<?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-1144633774591507401</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:27:51.618-08:00</updated><category term='others'/><category term='100% mE'/><category term='ocassion'/><category term='foods'/><category term='Movies and Music'/><category term='Mine.Yours and Ours'/><category term='HO CHAK'/><category term='Travel'/><title type='text'>'i.you.we.they"</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-6948339344187467238</id><published>2009-02-23T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T03:23:55.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Nyonya (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>Here is the theme song of recently booming singapore drama- THE LITTLE NYONYA. I admit that i'm a big fan of the drama too. Anyway, Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X-p0lOSEIvk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X-p0lOSEIvk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Olivia Ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愿意合上眼才能美梦无边&lt;br /&gt;别让悔熏乌了从前&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许碎片才能让回忆展颜&lt;br /&gt;何妨瓷花拼凑明天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁带我寻获幸福的模&lt;br /&gt;却自己谜中困锁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁为我留下缱绻的天涯&lt;br /&gt;信物是抹晚霞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:思念如燕它飞舞舌尖&lt;br /&gt;若是真爱配尝几分苦甜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;意念婆娑时间里推磨&lt;br /&gt;追随到何处才结果&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;燕如针线在青空缝编&lt;br /&gt;几幅女红将以泪缀点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誓言斑驳情雾只是经过&lt;br /&gt;风雨中且让我盈步婀娜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Little Nyonya (Part2) cooming soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-6948339344187467238?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/6948339344187467238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=6948339344187467238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/6948339344187467238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/6948339344187467238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-nyonya-part-1.html' title='The Little Nyonya (Part 1)'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-5972878489543367588</id><published>2009-02-13T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:27:35.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 14 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentines Day guys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302456793685979666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SZYcXDiCchI/AAAAAAAAAXg/bzZ5zTo07Qs/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hugs, Loph and Kiss,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302456796957656818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SZYcXPuERvI/AAAAAAAAAXo/phkbmjfoFzE/s320/IMG000193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;^fin^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-5972878489543367588?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/5972878489543367588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=5972878489543367588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/5972878489543367588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/5972878489543367588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-14-2009.html' title='February 14 2009'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SZYcXDiCchI/AAAAAAAAAXg/bzZ5zTo07Qs/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-4406453322098089622</id><published>2008-12-17T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T08:17:47.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods'/><title type='text'>Homemade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Long holiday make me quite boring, so then I decided to try some recipe and join them together... So, I specially cook a Japanese dish (well, I called them japanese food), which is consisted of Teriyaki chichken, fry egg, and onigiri (thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vvens.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vvens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;) . Mr.Lim likes it, and me too! Maybe you can try it too! It's quite simple, cheap, and you just need to do some decoration, and here it is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkldIR4CFI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qbehCFUzpf4/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280793220437510226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkldIR4CFI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qbehCFUzpf4/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUklcxKDpsI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DWRUlxMe2HQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280793214230701762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUklcxKDpsI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DWRUlxMe2HQ/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUklcu7cAdI/AAAAAAAAAXI/MyJlGpqtLr4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280793213632512466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUklcu7cAdI/AAAAAAAAAXI/MyJlGpqtLr4/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-4406453322098089622?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/4406453322098089622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=4406453322098089622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/4406453322098089622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/4406453322098089622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/12/homemade.html' title='Homemade'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkldIR4CFI/AAAAAAAAAXY/qbehCFUzpf4/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-2674535222213014404</id><published>2008-12-14T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T07:19:17.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NTV7 Live Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Event: NTV7 Star Live Concert 2008&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Date: 13 December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Venue: Padang Timur Petaling Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me and MR.Lim went to a concert on Saturday, which was held by NTV7, in conjunction with their 10 year anniversary. It was a lot of fun and we enjoyed so much, as we are a big fans of most of the artist. But our feet were really pity and cold, as it was raining heavily in the afternoon, and so the ground was really wet, and this make our feet sink inside the water... I was lazy to watch the concert at first, as it was really wet and seriously i feel disgusting with the dirty situation, and i don't like my foot to be wet, but since we already there, so I just went on with the show, and I'm really great that I doesn't made me feel regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The concert was started with perfomance by on of the taiwan's legend artist--Chow Hua Jian (Emil Chow), and seriously I really feel that he still look the same as the first time I got to know him when I was 10! The moment the host call up his name, the crowded started 'high'. Then the perfomance were continued by Li Zhi Qing(local), Fan Wei Qi, Vingy, Cheng Lee Ming(local), Vingy, Daniel (local), Y2J, Mandhand(local), Desiree Tan(local), Jam Hsiao, JJ lin, Janice, Harlem Yu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My favourite perfomance s by Y2J, and I think that not only me, the whole crowded were high and shout so loud when they sand the first song 'wei ni er huo'. I really adore them, and I love the voice of the girl singer. And ofcourse perfomance by Jam Hsiao is the one of the reason that make people come for the concert. But his duet with local singer, Desiree Tan was not really nice, as i think that Desiree's voice was not powerful, and was all covered up by Jam's voice. The weather was friendly since the beginning of the concert, but as soon as Janice mention about the rain, the rain was really fall down, and 1/4 of the crowded were left. But me and Mr.Lim decided to wait untill it finished, as we want to see perfomance by Harlem Yu. I think his songs' choice were expressing his feeling to the not-so-good situation of his marriage, and we were like feel so pity with him. Finally, the concert was closed by a 3 mins fireworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280777508662808562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkXKlW4D_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/kBylRofjLqs/s320/fina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;#NTV7-Your feel good channel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkWyKBf9kI/AAAAAAAAAWo/G-lsgKwxZ5k/s1600-h/finder.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkWy5qzfbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vaPr0TOcVbU/s1600-h/fina.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkWyKBf9kI/AAAAAAAAAWo/G-lsgKwxZ5k/s1600-h/finder.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkWy5qzfbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vaPr0TOcVbU/s1600-h/fina.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkWyKBf9kI/AAAAAAAAAWo/G-lsgKwxZ5k/s1600-h/finder.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280777509724941106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkXKpUG6zI/AAAAAAAAAW4/SEjqV3RIKS4/s320/finder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;#Someone help us take the pic, but seems that she cant took it properly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so blur, even after i try to edit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-2674535222213014404?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/2674535222213014404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=2674535222213014404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/2674535222213014404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/2674535222213014404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/12/ntv7-live-concert.html' title='NTV7 Live Concert'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SUkXKlW4D_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/kBylRofjLqs/s72-c/fina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-2378028403279459001</id><published>2008-11-09T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T04:48:43.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and Music'/><title type='text'>If I Were A Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This is a new song from Beyonce, If I Were A Boy from the album If I Were A Boy (C) 2008 SONY BMG MUSIC ENTERTAINMENT. Love this song so much. A very honest and powerful lyrics... There are two version of this song, Beyonce vs Lisa Lavie. The original singer is Beyonce. But Lisa sing it well, and somehow I prefer Lisa's version. Well, what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:16px;"&gt;Beyonce VS Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7x-UXjZpRM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C7x-UXjZpRM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;by Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzQQ3Z_CNvc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzQQ3Z_CNvc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;by Lisa Lavie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a day&lt;br /&gt;Id roll outta bed in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And throw on what I wanted then go&lt;br /&gt;Drink beer with the guys&lt;br /&gt;And chase after girls&lt;br /&gt;Id kick it with who I wated&lt;br /&gt;And Id never get confronted for it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause theyd stick up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;I swear Id be a better man.&lt;br /&gt;Id listen to her&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause hes taken you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I could turn off my phone&lt;br /&gt;Tell evveryone its broken&lt;br /&gt;So theyd think that I was sleepin alone&lt;br /&gt;Id put myself first&lt;br /&gt;And make the rules as I go&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that shed be faithful&lt;br /&gt;Waitin for me to come home (to come home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Its a little too late for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;Say its just a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Think Id forgive you like that&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I would wait for you&lt;br /&gt;You thought wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;But youre just a boy&lt;br /&gt;You dont understand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you dont understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl someday&lt;br /&gt;You wish you were a better man&lt;br /&gt;You dont listen to her&lt;br /&gt;You dont care how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause youve taken her for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you have got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;But youre just a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1144633774591507401-2378028403279459001?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/2378028403279459001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=2378028403279459001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/2378028403279459001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/2378028403279459001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-i-were-boy.html' title='If I Were A Boy'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-24114783508535005</id><published>2008-10-28T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T04:50:28.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and Music'/><title type='text'>i.c.e-c.r.e.a.m</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know it's too L.A.T.E and so outdated that I only watch MOONLIGHT RESONANCE now, but i still wanna say that it is a good show, and i really love the drama....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The acting was really good, makes you feel the concept of 'family' and i just love all the actors and actresses... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is one of my favorite songs in the drama!