<?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-2085081426120144746</id><updated>2011-11-02T10:37:21.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CheRrY-DuMDum's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-2085121089680789146</id><published>2009-08-03T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:43:13.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shall complain no more</title><content type='html'>I just realized recently, that there is a whole fascinating world going on out there.. *amazed*, but too tired to write more =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-2085121089680789146?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/2085121089680789146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=2085121089680789146&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2085121089680789146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2085121089680789146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-shall-complain-no-more.html' title='I shall complain no more'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-346225447227966144</id><published>2009-06-11T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:25:00.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, how long has it been, really?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this space private, and then i created another blog without informing anybody. I do miss this space, and many of the entries were my true feeling. I used another blog that were totally private, and earlier this week, i kind of get visited by a 'ghost from the past', and then i try to dig up what i wrote before. how terribly sad i am to found that i, myself, deleted that whole blog =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of ghost from the past you might ask... stupid of me.. really. i was feeling bored while out with some one, and somehow the conversation goes to cinema seats, and how the one at cathay was quite comfortable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my mind flew to about 3 years ago.. when i watched a movie there, and to the person with whom i watched the movie with.. the person who used to call me everyday, who used to tell me that he'll wait for me even if it takes forever, who used to tell me that he'll give in to me no matter what.. who i rejected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i called him.. it was still the same voice, the same kind of conversation.. except the fact that all the promises were gone, now we were just to people who knew each other, i am just a girl whose hand he asked before.&lt;br /&gt;so stupid of me to think that he might still be waiting for me, and with one phone call i can just waltz into his life. it has been 3 years, dummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i changed? pretty much, i believe. have he changed? i would not know..&lt;br /&gt;but i have been waiting and waiting everynight, like what i did about 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;i know where it went wrong, and i only have my self to ask: what the hell were you thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life goes on, baby girl..&lt;br /&gt;gotta stay tough, stay on track.. and maybe in the end, you'll find what you're looking for..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-346225447227966144?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/346225447227966144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=346225447227966144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/346225447227966144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/346225447227966144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2009/06/gosh-how-long-has-it-been-really-i-made.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-2123185709165465820</id><published>2008-09-29T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:18:23.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... just little old me, living this simple life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair again X). This time its chestnut color.. haha. I tried to take a picture of it, but my phone camera just won't take the color, besides, half of my face is covered with acne cream.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking of acne cream, I have just received a pack of acne creams from my mum, so now i have not 1, not 2, but 7 types of different treatment that i can apply (-&gt; obat jerawat rh, tea tree oil, krim siang, krim malam, sabun freya, toner freya, obat trengilling.... power no?!). just hope they work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this morning, suddenly at our snack corner there's a big square of cake.. haha i don't know how to describe. Its a marble cake, plus another can of pineapple tart. I thought it was from Nandini, but then surprisingly, its from the cleaning auntie. she gave us in celebration their Hari Raya.. So nicee~~ if i'm not wrong, the marble cake was made by her daughter, and the pineapple tart was made by her herself... they are very nice~~ I was so touched by this gesture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still craving for my 'bai guo yi mi', they are always sold out :( sigh, why many people like?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and lab cleaning day. how much we laughed! Haha.. really, i still can't stop smiling whenever i remember that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HC: "I can foresee myself being sick and not able to come tomorrow" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and Neo: "Oh, Sure. So tomorrow we can blame you for everything"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HC: I believe Nandini will not do that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;N (about putting all the blame on HC): Oh yea, i think that's a good idea XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HC faints.. LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HC (seeing no way out): "how if tomorrow we tell J that there is no lab meeting"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;N: "ok, we really have to stop laughing. *tighten lip*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neo: "tonight we can all watch movie"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"what?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neo: Tomorrow never die"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-2123185709165465820?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/2123185709165465820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=2123185709165465820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2123185709165465820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2123185709165465820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/09/attempt-hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8043883929600522896</id><published>2008-09-17T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:17:53.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly lost the ability to blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8043883929600522896?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8043883929600522896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8043883929600522896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8043883929600522896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8043883929600522896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-suddenly-lost-ability-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-1970834054825723775</id><published>2008-09-13T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T09:43:55.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 dozens and one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the number of mice that i killed today. Highest record so far. = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to write down anything, but to someone.. thanks for coming down, it somehow lift my dopamine level up XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-1970834054825723775?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/1970834054825723775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=1970834054825723775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1970834054825723775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1970834054825723775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-dozens-and-one.