states within that
during my 3 month confirmation period, either party (me or the NKF) is
allowed to terminate the employment with a written 24 hour notice. So,
technically, I have my out. But does that bode well for integrity?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
2 hours after I started my new job, Microsoft decides to call. Asking
me to come and have a talk with their HR Manager, to negotiate a
"package" as they say. I've called the office, said I want an emergency
leave, and am prepared to meet the manager today.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
This is SO close! I can taste it... but is it the honorable, the right thing to do?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
God... please show me the way.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Of course, if I don't get Microsoft, I've just branded myself quite
badly, as I'm taking leave on the SECOND day of work... I'm so
screwed.... sigh.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Edit: Yes, I'm screwed. I think I blew it, after coming so close.
"Negotiate a package" was what I was told... too bad no one told the
interviewer. Questions regarding my integrity, yup, look above. They
asked me the same things, and as I had no answer to my questions, I had
none to theirs.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Only a miracle can get me the job. At least it solves one question....
with what happened today, if God still leaves the door open, I can be
100% sure that's where He wants me to go.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Cheers people.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/itzchy/382875369/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>