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;ICE CREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You talk to me&lt;div&gt;You speak to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't sink before you rise baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You hesitate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You seem to wait &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all the time we had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels like a world away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's to say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will make it through the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't wanna to wake up in the state &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want us both to smile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause we're the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i know that we'll never change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look i bought your favourite ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont wanna see it to melt awway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you walk out now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i duno if we could be d same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby just talk with me cause i want you just stay here with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things we did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loked inside my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where i know i wont forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Eo_SxPGwAk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Eo_SxPGwAk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;slides from the drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuzpVBt_y8s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuzpVBt_y8s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt; by Fala Chen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1144633774591507401-24114783508535005?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/24114783508535005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=24114783508535005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/24114783508535005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/24114783508535005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/10/ice-cream.html' title='i.c.e-c.r.e.a.m'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-5903789450639857833</id><published>2008-10-24T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T04:50:57.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100% mE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mine.Yours and Ours'/><title type='text'>I am 20 years old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;22-10-2008 = I am officialy 20 ....and it's really scared me...coz i'm gettin &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O-L-D-E-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definition of OLD: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-size:inherit;"&gt;advanced in years or age &lt;span class="vi"  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size:inherit;"&gt;&lt;an &gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 100%; "&gt;old&lt;/em&gt; person&gt;,&lt;/an &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-size:inherit;"&gt; showing the characteristics of age &lt;span class="vi"  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size:inherit;"&gt;&lt;looked &gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 100%; "&gt;old&lt;/em&gt; at 20&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(source: meriam-webster)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/looked &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;I told my mom about this, and her response was "well, everyone would get old, and you're freak&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt; if you stay young forever".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;That's true right? and Yes, truth is always hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;But anyway, I had a wonderful b'day although there is no surprise (as I requested, I beg my sis and Mr.lim abt this).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Thanks to Mok Yee Ling (Richele Mok), as the first person who wished me (send me msg at 21-10, 23:59), and all the people who whished me via sms, face-to-face, and friendster. Love ya all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Funniest Part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;I admit that I don't really like surprise onmy b'day. Don't ask me why,coz I don't know the reason too. So, although I requested to my sis and Mr.Lim for no surprises, they plan 1 for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Mr.Lim secretly asked my sis to bought me a bday cake. So, after she finished her class at 1, she went to Sunway Pyramid to the cake. Me and Mr.Lim were at media h&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ub doing my (bloody) PR assignment, when she called. Here is the conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Sis: "where are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Me: "college. why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Sis: "can you pls help me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Me:" why?what happened?"  (panic, cz i thought somethin happend to her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Sis: "can you come to pyramid now?i'm here but i realized that i don't have money after i paid taxi, and i left mt ATM at home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Me:"what are you doing there?I still doing assignment"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Sis:"I...aiya, you just come here. faster" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Me:"OK, give me 20 mins"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;Then, I told him abt this, and Mr.Lim volunteer to help me send m&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;oney to her. I havent realize anything, but just feel confuse, coz ususally my sis never went shopping alone. So, I con't my work and we went to pyramid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;After that, my sis told me that SHE WAS MEANT TO BUY ME A BDAY CAKE, BUT SHE FORGOT TO BRING HER MONEY. So, It ended up by I BOUGHT MY OWN CAKE...hahahahahahha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Full House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a dinner at Niu Zhe Xui, Ara Damansara at nite. A new---FULL HOUSE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'd got a great experience from the restaurant. The concept of the restaurant is actually something like the Apartment, the curve. The owner made the whole restaurant looks like a h-o-m-e. There were bath room, closet, bed, garden, kitchen, balconi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food is nice...and the price is affordable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One word to describe -----UNIQUE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here is some pictures of the nite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHzs6H7EgI/AAAAAAAAAO0/IMsyWR185EE/s320/fullhouse1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753792587731458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#Full House LifeStyle and Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHztBAzsMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/9-U6At5cunM/s320/fullhouse3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753794436935874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHzsYfDvGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/jWJV8BiZ1F4/s1600-h/thegf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHzsYfDvGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/jWJV8BiZ1F4/s320/thegf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753783557962850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#The B'day gurl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHzt8xYedI/AAAAAAAAAPM/g7EbL-_WVoc/s1600-h/thebf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHzt8xYedI/AAAAAAAAAPM/g7EbL-_WVoc/s320/thebf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753810478365138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#The Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0A25tBOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xUJzO2gh_JU/s320/starter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754135320167650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;# Starter1: Tiger Prawns Coctail (9/10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0AaSXLHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/IJ5yRHUS-M4/s1600-h/mushsoup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0AaSXLHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/IJ5yRHUS-M4/s320/mushsoup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754127638965362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#Starter2: Mushroom Cappucion (7/10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0CHimEbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9Lwg3yMoO-4/s1600-h/ikan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0CHimEbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9Lwg3yMoO-4/s320/ikan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754156966515122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#Main Course 1: Pan Sear Doly Fish (9/10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0Bl23MqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/FuwmyO1r4nk/s1600-h/chikcop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0Bl23MqI/AAAAAAAAAPs/FuwmyO1r4nk/s320/chikcop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754147924718242" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;# Main Course 2: Wok Sear Chicken Chop (9/10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0OC3fHFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/n3JQwqjRhxM/s1600-h/tiupp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0OC3fHFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/n3JQwqjRhxM/s320/tiupp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754361870392402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#Acting like ther is a candele. no candle..wat to do???!!!Blame him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0N-DlQ7I/AAAAAAAAAP8/IzXpcggQnhY/s1600-h/brownichoce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0N-DlQ7I/AAAAAAAAAP8/IzXpcggQnhY/s320/brownichoce.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754360578950066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;# Dessert: Choc Brownie (6/10, too sweat, n ice cream is melting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHztiCCZEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/N4swzF9YICE/s1600-h/finncake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHztiCCZEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/N4swzF9YICE/s320/finncake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260753803300463682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#Happy Bday to me...My bday cake????!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHz_T61nDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/bju2N1FR2_0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHz_T61nDI/AAAAAAAAAPU/bju2N1FR2_0/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754108749814834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;# photoholic....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0NxmGm4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/bgG4KaTl6kA/s1600-h/dcouple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQH0NxmGm4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/bgG4KaTl6kA/s320/dcouple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260754357234080642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;#Thanks to the waiter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-5903789450639857833?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/5903789450639857833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=5903789450639857833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/5903789450639857833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/5903789450639857833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-20-years-old.html' title='I am 20 years old...'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SQHzs6H7EgI/AAAAAAAAAO0/IMsyWR185EE/s72-c/fullhouse1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-7438085854348975668</id><published>2008-08-24T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T04:49:36.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and Music'/><title type='text'>Money Not Enough 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still remember the movie "Ah Long"? The movie is just to "boom" to be forgoten by people who watched it. The movie just bring so much fun, and i knew that many people didnt mind spending their money to watched it for several times...and now the "fun" is seems to be continued in another movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Following the success of "Money No Enough" (1998) ten years ago, which is undoubtedly Singapore's biggest box-office hit with an unsurpassed S$5.8 million, Jack Neo along with co-stars Mark Lee and Henry Thia are back in "Money No Enough 2"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't wait to watch it---&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;Money Not Enough 2&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;28 August 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fmXE25jb4Ec&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fmXE25jb4Ec&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8OWvsbIXhM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8OWvsbIXhM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-7438085854348975668?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/7438085854348975668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=7438085854348975668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7438085854348975668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7438085854348975668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/08/money-not-enough-2.html' title='Money Not Enough 2'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-7377777348319107498</id><published>2008-08-02T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:28:17.636-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>TRIP review #part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I knew that it's been a decade long I didn't update my blog. And the only reason is simply because when you have so much things to share, you wont know where should you start. It's weird huh? But here I am now, trying hard to set the starting point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 1: Pantai Pangandaran (Pangandaran Beach)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A rush in the dawn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;July 7, 4.30 am, I was awake after only few hours of sleep. And obviously my insomnia is caused by the trip which would begins in the next few hours. I'm a kind of person who couldn't sleep when I got too excited, and surprisingly, I would be more easy to fall a sleep when I'm stress. See how fancy is that! We were decided to left house at 6am, and my dad was promised to wake us on 5 am. But I couldn't wait until he knocked the door, on the lights and call our name one by one. I just can't wait! The whole family, including my 'kakak' were still dreaming I think. cz i hear no sound at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, after some times, I heard someone doing something and made a noise, and I guesed it was my 'kakak' start doing her daily works. So, I get down from the bed, go to the bathroom, get changed, and eat breakfast. Still, nobody awaked. It was 5 something when dad and mom woke up. Almost 6 am, but the driver not shown up, and we were worried. We got enough experienced wherby our plan being canceled because of &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;irresponsible driver&lt;/span&gt;. Thus, dad started making phone calling to find what's going on with the driver. And guess what? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He said that he was still on the way from outstation with another client&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but he promised that he will only be late for 30 minutes. Can you believe that? We were going to go to a place which needs at least 5 hours to reach, but the driver was not on time and obviously he wasn't went to bed the night before! That was too dangerous. My mom told dad to delay the trip untill tomorow morning. I was dissapointed, all us were dissapointed. But then, the driver did showed up 40 minutes later, and so, we left on 7am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We arrived there!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finally, after 5 hours of stucked in the car plus 1 hour of lunch, we arrived at the Pangandaran Beach.It's feel very great the moment you started seeing all coconut trees, then the sands, and finally the beach. It gaves you a feeling of relieves, and you would suddenly forgot all the tiredness of seating inside the car for so long hours. After making survey from hotel to another hotel, we prefer to stay in the same hotel that we used to staye last time. The reason is simply because it is located right infront of the beach, so every room has a perfect sea view. After check-in, we were decided to take a rest before play in the beach, because the sun was hot (as it was 2pm) and most of us had a same of feeling: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we felt that we were still in the car, and all the things around us were moving around! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4pm, the sun almost goes down, me, my sisters and Mr.lim + dad went to the beach to enjoy the sunset. It was quite windy, the sky was a combination of blue, orange, yellow and red, it just so perfect. Few groups of villagers and the fisherman were teamed up begin to pull the large fishing net, we stood by the seashore and watch them doing it. Each time the wave meets the sands, I could feel the water on my foot, and then my feet, I just let it soak in the sand. When it was almost 5pm, the villagers and the fisheman started pulling the large fishing net (trawl net), and then most of the tourist inclusing us, started stood around them, feeling curious to see the fishes. After pulling it sometime, finally they done with it, and we could see the fishes! Most of them were small, like ikan bilis, only few were big and got few crab and even sea horses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOrZAl4eI/AAAAAAAAAMk/V5ajHdvYJz4/s1600-h/finlus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229961943382876642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOrZAl4eI/AAAAAAAAAMk/V5ajHdvYJz4/s320/finlus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* I kissed the sunlight...yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOrdSjVyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Kqgrrs4-dac/s1600-h/finder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229961944531949346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOrdSjVyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Kqgrrs4-dac/s320/finder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* me and Mr.Lim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233551389765362674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFPQqy3Y_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/tMJYJlwSSrw/s320/ikan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*they are pulling the LARGE fishing net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFPQ4O0ZhI/AAAAAAAAANM/Unr3qET_dxU/s1600-h/sorehari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233551393372268050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFPQ4O0ZhI/AAAAAAAAANM/Unr3qET_dxU/s320/sorehari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;* Fishes....can you see them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFPQpmOHVI/AAAAAAAAANE/eCIWhFWQoz8/s1600-h/masterpiece.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFmMsp5WoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/bstBWbqkw_0/s1600-h/favouritee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233576610312575618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFmMsp5WoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/bstBWbqkw_0/s320/favouritee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;* this is my favourite,nvr thought will get this outcome while capturing. no edit (except the frame).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 2: Pantai Pangandaran (Pangandaran Beach)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday bacause we arrived quite late, so we couldn't enjoy the all the beach activities. So, today, in the second day, we planned to play from morning till nite. There were plenty of beach activities, such as diving, banana boat, and even surving. But unfortunately after the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tsunami&lt;/span&gt; hit the area on 17 july 2006, an extensive damage was caused, hundreds of people were reported to be dead or missing and thus those activities were banned to prevent and protect the people. So, after the tsunami, only few activities remain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bicyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To begin the day, I choosed to rent bicyle first. Because I &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;didn't know how to ride a bicyle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so I choosed the bicyle which has 2 seats, and I called it &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"2-become-1-bicyle", &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so I can shared with others who knew how to ride it. It's not easy actualy, because you have to work co-orperately with your partner to achieve balance. And so, Mr.Lim could not do that, cz it was his first time riding that kind of bicyle, he was not used to it and he gave up. So, my dad replace him. And because we tried that before, so, it was very easy for us. One thing I like about Pangandaran Beach, is that the people are very friendly and kind. The owner of the bicyle rental allow us to choose which one we wanted to ride, then we can try them one by one, and seeing how hard we tried to ride it, he said that "you can just try to ride around the village, and if really cannot, just return to me and you don't need to pay"...see what i mean? So at last, we returned it and paid nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFZWDz7cdI/AAAAAAAAANk/3AbLG6hXCoE/s1600-h/once+upon+a+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233562477496332754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFZWDz7cdI/AAAAAAAAANk/3AbLG6hXCoE/s320/once+upon+a+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;* wat I called '2 become 1' bicyle. My leg looks cacat =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFZWZQCfLI/AAAAAAAAANs/mKgJlRu5CCU/s1600-h/pap+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233562483251379378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFZWZQCfLI/AAAAAAAAANs/mKgJlRu5CCU/s320/pap+mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* dad n mom...riding through the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Motorbike.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Failed to play with the bicyle, we decided to play with the motorbike. The rental fee is RP 50.000 (+-RM 18)for one hour. But it was actually higher than normal day, cz it was high season, but we didnt wan to miss the fun.Riding along the seashore made me feels realy good, but its quite challenging as so many ppl there, and I had to make sure that I didn't "langgar" anybody. Basically its like driving an auto car.The motorbike that we rent is the medium size, so the capacity is 2 adult only.Feeling bored driving along the seashore, we drove it out and drove around the village. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFZWa08YpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vL0tSq4ScKA/s1600-h/motorbike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233562483674604178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFZWa08YpI/AAAAAAAAAN0/vL0tSq4ScKA/s320/motorbike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* he drove most of the time, cz we prefer being the passanger..lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFj7j-9K4I/AAAAAAAAAOU/6Cp6sqgQzLs/s1600-h/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233574116903955330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFj7j-9K4I/AAAAAAAAAOU/6Cp6sqgQzLs/s320/mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* my mom is so phunky and she wanna enjoy the fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Besides droving the motorbike, we chosed horse riding before lunch. I forgot how much it cost, but if its not mistaken the rental fee is RP 15.000 (+-RM 6.50). Actually it was also very fun riding the horse along the seashore with the guidance of the owner but I didnt ride cz I thought it was too hot (almost 12pm) as for Mr.Lim he did not want to do so because he said the horse is very pity if he did so(?????!!!!!)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFj7eRCnLI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ltqteU90xdc/s1600-h/kuda3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233574115369196722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFj7eRCnLI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ltqteU90xdc/s320/kuda3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*My youngest sister was scared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOrAUmFJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/exJQnVgj--k/s1600-h/fikmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229961936755889298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOrAUmFJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/exJQnVgj--k/s320/fikmom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;see how phunky my mom is???lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFZWVG5itI/AAAAAAAAAN8/e_tN_CKrWog/s1600-h/surya+kencana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233562482139302610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFZWVG5itI/AAAAAAAAAN8/e_tN_CKrWog/s320/surya+kencana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;* at the back ther is the hotel wher we stayed. SURYA KENCANA HOTEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFZWuk51WI/AAAAAAAAAOE/RjAvcCvsBtM/s1600-h/fika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233562488976037218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFZWuk51WI/AAAAAAAAAOE/RjAvcCvsBtM/s320/fika.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;* Never showed her picture before. Fika, my eldest sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFPRV9GkpI/AAAAAAAAANc/Ds33iRe8Doo/s1600-h/shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233551401351025298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFPRV9GkpI/AAAAAAAAANc/Ds33iRe8Doo/s320/shadow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;* SHADOW. Which one is mine????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOrqmdfsI/AAAAAAAAAMs/pLuEcgZsK_o/s1600-h/finpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229961948105113282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOrqmdfsI/AAAAAAAAAMs/pLuEcgZsK_o/s320/finpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;* me and dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOricvetI/AAAAAAAAAM0/gCHj4qGSgeI/s1600-h/finta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229961945916865234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOricvetI/AAAAAAAAAM0/gCHj4qGSgeI/s320/finta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;* me and younger sis, Ita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFtO5pbFaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SioWZG3dyes/s1600-h/tattoos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233584344741385634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SKFtO5pbFaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SioWZG3dyes/s320/tattoos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*I wont called a trip to beach is completed without a tatto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;To be continued.....(Day 3-5 in Central Java-Candi Borobudur,Candi Prambanan &amp;amp; Yogyakarta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-7377777348319107498?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/7377777348319107498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=7377777348319107498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7377777348319107498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7377777348319107498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/08/trip-review-part-1.html' title='TRIP review #part 1'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SJSOrZAl4eI/AAAAAAAAAMk/V5ajHdvYJz4/s72-c/finlus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-8140992194338012588</id><published>2008-07-13T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:17:14.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Finished.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FINISHED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think this is the only word to describe the end of my vacation at my hometown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After expanding my holiday (for 10 more days) in Indonesia and finally going back soon to M'sia---16 July 2008....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will update my memorable trip from west java to central java (Pangandaran beach- Yogyakarta- Bandung) soon...........................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-8140992194338012588?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/8140992194338012588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=8140992194338012588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/8140992194338012588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/8140992194338012588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/07/finished.html' title='.Finished.'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-1716524408274616391</id><published>2008-06-17T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:55:28.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday mood...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM GOING HOME S00N..Yeah!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally, after spending half of my 3 months holiday here (in M'sia), I could go home (Indonesia) soon (19 June 2008)!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Happy Happy and Happy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually, going home just a usual things, but this time would be more different as Im going home with a 'special' guest and also my big family member would held a BIG party for my eldest nephew's wedding...so,and because this is the first wedding party helded from my mommy side, all of my cousins, nephews, aunties and uncles from overseas would also be going back to Indo for this special moment...Thus I cant wait for the 'gathering'....