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8771382056742250974</id><published>2008-08-28T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:32:35.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Contemplating, in progress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to begin or how to describe it.. maybe i'll start with a question,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in fate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i do.&lt;br /&gt;When you get to know another person, it is because of fate, no? I think it is fate, that your 'road of life' (my own phrase :P) crosses with another person's road, and you get to see a glimpse of each others life. I don't know why or what's wrong with me, somehow i just find the idea so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;some people in your life change your life here and there. others just pass by. and sometimes, it is entirely our choice, whether we want to let others to enter our life, or just shut ourselve off from the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8771382056742250974?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8771382056742250974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8771382056742250974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8771382056742250974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8771382056742250974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/08/contemplating-in-progress.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-5777837786852104858</id><published>2008-08-21T22:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:19:39.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Random things under the moon X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-autumn festival is coming. MOON CAKE!! haha, that's all i care about. I love the snow skin mooncake, green tea flavor especially. I hope nobody will bring too much mooncake to the lab, really, because then i will be in danger of losing myself and indulge in one too many mooncakes. Grawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MooMooMoo... kekeke... next month is a busy month. experiment the whole of next week + presentation, a 5 day course on the following week, there's something else happening but i can't quite remember, and end of the month is my trip to you-know-where (those who know, knows; those who don't, don't ask =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else, what else, ooh~ my lab is so colourful these days. So many new people, in so little time. I don't like changes, but they kinda grow on you, and then you'll wonder, how did the days go before they were here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... wish list XD:&lt;br /&gt;- Jason Mraz's album (any album after Mr. A-Z, because i already have it :P. I didn't know that he's performing at SingFest earlier this month, if i know, i would've gone to see him perform live :( )&lt;br /&gt;- Cookie monster.... COoKiE~~ haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- to be continued again later XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow.. i ran out of things to say. hhmm.. I'll end this entry with a piece of lyric. its kinda sad, but.. true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Because love is blinding&lt;br /&gt;when the timing's never right.&lt;br /&gt;But who am i to beg for a difference,&lt;br /&gt;finding love in just an instance?&lt;br /&gt;But i don't mind. At least i've tried.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S: I just realize, that among all random things that i write above, all is about me. How much more self centered can one get?? Aw, gotta fix that, somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-5777837786852104858?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/5777837786852104858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=5777837786852104858&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5777837786852104858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5777837786852104858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-things-under-moon-x-mid-autumn.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8633611241867410000</id><published>2008-08-10T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:02:33.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to lose weight?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday - &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;chicken wing + sayur asem palembang + fruit cocktail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tuesday - &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;kuishinbo japanese buffet (free flow of snow crab, lobster teppanyaki, tempuras, green tea ice cream, big chunks of unagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;friday - &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pauliner (german sausage + beer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;saturday -&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; BBQ (chicken, sausages, ribs, corn )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;not to mention all the snacks in between..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* burp *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8633611241867410000?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8633611241867410000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8633611241867410000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8633611241867410000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8633611241867410000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-lose-weight-sunday-chicken-wing.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-2267957402866031260</id><published>2008-07-26T22:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:06:00.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;'ullo, world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight is the night. I finally get down and tidy my room. I have stayed here for about 8 months now, and believe it or not, this is the first time i really tidy it. Unbelievable, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten myself so busy, that things are slipping away (things like my sanity, for an instance). Should've stayed in longer, rest more, take some time away from the world to cool down and clear my head off before i end the day. And the following morning, before i open my eyes and go to the bathroom, i'll tell the world: Good morning! I am ready to rock and roll, yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i fulfilled a tiny part of this year's resolution. yeah. The resolution is to train for biathlon and join one next year. not going to happen :P but, at least, i participated in a running event this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi's first running event. Participant no: 7915; 5km run; 00:31:30.25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For me, the best part of the run is when i knew that the finish line is coming near, and i almost made it. What's even better, is the massage after the run. One word: shiok. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-2267957402866031260?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/2267957402866031260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=2267957402866031260&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2267957402866031260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2267957402866031260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/07/test.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-1369502927380245819</id><published>2008-07-08T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:20:41.