<?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-11926036</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:41:17.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[ moronic c.h.o.x ]</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>m.a.z.z.i.e</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11926036.post-113573384328414392</id><published>2005-12-28T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T10:09:45.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello worLd!! bLogging worLd tt is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm finaLLy back after a super duper Long hiatus... can't help it.. working @ the zoo doesn't permit u Lotz of free time.. i've Learnt tt working every freaking singLe day isn't a joy even though i'm a workhoLic.. but it's fun.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i decided to quit my fun hobby tt i caLLed my "job" @ the zoo due to hmmm... some moronic reasons.. i just can't stand aLL the "poLitics" &amp; those 2 oLd faggots anymore.. + the working days R really killing my sociaL Life as well as my mentaL &amp;amp; physicaL being.. so.. i gave tt oLd faggot Like 2 weeks notice.. you shd see the eway he tried to persuade us to stay on.. it was hiLarious.. but i miss my "famiLy" over there.. especiaLLy my daddy &amp; my idiotic brother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went on a short break for 1 mth before i start my new "hobby with my new "famiLy".. kinda Liking the whole environment.. it's reLaxing unLess you get stupid idiotic human beings asking stupidLy simpLe ridicuLous qns.. other than tt, it's great! &amp;amp; i'm Loving it.. great environment.. wacky peopLe.. sundays &amp;amp; pubLic hoLidays off.. what's not to Like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but currentLy, i'm bored out of my arse.. it's been quiet these past few days.. except for our dear mr Y**O who called in to ask me about getting goat meat during hari raya haji.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hmm.. i don't think i've anything eLse to say.. besides... the Lights R bLinking.. which means some idiotic ppL wants some answers frm ME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;toodLes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11926036-113573384328414392?l=moronicchox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/feeds/113573384328414392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11926036&amp;postID=113573384328414392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/113573384328414392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/113573384328414392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back. . .'/><author><name>m.a.z.z.i.e</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11926036.post-111976971455708809</id><published>2005-06-27T06:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T15:08:34.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r e L e v a t i o n s</title><content type='html'>exhausted. worn out. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day off. finally. been working every single freaking day for the past 2 wks with only 1 day off. &amp; today i finally get to rest in the morning. only. supposed to B my off day @ nite also. but. joe joe asked me to come coz they're short-handed today. being the nice-st person tt i m, i agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm nt sure of what i feel anymore. infatuation? attraction? i dont know. it's hard not to fall in love with a guy who treats u like a princess. it's even harder when the guy belongs to some other girl. but. being not the bitch. i'm slowly inching away. it's hard. but i'm nt a couple breaker. so there. &lt;em&gt;giving him the cold shoulder treatment is not easy. especially when u &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; have the urge to talk to him every 10 mins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. i'm easily distracted. possibly fickle. "bonding" with the opposite sex is easy. especially when he is as easy-going as i am. yes. i am feeling something for him. tt boi. &lt;em&gt;"no lar, where got violent? soft &amp; young at heart.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"but without u. my life is incomplete. my days are absolutely gray.and so i'll try. let your heart know for sure. that i have so much more to tell u. every single day." -&lt;/em&gt;delovebelow.blogspot-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11926036-111976971455708809?l=moronicchox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/feeds/111976971455708809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11926036&amp;postID=111976971455708809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111976971455708809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111976971455708809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/2005/06/r-e-l-e-v-t-i-o-n-s.html' title='r e L e v a t i o n s'/><author><name>m.a.z.z.i.e</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11926036.post-111755030193608153</id><published>2005-06-01T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:38:21.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r.a.m.b.L.i.n.g.s</title><content type='html'>busy. busy. busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo girl in the morning. ground crew at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. aching body. sprained feet. new environment. adaptation. new bitching partners. walking entertainment. confusing "signals". revelations. mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm lying to myself. &amp; this dagger's my excuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11926036-111755030193608153?l=moronicchox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/feeds/111755030193608153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11926036&amp;postID=111755030193608153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111755030193608153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111755030193608153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/2005/05/ramblings.html' title='r.a.m.b.L.i.n.g.s'/><author><name>m.a.z.z.i.e</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11926036.post-111617097142470055</id><published>2005-05-16T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:32:50.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blisfully Uncertain</title><content type='html'>Something about the way you shine,&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go out,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about the way it seems,&lt;br /&gt;You're always here in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm blissfully surrounded by uncertainty . . . . . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11926036-111617097142470055?l=moronicchox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/feeds/111617097142470055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11926036&amp;postID=111617097142470055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111617097142470055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111617097142470055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/2005/05/blisfully-uncertain.html' title='Blisfully Uncertain'/><author><name>m.a.z.z.i.e</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11926036.post-111496940703127664</id><published>2005-05-02T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T01:43:27.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wasnt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; usual self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; looked rather sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i felt the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y must i b so affected by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; emotions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y does it hurts so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y am i feeling this way when i know tt i'm not suppose to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s just a friend.. rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to be just a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11926036-111496940703127664?l=moronicchox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/feeds/111496940703127664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11926036&amp;postID=111496940703127664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111496940703127664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111496940703127664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/2005/05/why.html' title='why'/><author><name>m.a.z.z.i.e</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11926036.post-111333183532074181</id><published>2005-04-13T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T02:50:35.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Grinch</title><content type='html'>currently halfwaythru project grinch.. cant reveal much detail now.. haiz.. it's really tiring.. n frustrating.. but i guess it's all worth it.. yeah.. it's all worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lisa is currently asleep on the sofa.. taking a break from all that painting.. i just completed my task.. can't really open my eyes now.. my body is all sore.. we r running out of glue.. n time.. haiz.. i'm so screwed.. well, i guess we all R.. but like i say, it's all worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i ask or hope for is for our efforts to b appreciated.. tt's all.. nothing more.. *cross finger* n tt the person will like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 April 2005.. today is my supervisor's last day.. n it's my last day working under him.. n the last day i'm gonna hear him call me "siti mazeida".. n the last day for.. well, never mind.. haiz.. gonna miss him lots.. his nonsensical talks.. n lame jokes.. n lame actions.. n his lame face.. n his stupid grin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anwar.. "who's tt bastard..??" hahaha.. *winkz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11926036-111333183532074181?l=moronicchox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/feeds/111333183532074181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11926036&amp;postID=111333183532074181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111333183532074181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111333183532074181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/2005/04/project-grinch.html' title='Project Grinch'/><author><name>m.a.z.z.i.e</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11926036.post-111315727657899783</id><published>2005-04-11T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T02:21:16.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it's done.. finally.. spent the entire nite doing the layout.. but i guess it's all worth it.. coz i lourve the layout.. it's soo.. me! haha.. have not been blog-ing for a long time.. it felt good to start pouring all my complains in cyberspace.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;these past few days have been absolutely crazy for me.. have been working non-stop.. it's nice though.. coz it's the last few days tt i'll be working for anwar.. sigh.. he's leaving night safari for a better future this coming wed.. it's a pity though.. he's a really good supervisor.. he'll be missed.. definitely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;on a lighter note.. i have no life!! haha.. i guess tt felt good.. hmm.. i'm not making any sense am i..?? well.. most prollie i dont have enough sleep or rest.. have been working ever since the end of exams.. haha.. can't balme me.. i need the cash to fulfill my shopping addiction.. n chocolate addiction.. &amp; every other addiction i have.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;feeling uper duper tired.. i guess i'll just doze off nw.. ZzzZZzzzZZZzzz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11926036-111315727657899783?l=moronicchox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/feeds/111315727657899783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11926036&amp;postID=111315727657899783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111315727657899783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111315727657899783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally-over.html' title='finally over...'/><author><name>m.a.z.z.i.e</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11926036.post-111264751088702672</id><published>2005-04-05T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T04:45:10.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>test test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was born intelligent.. but education ruined me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11926036-111264751088702672?l=moronicchox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111264751088702672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11926036/posts/default/111264751088702672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moronicchox.blogspot.com/2005/04/test-test.html' title='test test'/><author><name>m.a.z.z.i.e</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