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm coming Jakarta.............&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These days...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What did I do for my holiday?Well, I kept asking myself this question...To be honest, actually I did nothing for the past few weeks. Since Mr.Lim was doing his part time job, I only lepaking at house and went out with my sis and frens sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And here is my monday-friday routine (more or less):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woke up around 8.30pm, then yoga-ing / swimming, bath, lunch, onlining till evening, dinner, wtch 8tv( bcz this is the only best channel i could wtch on my tv), onlining a-g-a-i-n, and good nitez....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT &lt;/strong&gt;there is and exception for wednesday and friday. Every Wednesday Mr.Lim is free after work and could spent times with me as his parents having dinner at outside. So, we'll go for gym and dinner together. As for Friday, we count it as an 'early weekends', so we also have dinner together and go for a movie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And now I am so happy that these routines would changes as my 'real' holiday is coming.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-1716524408274616391?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/1716524408274616391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=1716524408274616391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/1716524408274616391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/1716524408274616391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/06/holiday-mood.html' title='Holiday mood...'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-6479175190875407252</id><published>2008-05-31T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:28:17.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and Music'/><title type='text'>Prom Night: A Nite to Die For???!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you ever been to a prom night? Supposedly, it's a night which full of joy and fun, a night that marked down the ending of a schooling times, and a night to be remembered in our life times. Everything should be perfect! the dress, make up, partner....But what if it's ruined by a bloody murderer?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SEFY_GkvPXI/AAAAAAAAALk/ShL3NdDsPKw/s1600-h/promnight5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206540485336710514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SEFY_GkvPXI/AAAAAAAAALk/ShL3NdDsPKw/s320/promnight5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Britanny snow as the "pity" main actress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I watched this movie last night, I thought it's gonna be coola and would be as scary as how the trailer told. ok, it's 78% cool and 55% scary, but the story just too straight and i don't feel any climax of it. hmm, but overall, it' ok la. Not really bad to be watched except that the prom really gonna make you jelous bcz they implied it as WOW as a MTV award...and you cant never imagine that the murder could be that psycho.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-6479175190875407252?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/6479175190875407252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=6479175190875407252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/6479175190875407252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/6479175190875407252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/05/prom-night-nite-to-die-for.html' title='Prom Night: A Nite to Die For???!!!!'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SEFY_GkvPXI/AAAAAAAAALk/ShL3NdDsPKw/s72-c/promnight5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-856424622590712587</id><published>2008-05-25T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T07:01:57.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='others'/><title type='text'>Fitness for Everybody and Every Body!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007, Fitness day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10am sharp, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning, I was putting my stuff inside the Fitness 1st locker, then after I locked the door, I went out to the work out area. It was my second day joining the fitness team, and never imagine that the club could be that packed on weekends. Teenagers, youngster, aunties, uncles , the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;overweight&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;underweight&lt;/span&gt; and even few senior citizens were there. Some were running in the treadmill, sweating, some were joining the group exercise club and some were using other various fitness machine working out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are annoying!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Treadmill. That was the first thing I meant to do to begin my day. I walked and try to find the treadmill available. But all of them are occupied. Too bad! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Didn't&lt;/span&gt; wanna waste my times, I do others exercise. While I was doing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt;, I look around and found out some people there are skinny and they don't even has any FAT on their body!God! But they still running hard in the treadmill or riding the bicycle or doing push up and sit up. At that moment, I just think that they are annoying! They don't even need to work out, as they have perfect body but they are here just annoyed others who really need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; (including me), as "we" cant use the machines because they were occupied by them. I dislike them, but I envy them for having such a body that I always dreamed of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am Wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The, I told Mr.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; about what i think. And the response that he gave me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;awakes&lt;/span&gt; me and what he said was really true. He said that my way of thinking is really WRONG! Fitness/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Exercises&lt;/span&gt; is not only for people who meant to lose weight. "How about me?" he said, "I am here not lose weight, but to gain weight", "plus, people need to work out not only when they want to gain/lose weight, but also to MAINTAIN their weight"&lt;br /&gt;AHA! that's really true! I can't believe that my thought is too simple! We did exercise routinely when were in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;schools&lt;/span&gt; no matter we need it or not, but it just because its healthy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;Trust me,when people say you are fat, you'll get hurt. No matter you are skinny or overweight,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;youl'll&lt;/span&gt; get hurt when somebody says that to you. Seems that the word "F-A-T" is a nightmare for every single woman, especially in Asia. I was perfectly good with my weight before I was 12. Not sure with the reason, I put on so much weight after 12. It was quite late when I realize and define &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;myslef&lt;/span&gt; as an overweight, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;becz&lt;/span&gt; it's a hard way to lose weight when you have too much fat on your body. I was depressed and feel pathetic of myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;myslf&lt;/span&gt; in the mirror. Fat belly, big arms and I really look unbalanced. Because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; my leg and hips small, my upper parts looks bigger. It was really sad. Everyday I just think on how to lose weight and try lo decrease my eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt;. But I realized that, the more I think of dieting, the more I put on weight, and it just horrible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Girlz&lt;/span&gt;:It's not WRONG to be FAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, the movie "Phat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Girlz&lt;/span&gt;" motivated me. Trust me! for those people ho never watch this movie, you should watch it! It just awesome! The movie brings out the story of a phat girl, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;monique&lt;/span&gt;, who dreamed to be a designer and design clothes for big size woman. The most thing i like is when she made a statement of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;"When people says we are fat, its not our problem being that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; is they, who got a problem with our weight"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Really! that is a very unique and shocking statement that I ever heard. And it's damn true! Think about this: when people say others fat, its because they set a mind of what is fat and what is skinny. So, they had a problem with the weight. Whereas actually big size people not always be unacceptable. Like in African country, body size reflect the social status of a person. The bigger the size, the richer she is/ he is. I love this movie; it just lets you know that you can "love the skin you're in" and not be ashamed of who you are. And it is a kind of inspiration movie for people to be confidence with who they are and work hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;achieve&lt;/span&gt; our own dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not WRONG to be FAT, but it is UNHEALTHY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;OK! so it is not wrong to has a big size, but it is really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;unhealthy&lt;/span&gt; as it caused many diseases. To lose weight, I've tried few pills that said could make u skinny, but all of them were just rubbish, it's only make you skinny for awhile and then doubled up your weight. And the worse part is that you lose weight not because you lose the fat, but they pills make you lose the water in your body. 1st day joining the FF, they check my body, and found out that actually I only got 30% of water in my body, whereas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; we need 60-70% of water in our body!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Therefore, after consult by the FF fitness trainer, I change my mind and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt; of living. Still not 100% healthy lifestyle, but I'm still working and continue to improving on it. And I loss some weight for sure. And the best way to do lose weight is do exercises, eat a balanced meal, and drink enough water. And never risk yourself of taking any diet pills! And recently YOGA is being intro of the new way of lose weight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Girlz&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;:My African Queen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;here is the short clip of the movie, nit the trailer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;cz&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;cnt&lt;/span&gt; found it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OpFn25XLWg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-7659931731517164262?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/7659931731517164262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=7659931731517164262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7659931731517164262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7659931731517164262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-be-yourself.html' title='Just Be Yourself!'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-8432840575968449186</id><published>2008-05-18T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T09:06:34.717-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='others'/><title type='text'>Kan Cheong Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All of us love to eat. A lots. All of us love to hunt for foods. Always. Being a customer of a mamak/ restaurant is easy. You go in, seated, read the menu, order, foods served, eat, pay bill, and leaved. It's just as simple as ABC. But IF ther's one day where all the restaurants in the world closed, all snacks and maggie mees are extincted, and ther's only one way to survive: COOK YOUR MEAL. What would you do? Would you cook? Or just give up? For some people "cooking" = "disaster", so they say "no to cooking". But for some people, "cooking" = "life", so they "love to cook"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway..I personaly thought that we have to learn how to cook, as it is a basic important skill that we have to had in our life! Really! And actually cooking is fun.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Below is the video of the new 8tv game, KAN CHEONG KITCHEN... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I purposely selected this episode because my fren AH BEH (Behonce) was one of the participant. And he is extremely FUNNY....You rocks Beh!!!!!!Love ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="467" width="570"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.8tv.com.my/App_Themes/8tv/swf/FlvPlayer_570x467.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="flv=http://medprima.vo.llnwd.net/o18/u/8tv/pri/kancheong/kancheong_01_002_02_cft.flv&amp;amp;title=Kan Cheong Kitchen: Episode 2"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.8tv.com.my/App_Themes/8tv/swf/FlvPlayer_570x467.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="570" height="467" flashvars="flv=http://medprima.vo.llnwd.net/o18/u/8tv/pri/kancheong/kancheong_01_002_02_cft.flv&amp;amp;title=Kan Cheong Kitchen: Episode 2"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-8432840575968449186?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/8432840575968449186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=8432840575968449186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/8432840575968449186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/8432840575968449186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/05/kan-cheong-kitchen.html' title='Kan Cheong Kitchen'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-4865203222761078056</id><published>2008-05-15T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T03:09:21.