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happiness~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mulei dr hr kapan ya, hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jerawat mulai ilanggggggggggggg.... X) makasi buat yg minjemin oxy, bwt yg ngomelin spy ga makan coklat banyak2 + nawarin ke dokter, sama yg ngetok di pala supaya ga makan biskuit melulu.. wekekeke.. terharu T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- makan makanan rumahhhh, and ngob2 sama a-i a-i... ahh cintaaaaaaaaaa.... apalagi mendengar kabar klo sang a-i mau bikin mpek2... haummm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dibawain makan siangggggggggg.. plus bonus minumann.. rela d dikasi mayo juga.. wahahah... aihhhh... segampang inilah mendapatkan hati gw, seharga 5$ sahaja.. huehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dibawain tas paris hilton ama nyokap.. wakakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sering disenyumin tiap kali belanja.. huiihihihi, belanja di kantin, ato belanja barang2 lab.. daku senang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenerny ud gt doank sih, sama kapan hari ditraktir makan sushi.. wehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;ntah kenapa girang bgt, yg susah2 ga dipikirin dulu de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwah mwah everybody X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-1369502927380245819?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/1369502927380245819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=1369502927380245819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1369502927380245819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1369502927380245819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/07/happiness-mulei-dr-hr-kapan-ya-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-7336613764850768400</id><published>2008-06-25T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T01:02:14.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am an oldie at heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my current fave singer, my favourite event of the month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215493999196373346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SGEoKM5IAWI/AAAAAAAAAJk/eWy0bbZ5H9I/s320/as.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanana I'm lost in love..&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/2085081426120144746-7336613764850768400?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/7336613764850768400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=7336613764850768400&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7336613764850768400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7336613764850768400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/06/am-oldie-at-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SGEoKM5IAWI/AAAAAAAAAJk/eWy0bbZ5H9I/s72-c/as.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-4250430947644951232</id><published>2008-06-17T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T01:43:30.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehe</title><content type='html'>klo sebelumny terdengar gundah di blog ini, skrg berasa fine2 aj.. moga2 bisa bertahan terus.. wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knp bisa begitu? gw juga ga tau, mungkin pms ny ud lewat.. kekeke pms itu inclusive of pre and post ms.. jadi klo siklusny itu tiap bulan, bisa2 selama 3/4 bulanny itu gw dilanda sindrome itu.. hiks.. (apakah ini cuman alesan aj, i don't know.. wahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, trus tadi browse2 inet, trus tidak sengaja, baca entry seseorang yg lg don't feel good abt diriny sendiri.. trus jadi ada mixed feeling gt, feel like mau komen, tapi bingung jg gmn..&lt;br /&gt;jd mikir, apakah gw perna merasa ky gitu. rasany sih perna.. tp jarang.. apa mungkin skrg lg hepi jadi ga kepikiran.. ato mungkin juga, klo misal ud ada bibit2 perasaan ky gitu gw lsg bobo, or cari kerjaan lain, biar pikiran itu ga jadi makin parah.. or, mungkin gw lsg cari coklat.. huehehe ga jelas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, berhubung skrg lg feeling particularly at peace with myself, mungkin ada baiknya nulis sesuatu, biar ntar klo lg despi bisa dibaca2 lg.. kekeke... hal2 yg bikin gw hepi ama diri sendiri itu apa y, mungkin seperti yg dibawah ini.. hehe:&lt;br /&gt;- klo berhasil achieve goal.. , so moral of the story is, set lah goal2 yg reasonable, yg as long as you work hard enough, can be achieved... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;- klo disenyumin ama org, especially klo yg senyumin itu cowo ganteng... aihh.. meleleh hatiku.. hihihi.. moral of the story, murah2 senyum aj d, and hopefully setengahny dibalikin.. wekekeke... biar hidup tambah meriah&lt;br /&gt;-klo menghasilkan sesuatu.. be it, coba2 bikin makanan yg edible.. haha.  or bersih2 rumah.. anything lah, as long as productive.. paling benci klo nganggur and ga ada kerjaan&lt;br /&gt;- tentuny, klo gw dikangenin.. X) apalagi klo sampe dicariin.. hihihi.. moral of the storyny apa y, menghilanglah occasionally? haha, ga jelas bgt..&lt;br /&gt;- klo bisa bikin org laen ketawa.. hehe.. klo yg ini, either you have to ease up and joke alot, or alternatively, carilah teman2 yg gampang ketawa.. wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, cukup sudah ke ga jelasan gw, nulis2 yg ga ada juntrunganny.. huhu.. yah walopun gw belom jadi who i want to be, but in the process, there's nothing i can do but to appreciate what i already have, no? and of course, making sure that i'm on the right track (yg ini susah, as always, easier said than done)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-4250430947644951232?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/4250430947644951232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=4250430947644951232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4250430947644951232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4250430947644951232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/06/hehehe.html' title='Hehehe'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8336594642914463903</id><published>2008-06-01T17:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T17:35:33.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Merriiiiii,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油!加油!加油!加油!加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油!加油!加油!加油!加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油!加油!加油!加油!加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油!加油!加油!加油!加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油!加油!加油!加油!加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油!加油!加油!加油!加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油!加油!加油!加油!加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油!加油!加油!加油!加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油!加油!加油!加油!加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油! 加油!加油!加油!加油!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hehehe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the color of my 2$ ring, my new favourite color X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hate driving lesson :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I still want to go home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I wish, air plane tickets would just fall from the sky everytime i wish for it XP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm balding&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HeLP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8336594642914463903?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8336594642914463903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8336594642914463903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8336594642914463903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8336594642914463903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/06/merriiiiii.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-3036604082772763748</id><published>2008-05-28T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T00:37:04.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sejujurnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klo mau dikatakan sejujur-jujurnya, tanpa tedeng aling2, tanpa takut anggepan org lain...&lt;br /&gt;sebenerny hidup terasa sepi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kangen rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukannya kangen rumah di indo per-se. walopun bisa ambil cuti trus pulang bbrp hari, that's not the point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pengen rumah yg bisa di-'pulangin' ketika ud cape kerja seharian.. ntah gimana cara ngungkapinny...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-3036604082772763748?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/3036604082772763748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=3036604082772763748&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3036604082772763748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3036604082772763748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/05/sejujurnya.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8144930940732129517</id><published>2008-05-22T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:36:47.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The muts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the night chatting with the '-mut's (copyright of anissa anindya widjaja, which now,undecidedly, is also known as either samut or sarimut):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- verimut dan ayam penyetny&lt;br /&gt;- dan yg lain2 ini ga diapprove ama dia (samut, or sarimut): bertimut, yemimut, danimut, hantimut, ama pakimut... wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made plan to spend 2008 new year eve at bali with pengkimut (another unapproved muts). Pengkimut have to study for his exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nandini (nandimut?) said today, that i could be a walking advertisement of Giant, after i proudly showed her the two lighters that i bought for 3$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other mut candidates: rosmut, su i-mut (haha, klop banget), herimut ato kakemut?? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- peace -&lt;br /&gt;merimut X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8144930940732129517?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8144930940732129517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8144930940732129517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8144930940732129517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8144930940732129517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/05/muts-spent-night-chatting-with-muts.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-4355395412950896309</id><published>2008-05-15T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T23:15:17.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I don't normally do politics.. but my heart cries for these women :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldpress.org/Africa/1561.cfm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Congo: A Hell on Earth for Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'Repeatedly, she asks them: “What did they not manage to take away from you?” until the women find the answers themselves: their love for their children, always; and for their husbands, usually.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-4355395412950896309?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/4355395412950896309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=4355395412950896309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4355395412950896309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4355395412950896309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-normally-do-politics.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-6801074789174804010</id><published>2008-05-05T13:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:24:02.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;had a bad morning, because i couldn't find any breakfast that i like in the new canteen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And then, i realized that i've left my handphone in my room.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After that, its quite an uneventful day. Two of the students that want to work for summer attachment came. Both will be attached to Nandini, nevertheless, i get to play teacher for a while too.. heehee.. The girl has a very sweet but independent and hardworking look, the type of girl that i will like if i am a guy. No comment for the guy, but Rosni and Nandini think he is smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I decided to cook for tomorrow's lunch, bought a pack of macaroni (the macaroni is animal shaped. i think i saw elephant, lion, turtle and giraffe. How cute! X) ), brocolli, frozen peas and carrots, and the prego sauce.. hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My owner is incredibly nice. I was contemplating on whether i should tell her about the cooking plan or not, because i recall they only allow simple cooking. Before i told her anything, she told me to drink more water because the weather is so hot lately.When i told her about that i planned to cook some simple vegetables, she told me to buy more! So motherly and nice~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ok, i shall log off and turn off my computer to help my dear owner to save electricity. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'd say cherio, not goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-6801074789174804010?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/6801074789174804010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=6801074789174804010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6801074789174804010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6801074789174804010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/05/had-bad-morning-because-i-couldnt-find.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-2713097479962562946</id><published>2008-04-30T00:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T01:12:17.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;No matter what you say about love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;It keeps coming back for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Keep my hand in the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Sooner or later I get what I’m asking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say about life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I learn every time I bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The truth is a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Soul is the danger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I gotta let my spirit be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;To admit that I’m wrong and then change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I have to move on and leave you behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I can’t waste time so give it a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I realized nothings broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;No need to worry about everything I’ve done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Live every second like it was my last one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look back got a new direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I loved you once needed protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You’re still a part of everything I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You’re on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a tattoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I’ll always have you (I'll always have you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of playing all of these games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;It’s not about taking sides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;When I looked in the mirror didn’t deliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;It hurt enough to think that I could stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Admit that I’m wrong and then change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Sorry but I’ve gotta be strong and leave you behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t waste time so give it a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I realize nothings broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;No need to worry about everything I’ve done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Live every second like it was my last one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look back got a new direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I loved you once needed protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You’re still a part of everything I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You’re on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a tattoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I’ll always have you (I'll always have you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I live every moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Won’t change any moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Still a part of me in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I will never regret you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Still the memory of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Marks everything I do, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a tattoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I’ll always have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tattoo - Jordin Sparks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can bring back all the things that i left behind, and turn each of them into a tattoo on my skin.