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100% mE'/><title type='text'>J-O-B</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not easy to find a job.Really.I'm fresh graduate of Diploma in Communication who seeking for my very first JOB. When you still studying, you'll wish to finished your study as soon as possible and working. Me too. But until the moment I walked out from the examination hall, I realized that the feeling of graduated is not as good as I imagined of. Taking picture with colleagues and saying good bye to them is hard and painful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But beyond all that, the most stressful things is finding job... and that's what I'm doing everyday right now. Wake up in the morning, take a bath, sitting infront of the comp and seeking job on jobstreet.com untill quite late. And every nite before I closed my eyes, I prayed that the next morining they will be an invite of an interview from any company that I applied to. The next day wake up, again, sit infront of the computer to check whether my resume had already viewed by the employer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But thank's to the finder of internet, if there is no internet now, I think everything would be worst. Sending resume through post laju or maybe gp to company by company to ask for vacancy!Just like how the actor and actress in 70's movie. And I really feel great with jobstreet.com. I think that it is a really useful webiste for people who seek for a job. Thanks to Jobstreet.com!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually due to seeking for my very first job, I also din expected a high position and salary. All I just want is a job that suites my study background and personality and the most important thing is I can gained experienced form there. I dun mind working as receptionist or junior assistant...or some other simple thing that even SPM level can do. Coz I know that everything should be start from 0. We have learn how to walk before we could run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just went for 2 interviews today. The first one was introduced by my friends and also Jobstreet, the company seems good and the salary promised also fine. But it just don't match/suite my study background and incovenient working time for me. And it's in Mont Kiara, place that located at the another end from where I stay. The second interview was introduced by my college's teacher, only a part-timr job, and I think there is 80% possiblity the company will hired us (me and Mr.Lim), as they really need people who know mandarin urgently...Hope there would be a good news from them tommorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For all people who already working right now, I think that you should really appreciate and cherish the job that you have now... Coz today, in this complicated society, getting a job is not easy,...it's frustating!!!!!Any job for me?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-4865203222761078056?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/4865203222761078056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=4865203222761078056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/4865203222761078056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/4865203222761078056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/05/j-o-b.html' title='J-O-B'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-6096531713723701674</id><published>2008-05-11T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T08:59:53.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocassion'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;They are Special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;They are Lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are Adorable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are Great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are Irreplacable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are Angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are Guardian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are Teacher &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are Advisor/Manager/Coordinator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They are Friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU MOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Glitter Words" src="http://img17.glitterfy.com/132/glitterfy105659T480D36.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-6096531713723701674?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/6096531713723701674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=6096531713723701674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/6096531713723701674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/6096531713723701674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day....................'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-7453633110721314757</id><published>2008-05-09T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:28:22.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HO CHAK'/><title type='text'>My yUmMy YuMmY......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, finished my diploma, now it's time for me to claim my H-O-L-I-D-A-Y!!!!!!.....been busy with assognments, exams and part-time work for the past half year,,,and now it's time for me to play till kao kao...hahaha...but quite stressful also actually, waiting for the result to come out and finding the right Uni for my degree....I like the UNISA course that Taylor's offer but the cost is quite expensive and I have to go Aussie sumemore....OMG! I really feel annoying..Any work for me???I rather work than think about this...hahahha.........................I n-e-e-d j-o-b.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway...I like food like crazy and I eat a lot...that's why it's hard for me to diet...hahha...but i'm working on it....Below are the food that I've been hunting for with Mr.Lim and my frens recently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A.THE FISH MANHATTAN MARKET&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUd1t6MDqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-oH_P5uOJo8/s1600-h/DSC01709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198594153563033250" style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="219" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUd1t6MDqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-oH_P5uOJo8/s320/DSC01709.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Art/Rubbish/Recycling???!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUd196MDrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/DgIrl4LOYuI/s1600-h/DSC01712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198594157858000562" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" height="275" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUd196MDrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/DgIrl4LOYuI/s320/DSC01712.JPG" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#The Fish Market Manhattan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUd2N6MDsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/anOla83TCZU/s1600-h/DSC01714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198594162152967874" style="CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUd2N6MDsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/anOla83TCZU/s320/DSC01714.JPG" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#Seafood Platter for 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUd2N6MDtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/sdrXpLkADJk/s1600-h/DSC01717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198594162152967890" style="CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUd2N6MDtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/sdrXpLkADJk/s320/DSC01717.JPG" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#They demostrate the Flambe before serving...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOGOYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUjz96MDvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NLu-DyuMViU/s1600-h/P5030287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198600720568028914" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="216" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUjz96MDvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/NLu-DyuMViU/s320/P5030287.JPG" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#38 Eling and Beh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198600729157963522" style="WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="231" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUj0d6MDwI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BkgMkVqvieY/s320/P5030288.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#coconut,wine,chopstick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUj096MDxI/AAAAAAAAAJY/roUsl9UsD6s/s1600-h/P5030290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198600737747898130" style="CURSOR: hand" height="227" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUj096MDxI/AAAAAAAAAJY/roUsl9UsD6s/s320/P5030290.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#escargot,crab,fish,tempura...I love Jogoya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198600742042865442" style="CURSOR: hand" height="273" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUj1N6MDyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/jnJicm8VF0g/s320/P5030293.JPG" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#Me and Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198600754927767346" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="233" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUj196MDzI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3vs_KaDuD6I/s320/P5030298.JPG" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#Beh 'bday'..???!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198603654030692162" style="CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUmet6MD0I/AAAAAAAAAJw/_ezlmKLr80w/s320/P5030299.JPG" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#Eat Mochi competition..hahah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198603666915594066" style="CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUmfd6MD1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/g_86AGIvFKk/s320/P5030300.JPG" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#The "dunno what" fish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198603671210561378" style="CURSOR: hand" height="309" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUmft6MD2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/p7M_Vh92EV4/s320/P5030303.JPG" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#My favourite coconut bar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUmf96MD3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/u2AGTq8UWEk/s1600-h/P5030307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198603675505528690" style="CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUmf96MD3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/u2AGTq8UWEk/s320/P5030307.JPG" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#38 Eling: "Splash you with my coconut milk"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUmgd6MD4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/G4H0n0rpi7s/s1600-h/P5030308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198603684095463298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUmgd6MD4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/G4H0n0rpi7s/s320/P5030308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#...no comment...18SX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUp1t6MD5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/krtkfLpmlUM/s1600-h/DSC01723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198607347702566802" style="WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="209" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUp1t6MD5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/krtkfLpmlUM/s320/DSC01723.JPG" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#Tiramissu and Honeydew mochi...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUp2N6MD6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Eh8rAZQl5o0/s1600-h/P5030309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198607356292501410" style="CURSOR: hand" height="299" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUp2N6MD6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Eh8rAZQl5o0/s320/P5030309.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#3 scope of Haagen Daaz ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUp2t6MD7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/ZJ8k4gzsyDQ/s1600-h/P5030313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198607364882436018" style="CURSOR: hand" height="302" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUp2t6MD7I/AAAAAAAAAKo/ZJ8k4gzsyDQ/s320/P5030313.JPG" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#Ho chak...J-O-G-O-Y-A&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUp296MD8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/GuQnDLW5OV8/s1600-h/P5030311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198607369177403330" style="CURSOR: hand" height="242" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUp296MD8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/GuQnDLW5OV8/s320/P5030311.JPG" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;# JOGOYA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUp3N6MD9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/-S3mtCRsfcU/s1600-h/P5030315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198607373472370642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUp3N6MD9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/-S3mtCRsfcU/s320/P5030315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#Chee hang's 9 months stomach after buffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-7453633110721314757?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/7453633110721314757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=7453633110721314757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7453633110721314757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7453633110721314757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-yummy-yummy.html' title='My yUmMy YuMmY......'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCUd1t6MDqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-oH_P5uOJo8/s72-c/DSC01709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-8923911909279046016</id><published>2008-05-05T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:28:23.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100% mE'/><title type='text'>The "SHAME" in Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nobody is perfect. I strongly believe the statement. And I think that's really true. No matter how a person looks beautiful/ handsome, there's must be a time where she/he looks ugly. Imagine that you see a beautiful lady walking confidently down the street, the winds blow her long silky hair and a song playing in the air. But Oops! she suddenly she fell down.The song stopped, and all eyes on her...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What I mean is that no matter how you protect your image in the public, there's a time where an "accident" takes place and make you feel shame...I had went through those experieced too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st incidence...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB_KIjezUCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TS4TM99wk_Q/s1600-h/plane.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197094743321038882" style="WIDTH: 72px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px" height="129" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB_KIjezUCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TS4TM99wk_Q/s320/plane.bmp" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; +   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB_KdTezUDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wsTSbxwtvU0/s1600-h/Toilets.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197095099803324466" style="CURSOR: hand" height="57" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB_KdTezUDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wsTSbxwtvU0/s320/Toilets.gif" width="57" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back to high school time, twice a year I will went back to my hometown, Indonesia during the school holiday. So there is one time where I took Malaysian Airlines with my friends to go home and suddenly I have the need to go to the toilet. For your info, I'm a kind of person that "lazy" to go to ther toilet if i don't feel comfortable with the toilet. As you know the plane's toilet is quite small and I very rare go to the toilet in the plane. But that times, i was really have the need. So, I got no choice. I went into the toilet and just did what i had to do. Maybe I was too rush and really cannot "tahan" till i forgot to lock the door. OMG! When I was nearly finished the job, suddenly someone open the door and he was one of my guy friend. My face turn white before it could turn red and I was really shocked and dunno what to do. Luckily my friend's response quick,he said sorry and closed the door. What a stupid mistake!!!!! Luckily my shirt was quite long and covered my secret, important and sensitive part....hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd incidende...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCBOTTezUFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2KvLfS2m-gg/s1600-h/fitting+rooms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197240063539499090" style="WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 57px" height="73" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCBOTTezUFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2KvLfS2m-gg/s320/fitting+rooms.jpg" width="97" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My sis love shopping a lots and since we are live together here, so we often shop together (even though I din really shop). When two of us shopping, she would be the one who try a lot of shirts, and I would be the one giving the comment. So there is one time when she went to fitting room to try the shirt, but i'm not going together with her, coz we were seperated and I din not know she alrd went to the fitting room. Then she called me to find her at the fitting room cz she want to show me what she tried. So I walked in and I just shout her name and she response. The fitting room got alot of rooms and they used curtain as the door instea using the real door. Without confirming with her where she is,I just used my instinct and guess where is the room that she tried. Then she shouted and asked me to go inside and do a favour. So, I just confidentally open the curtain infront of me as i assume that she was inside. OMG! I was wrong! The moment I opened the curtain, I find an aunties halfly naked. Being shocked, I just closed the curtain without saying a word... *sorry auntie*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd incidence...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCBOTDezUEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/00tUeOpYxAc/s1600-h/escalator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197240059244531778" style="WIDTH: 74px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 72px" height="235" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SCBOTDezUEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/00tUeOpYxAc/s320/escalator.gif" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An escalator is a conveyor transport device for transporting people, consisting of individual, linked steps that move up or down on tracks, which keep the treads horizontal (Wikipedia's definition, hehe8)I got 2 shameful incident with escalator. First, me and Mr.Lim were just finish working at The curve and we were walking to the car park. While walking, were discussing about something seriously...Escalator got 2 sides rite? Right and left. When walking to the escalator, we just confidentaly choose the right sides, as we used the left side that morning to go up. So, we automatically assume that the left sides is to go down. Then we were talking and talking...and almost step to the escalator. Then I suddenly realize that the escalator is going up...Luckily my response was quick, realize that we were wrong, I pull Mr.Lim's hand and both of us laughing....*that's why I advice you guys to check the route of the escalator properly as they changed the up and down frequently*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The second 1 was in Sunway Pyramid and the same scene occur, but the difference is that this time we were going up but we choose the going down one. And what make it worst is that Mr.Lim had already step the escalator and so many people there...and as usual, I was the rescuing angel....hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmmm...above are the incidence that I remembered so far....I'll share others when I experienced again...But hopefully I wont...haha...I just think it is OK and normal to be 'shamed' onced in ourlife...cz this is LIFE...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-8923911909279046016?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/8923911909279046016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=8923911909279046016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/8923911909279046016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/8923911909279046016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/05/shame-in-me.html' title='The &quot;SHAME&quot; in Me...'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB_KIjezUCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TS4TM99wk_Q/s72-c/plane.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-7637362917940275504</id><published>2008-05-04T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:28:24.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100% mE'/><title type='text'>Back to Starbuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5 May 2008, 2pm would be a special and historical day for me...because I will sit for the last paper of my Diploma in Communication Final Semester Exam...YIPPIE....waiting so long for this moment to come..and finally it's here. But unfortunatelly Social Psychology(SPS) is the final paper..This is the thing that really stressed me up...studying SP for your last day of exam?? that's really makes me feel abit psycho...haha...no la. Actually SP is not really hard and quite easy (as quoted my Mr.Lim)...but there's quite a lot of things to cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OK! There are 7 chapters to be studied and all of them looks important...I mean I used to aim several chapters that i think might be come out in the exam..and usually 85% of my guess is right...but for this time i can't really aimed...huh....no choice...have to read all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've studying since few days ago, but i cant realy concentrated...especially everytime i'm online (for reading notes purposed at 1st) i will attracted by You Tube and starts warching videos...OMG! I think that I cant finish study the subject. But luckly Mr.Lim called this morning and "ordered" me to dress up and pick me up to the nearest Starbuck to study...I'm quite lazy actually, but thinking that this strategy was success for studying Intro to Mass Medis (IMC) last time, I agree with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So there we are Sunway Pyramid Starbuck again! (that is the nearest from my house)And thank God it really works out and the mission was completec! The almost 2 hours "studying SP mission" makes me concentrated and i finish all the chapters (although confused in some parts la). hahaha...happy happy... hopefully like IMC I would oso succeed in th exam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB2mRzezT4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/rQjIhQL4eMw/s1600-h/P5010277.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196492369862807426" style="CURSOR: hand" height="305" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB2mRzezT4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/rQjIhQL4eMw/s320/P5010277.JPG" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#Starbucks Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB2mTjezT5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/qakC8TyNXdI/s1600-h/P5010274.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196492399927578514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB2mTjezT5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/qakC8TyNXdI/s320/P5010274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#Dell.SP notes.Caramel Mocca.Manggo Passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB2mUDezT6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/o_kL2-2_TWU/s1600-h/P5010276.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196492408517513122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB2mUDezT6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/o_kL2-2_TWU/s320/P5010276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#Concentrating (and sweating cz we sat next to the door and the sun was hot)haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB2mYDezT7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WTV_LJ9CCVY/s1600-h/P5010282.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196492477236989874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB2mYDezT7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WTV_LJ9CCVY/s320/P5010282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#Oops!caught you onlining while i'm studying!*Grrrrrrrr*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB2n0zezT8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/vISNIAcSNt8/s1600-h/P5010286.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196494070669856706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SB2n0zezT8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/vISNIAcSNt8/s320/P5010286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#Starbuck=Social Psychology???!!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-7637362917940275504?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/7637362917940275504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=7637362917940275504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-2502985142661551194</id><published>2008-05-02T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T02:19:54.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and Music'/><title type='text'>go watch IRON MAN! go go go.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; just watched IRON MAN this evening...the 2 hours movies is really cool...first when i heard the title, i was thinking that it would be a funny movie which telling the story of a man who can "iron" (shirts) so well...muhahahahaha....I knw that sounds so stupid.But really that was the first thing came to my mind when I heard the name. Then the movie trailer corrected my stupid understanding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well to be honest, although part of the story were quite impossible to became reality, but i had to admit that the movie is cool! It just different from other movies like Transformer , Spiderman or Batman or whatever man. And i love the design of the "robot"...and WOW! the function of it was so.... .... dunno how to describe... well i really think that YOU SHOULD WATCH THE MOVIE.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vhgzIM-9lfA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vhgzIM-9lfA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-2502985142661551194?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/2502985142661551194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=2502985142661551194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/2502985142661551194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/2502985142661551194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/05/go-watch-iron-man-go-go-go.html' title='go watch IRON MAN! go go go.....'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-7217930831643068021</id><published>2008-05-01T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:28:27.488-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mine.Yours and Ours'/><title type='text'>A place called Bagan Lalang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30April 2008 23.30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mr.Lim: "Let's go to Subang Aiport!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: "Now??(rolling my eyes, feeling damn tired after working) What for?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mr.Lim: "See aeroplane a and welcome our big day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: "(still confused) Wookay,,,but u know how to go?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mr.Lim: "NO!just follow the signboard lah! got the aeroplane symbol ma!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: "Why don't you bring me to a beach rather than an airport?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mr.Lim: "But i dunno the nearest beach"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: "BAGAN LALANG" (answer in less than 2 seconds)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mr.Lim: "hmm...not bad...you know how to go?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: "Agak-agak. But let's go this morning. Not now...how about 5am?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mr.Lim: "Oklah...we sleep awhile then we go to see the sunrise"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, that's the whole beginning on how we started our short trip to a place called Bagan Lalang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is Labour day! that means a h-o-l-i-d-ay...but aside from that, 1st of May bring another meaning for me and Mr.Lim...Last year today, i promised him to be his partner and we became a couple....hehe...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy 1 Year anniversary to us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 May 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.30am&lt;/strong&gt; we woke up and prepared for the short trip...my eyes still halfly closed and 70%&lt;br /&gt;awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.00am&lt;/strong&gt; stopped by at Shell to fill the tank and intend to buy some hot drinks. but the pity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;711's hot drinks machine rosak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.10am&lt;/strong&gt; bought Mcd's coffee and tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.13am&lt;/strong&gt; on the way to the destination-Bagan Lalang(following the map that we downloaded&lt;br /&gt;from website)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.17am&lt;/strong&gt; driving at the KLIA toll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.40am&lt;/strong&gt; reached at KLIA but we dunno wat to do ther coz of the stupid map&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.46am&lt;/strong&gt; try to find where F1 located. (cz according to the map it's somewhere near F1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.55am&lt;/strong&gt; found F1 location but still failed to find the destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.00am&lt;/strong&gt; driving with no direction. Mr.Lim decided to follow the "Sepang" signboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.09am&lt;/strong&gt; the sky is still dark and no light on the road, and the road which is no longer an high&lt;br /&gt;way is getting smaller and smaller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.15am&lt;/strong&gt; I started sweating and scared. Mr.Lim kept quiet. No car behind or infront us. it's just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.20am&lt;/strong&gt; both of us decided to turn back. Mr.Lim told me that he saw a bus stop and it&lt;br /&gt;reminded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;him to the scary scene in the film "Congkak", so he decide to turn back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.30am&lt;/strong&gt; reached at LCCT (as i requested) and ask a policemen for direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.35am&lt;/strong&gt; driving to the destination following the direction given by the policeman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.40am&lt;/strong&gt; found all the clue that he gave us and continue driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.50am&lt;/strong&gt; stopped by and ask to ensure the direction again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.55am&lt;/strong&gt; driving in a "kampung road" that seems so long and no ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.00am&lt;/strong&gt; stopped by at a mamak and found out that we are in the wrong road. and bad news&lt;br /&gt;is that we have to go back to the "town".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.05am&lt;/strong&gt; driving in the "sepang town" and try to find all the clue given to reach the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.12am&lt;/strong&gt; driving in the kampung road again and start excited seeing some coconut tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.17am&lt;/strong&gt; finally see the "Welcome to Bagan Lalang Beach" sign board. Happiness! we park the&lt;br /&gt;car and welcomed by the fresh air...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.20am&lt;/strong&gt; start playing in the sands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnihTezTpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xO8zUctDWmE/s1600-h/DSC02723.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195432706941603474" style="CURSOR: hand" height="224" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnihTezTpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xO8zUctDWmE/s320/DSC02723.JPG" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#first picture of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBniiDezTqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6o9eB0gFOe8/s1600-h/DSC02730.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195432719826505378" style="CURSOR: hand" height="209" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBniiDezTqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/6o9eB0gFOe8/s320/DSC02730.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#Mr.Lim in action! He grabbed a small stone and start writing sumthin in the sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195432724121472690" style="CURSOR: hand" height="310" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBniiTezTrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EiZBorPSQ7o/s320/DSC02758.JPG" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#camwhoring while he get busy and ignore me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195432728416440002" style="CURSOR: hand" height="228" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBniijezTsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_oDquTXT1dI/s320/DSC02737.JPG" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#a walk to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBniizezTtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Pt9EzhYuBsw/s1600-h/DSC02759.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195432732711407314" style="CURSOR: hand" height="218" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBniizezTtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Pt9EzhYuBsw/s320/DSC02759.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#finally he finished...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnk4DezTuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ixWou_tBvI8/s1600-h/DSC02760.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195435296806883042" style="CURSOR: hand" height="227" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnk4DezTuI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ixWou_tBvI8/s320/DSC02760.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#somebody is proud of his creation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnk4TezTvI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ak1vr38MnKg/s1600-h/DSC02763.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnk4jezTwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/PbQ45Hb-05Y/s1600-h/DSC02764.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195435305396817666" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="213" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnk4jezTwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/PbQ45Hb-05Y/s320/DSC02764.JPG" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnk5DezTyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IwfFlCh6oUs/s1600-h/DSC02770.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195435313986752290" style="CURSOR: hand" height="215" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnk5DezTyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IwfFlCh6oUs/s320/DSC02770.JPG" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#Derr luv Fin...????!!!!!???!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnk4jezTxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iIS9OncJ_1o/s1600-h/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195435305396817682" style="CURSOR: hand" height="192" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnk4jezTxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iIS9OncJ_1o/s320/DSC02766.JPG" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#our twins shirt of the day...Ernie and Elmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnnQzezTzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QRqcazJv1Lo/s1600-h/DSC02772.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195437921031900978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnnQzezTzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QRqcazJv1Lo/s320/DSC02772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#my turn to write..f1n2.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnnRDezT0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/4J_mqVPMY7E/s1600-h/DSC02790.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195437925326868290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnnRDezT0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/4J_mqVPMY7E/s320/DSC02790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#Mr.Lim couldn't stop to play with the sands..cz he admit that he nvr did this before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnnRjezT1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/g-TsOsQet-I/s1600-h/DSC02793.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195437933916802898" style="CURSOR: hand" height="302" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnnRjezT1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/g-TsOsQet-I/s320/DSC02793.JPG" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#I was sweating and sticky after playing around and it's time to go home!! became moody thinking that had to go home and work(NZN, morning shift)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No regret of woke up so early in the morning and going to the beach...although it was not as nice as the sunset's view(as my sis told me) but i feet great and satisfied to reach there at last, after being lost for almost 1 hour..Thanks for my boy Mr.Lim for insisting going ther to celebrate our 1 year anniversary even though i was give up in the middle of the journey and we could not see the sunrise, but i'm happy! and thanks for sacriface your sleep and driving in a sleepy mode for almost 3 hours!(we can reach ipoh already man!)hahah....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I heart you a lots!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.13am&lt;/strong&gt; left Bagan Lalang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.30am&lt;/strong&gt; on the way back to Subang and i fell a sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9.10am he woke me up and we reached Ridzuan condo...(so,actually it just takes 1 hour to&lt;br /&gt;reachthe beach! imagine how much times we waste for being lost!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special Thanks to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: LCCT Policeman (we dunno what to do without you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sepang's Shell's boss and crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mamak's pak cik and mak cik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-7217930831643068021?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/7217930831643068021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=7217930831643068021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7217930831643068021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7217930831643068021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/05/place-called-bagan-lalang.html' title='A place called Bagan Lalang...'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBnihTezTpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xO8zUctDWmE/s72-c/DSC02723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-9148933304251958405</id><published>2008-04-29T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:28:27.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100% mE'/><title type='text'>I LOVE LIFE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally finished my 1st paper of my Final Semester of Diploma in Communication Exam...feel so relief...now left 1 more final paper on next Monday which is the subject that confused me the most, the one and only Social Psychology...and then i will be FREE....yeah..i'm feeling great....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the way, I was addicted to few new songs recently and one of them is Mariah Carey's new songs "Bye Bye"... The first time i heard is when i watched her performing in the American Idol 2008, when the song begins with a sweet rhythms I told myself that "wow! this should be a nice song"...and it really did not disappointed me...not only because it is sung by Mariah or the music is nice, but i rather think that the lyric is very meaningful... it just so simple and honest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Spd_ERMmGDg&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBgOFDezToI/AAAAAAAAAEU/btqdCop7jRE/s1600-h/bye+bye+m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194917650168499842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBgOFDezToI/AAAAAAAAAEU/btqdCop7jRE/s320/bye+bye+m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#click to enlarge image and see the lyric#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I lost three persons who are closed to me in the last 10 years... I could tell you that it was a really painful experienced that i ever had in my life. You could just speechless and donno what to do when you surrounded by such situation. You can't even cry to express your feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000, i was back from langkawi trip when my dad called and said that "He" just passed away. I was too young to understand the meaning of "passed away". So i just get confused and asked dad : "who's grandpa?"... I never cried since i received the phone call until the moment i stood in front of his coffin and looking at him who was already gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20007, I received a SMS telling me that "He" just passed away. It was the second time I received such news but still couldn't define the meaning of "passed away"... I did not went back to attend his funeral because of my passport problem...And only when I was home a month later, I found out that i would never find him reading newspaper when I went to his house again forever, then I was only recognize that I miss my uncle alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008, again I received SMS telling me that "He" just passed away few minutes ago in the hospital...At that moment I just look at my phone and try to read and read again the SMS ensuring myself that I din read wrongly...But it was no mistakes...the 3 lines messages just so concise and simple and represent how mom feels of losing his dad, my grandpa...This time, i just realized that i finally understood the meaning of "passed away"...I kept telling myself that "I got no grandpa anymore"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I asked myself, why do we live when we had to left forever? why do we breath when ther's a time where we'll be breathless forever? It just so strange to find that someone you love or someone who you just met is suddenly passed away...you'll never see him/her again...you'll never talk to him/her again...But I guess that's what we called LIFE... you live and you left, you breath and you don't,..I think the most important lesson of "live" is "cherish"... If you know to cherish your live, ur life would be meaningful and u'll left without regret...If you cherish every breath that you take, you'll breath without regret...and if you know how to cherish everyone around you, you'll never get sad when he/she is leaving...Luckily I cherish every "He" which already left..and did not feel regret they left because at least I know they are not suffering anymore and had reached a better place..... I LOVE LIFE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Life is an opportunity, benefit from it. Life is beauty, admire it. Life is bliss, taste it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life is a dream, realize it. Life is a challenge, meet it. Life is a duty, complete it. Life is a game, play it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Life is a promise, fulfill it. Life is sorrow, overcome it. Life is a song, sing it. Life is a struggle, accept it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Life is a tragedy, confront it. Life is an adventure, dare it. Life is luck, make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Life is too precious, do not destroy it. Life is life, fight for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-9148933304251958405?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/9148933304251958405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=9148933304251958405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/9148933304251958405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/9148933304251958405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-finished-my-1st-paper-of-my_29.html' title='I LOVE LIFE...'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBgOFDezToI/AAAAAAAAAEU/btqdCop7jRE/s72-c/bye+bye+m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-6356241017032520907</id><published>2008-04-28T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:28:31.081-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HO CHAK'/><title type='text'>Ramen and Ice cream....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you feel hungry, you should have an image of food that you wish to eat in your mind...asam laksa? chicken chop? pizza? burger? pasta? sushi? or maybe cheese bakes rice? hmm...yummy...But have you ever think of having a hot bowl of japanese noodle soup with a gyoza (japanese dumplings)and chasiu toppings? or maybe a rice set with an unagi or crab stick? Well, that was the image that come to my mind during my late lunch time today...And the best place that i could think was the AJISEN RAMEN...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me and Mr.Lim was quite surprised when we saw the menu. Because the PRICE is INCREASED! OMG! Last time before increased, it was already quite expensive which makes us think twice before we eat. Somemore our gaji havent out yet! But we got no choice. We already seated there and got no way to run. I ordered "Gyoza Ramen". while Mr.Lim oder dunno call wat rice set. And for the drink we ordered "Ocha" (green tea) because it is much more cheaper and could be refilled! hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took some pictures while waiting for the food to be served...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194292672297389410" style="CURSOR: hand" height="295" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXVqjezTWI/AAAAAAAAACE/YvAu4MWBex8/s320/DSC01652.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;#This is how Mr.Lim looks when he played his PSP...always raise his eyebrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXXFDezTXI/AAAAAAAAACM/HMn66Bq8XrE/s1600-h/DSC01654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194294227075550578" style="CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXXFDezTXI/AAAAAAAAACM/HMn66Bq8XrE/s320/DSC01654.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;#I always love Ajisen Ramen since it came to Indonesia few years ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXXFTezTYI/AAAAAAAAACU/xvfUpqmbeIs/s1600-h/DSC01657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194294231370517890" style="CURSOR: hand" height="196" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXXFTezTYI/AAAAAAAAACU/xvfUpqmbeIs/s320/DSC01657.JPG" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;# Mr.Lim's food came first.. and it was really jeloused me who was really hungry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXaVDezThI/AAAAAAAAADc/ihqq_RKE-1g/s1600-h/DSC01658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194297800488341010" style="CURSOR: hand" height="310" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXaVDezThI/AAAAAAAAADc/ihqq_RKE-1g/s320/DSC01658.JPG" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And one thing about him is that he would ignored everything when he played his PSP! and that's including ME! You could see right? Poor Food!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXXFjezTaI/AAAAAAAAACk/ta8OeljWIXk/s1600-h/DSC01659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194294235665485218" style="CURSOR: hand" height="201" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXXFjezTaI/AAAAAAAAACk/ta8OeljWIXk/s320/DSC01659.JPG" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#Since he ignored his food, so i decided to "&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;curi' his food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXbsDezTjI/AAAAAAAAADs/pTgR7dtYIk4/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194299295136960050" style="CURSOR: hand" height="257" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXbsDezTjI/AAAAAAAAADs/pTgR7dtYIk4/s320/DSC01660.JPG" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#Unfortunatelly my 2nd mission was failed, as he lose the game and realized me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXXFzezTbI/AAAAAAAAACs/pOGsleg1Tak/s1600-h/DSC01662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194294239960452530" style="CURSOR: hand" height="191" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXXFzezTbI/AAAAAAAAACs/pOGsleg1Tak/s320/DSC01662.JPG" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#Finally, my Gyoza Ramen arrived! here we go....!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXZQjezTeI/AAAAAAAAADE/-Vxjw9OFdLE/s1600-h/DSC01667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194296623667301858" style="CURSOR: hand" height="305" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXZQjezTeI/AAAAAAAAADE/-Vxjw9OFdLE/s320/DSC01667.JPG" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# See how big is the set? my ramen became red after i add chilies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXZQTezTdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/biHNVkduo6U/s1600-h/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194296619372334546" style="CURSOR: hand" height="306" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXZQTezTdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/biHNVkduo6U/s320/DSC01664.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#Makan time...One thing about Ajisen Ramen is that we use (quite) big spoon for ramen. Can you see the black spoon? My mom use that to cook soup...muhaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXZQjezTfI/AAAAAAAAADM/hkWMAOv2_Co/s1600-h/DSC01668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194296623667301874" style="CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXZQjezTfI/AAAAAAAAADM/hkWMAOv2_Co/s320/DSC01668.JPG" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# He ALWAYS eat faster than me. Thus this is the result:waiting for me to finish my meal. haha... *I curi capture him*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXZQzezTgI/AAAAAAAAADU/07DaDm2Du60/s1600-h/DSC01669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194296627962269186" style="CURSOR: hand" height="190" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXZQzezTgI/AAAAAAAAADU/07DaDm2Du60/s320/DSC01669.JPG" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# And finally i finished...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXaVTezTiI/AAAAAAAAADk/mFvGPRf8_wE/s1600-h/DSC01670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194297804783308322" style="CURSOR: hand" height="196" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXaVTezTiI/AAAAAAAAADk/mFvGPRf8_wE/s320/DSC01670.JPG" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# He always finish everything "CLEANLY", EXCEPT VEGETABLE...Hate him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After paying the bill (which is cost RM33.70) we left and went to NZN because Mr.Lim wanted to have dessert..we choose the place because we work there and so we can take discount from our frens...hehehe and guess what? MR.Lim belanja me...i took a single scope (which turns a big scope, bcz my fren being very kind to us) of Walnut Butterscotch, which is my favourite, while he took a single scope of Hockey Pockey...Then we sat down in the sofa and having a photo session again...hahahha...but he was the model...cz all the pics that he took for me are not nice....lucky you Mr.LIM!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXgaTezTkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/z1pRggqkgHU/s1600-h/DSC01672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194304487752420930" style="CURSOR: hand" height="311" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXgaTezTkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/z1pRggqkgHU/s320/DSC01672.JPG" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#He was acting innosance and eating my ice cream!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXgbDezTlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9nHebycrPnE/s1600-h/DSC01674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194304500637322834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXgbDezTlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9nHebycrPnE/s320/DSC01674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# And he was seriously made a revenge coz i ate his chicken at Ajisen Ramen! Kiamsiap boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXgbTezTmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Tom7RouUS-A/s1600-h/DSC01675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194304504932290146" style="CURSOR: hand" height="311" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXgbTezTmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Tom7RouUS-A/s320/DSC01675.JPG" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;# See his hand!!! He is on action! Bye-bye my Walnut Butterscotch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-6356241017032520907?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/6356241017032520907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=6356241017032520907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/6356241017032520907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/6356241017032520907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-you-feel-hungry-you-should-have.html' title='Ramen and Ice cream....'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBXVqjezTWI/AAAAAAAAACE/YvAu4MWBex8/s72-c/DSC01652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-7543907474452356745</id><published>2008-04-27T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:28:31.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies and Music'/><title type='text'>CONGKAK - a game from the "another" world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBR59DezTTI/AAAAAAAAABg/vRBWToMMSgI/s1600-h/congkak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193910360078503218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBR59DezTTI/AAAAAAAAABg/vRBWToMMSgI/s320/congkak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yippie!!! finally I got time to watch movie in the cinema...all this time being busy with the part time job at New Zealand Natural (NZN) and also the exam which is coming soon!!! So, me and Mr.Lim decided to relief from our "busyness" by watching a horor movie, which we not dare to watch for quite a long time after watching the korean horor movie few months ago, "The Last Breath"...Actually it's not that the movie too scary or wat...but we just too shocked by all the sound effect and also some scene which is really disgusting....But since this month almost all of the box office is fulled by horor movie, we got no choice (wondering why all the horor movies are showing now in the cinema!whereas it's still early for ghost month and hallowen)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually we wanted to watch "The Ghost Potrait" or "The Tattooist". But the word "FULL" was appear in the screen. So, we decided to watch "Congkak" which was recommended by the TGV staff himself who confessed that he had watch the movie for twice. So, here we go! The overeall movie was not really bad, and really OK, since it was produced by Malaysia itself. The ghost face not really scary, but they really learn the way how Korean horor movie scare and shocked the audiences by all the sound effects, which i think is very very loud and made me (and others audiences) scream for quite several times.hehe.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For you guys out there who like horor movie, i recommend this movie...it's not really good, but it is quite a unique horor movie, which has a fresh and different story line....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;here is the he movie trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value=""&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0RzCjzVQyA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0RzCjzVQyA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-7543907474452356745?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/7543907474452356745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=7543907474452356745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7543907474452356745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/7543907474452356745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/04/congkak-game-from-another-world.html' title='CONGKAK - a game from the &quot;another&quot; world...'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBR59DezTTI/AAAAAAAAABg/vRBWToMMSgI/s72-c/congkak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1144633774591507401.post-8354991736751206123</id><published>2008-04-25T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T05:04:07.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100% mE'/><title type='text'>mY f1rst...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2000, a 200 pages note book with a blue cover entitled &lt;strong&gt;"My Diary"&lt;/strong&gt; is the place where i write all my secrets, my happiness, my sadness. 2003,i was too busy with all the school's assignment till i stopped to write. Since then it has finished its duty and I put it aside...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5 years had passed and i went through it without any words describing how did i live everyday of my life. Then i realized it just so weird and abnormal for me. When I started to know about "Blog", i never thought of having 1. But i though it is really a "cool" thing. I started to love reading other people's blog. It facsinated me. I don't know them, but I knew their story. I don't know them, but they share the world with everyone. Thus, I decide to have my own one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here it comes....&lt;strong&gt;2008, MY PERSONAL BLOG&lt;/strong&gt;. I can't wait to share my story, my thoughts and my world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1144633774591507401-8354991736751206123?l=f1n2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/feeds/8354991736751206123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1144633774591507401&amp;postID=8354991736751206123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/8354991736751206123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1144633774591507401/posts/default/8354991736751206123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f1n2.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-f1rst.html' title='mY f1rst...'/><author><name>Gan.Widya.Lufina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11808791912388405114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_jTpvG1rGA/SBHy4DezTOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/MHcDWht2vqc/S220/mememe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