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There'll be no more blank spot left..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/2085081426120144746-2713097479962562946?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/2713097479962562946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=2713097479962562946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2713097479962562946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2713097479962562946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-matter-what-you-say-about-love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-3673304193380478982</id><published>2008-04-28T16:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T16:19:01.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Muahaha~ so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHgHlZrqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gfCYBE1qB94/s1600-h/miaww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194206731103219362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHgHlZrqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gfCYBE1qB94/s320/miaww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHgXlZrrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/d1n5H_KbPGo/s1600-h/teamwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194206735398186674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHgXlZrrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/d1n5H_KbPGo/s320/teamwork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHQnlZrlI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gM5IIOdRAec/s1600-h/arty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194206464815246930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHQnlZrlI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gM5IIOdRAec/s320/arty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHQ3lZrmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QLsimVpyDI0/s1600-h/bowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194206469110214242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHQ3lZrmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QLsimVpyDI0/s320/bowl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHRHlZrnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vb_TrK76L5k/s1600-h/cookie.jpe"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194206473405181554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHRHlZrnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vb_TrK76L5k/s320/cookie.jpe" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHRXlZroI/AAAAAAAAAJE/NClRYJRCcfo/s1600-h/killer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194206477700148866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHRXlZroI/AAAAAAAAAJE/NClRYJRCcfo/s320/killer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHRnlZrpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/TRdhlmcKRqQ/s1600-h/life+is+short.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194206481995116178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="386" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHRnlZrpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/TRdhlmcKRqQ/s320/life+is+short.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2085081426120144746-3673304193380478982?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/3673304193380478982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=3673304193380478982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3673304193380478982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3673304193380478982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/04/hihihi.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SBWHgHlZrqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gfCYBE1qB94/s72-c/miaww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-1016866793362658563</id><published>2008-04-22T23:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:38:36.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just not my day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* After waiting for 50 minutes of incubation time, i found that, the machine was not turned on =.='''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* when i reached the next step, to incubate at 37C, the machine suddenly broke down (%^*%$$^!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* when i was just about to go home, heavy rain with thunder came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* when i was in the train, i realized that i left someone waiting at JP :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I ran the gel in the wrong way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* from 4 plates of cells on friday, i have 7 yesterday, and now i have 18! tomorrow?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I accidentally spill some of the cells :( ( i know i have alot, but still..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* and when things just get better, i accidentally delete all the nice pictures from my phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite all that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ me and sasa &lt;em&gt;each&lt;/em&gt; found a ten cents coin at the quad.. :D LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ thanks to Jason and the wonderful work he'd done, i was treated to the 'Ultimate chocolate cheese cake' by a very happy customer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ and the enlightening conversation with the beloved post-doc in my lab (Me: '&lt;em&gt;do you feel depressed every month, you know, during that time?&lt;/em&gt;' Her: &lt;em&gt;'I cried every month&lt;/em&gt;.' It is probably a little mean of me, but i found it very consoling :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, this will be my daily night prayer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192091266436410946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SA4Df3lZrkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/P81q38x68uU/s320/kittywish.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;especially that particular person, who has been sooo nice and generous in offering all sorts of food (lobster bisque, ribs, mud pie, hot chocolate, cheese cakes, chocolate fudge, donuts, McCafe, carl's junior, gloria jeans, etc etc etc =p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-1016866793362658563?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/1016866793362658563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=1016866793362658563&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1016866793362658563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1016866793362658563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-not-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SA4Df3lZrkI/AAAAAAAAAIk/P81q38x68uU/s72-c/kittywish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-6545618688327987082</id><published>2008-04-20T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:11:05.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SAs9bHHMU4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/8w-V0klsCVw/s1600-h/bestfriend_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191310531449607042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SAs9bHHMU4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/8w-V0klsCVw/s320/bestfriend_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, today her prayers were finally answered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;aih.. cinta mati daku pada dirimu... XD&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-6545618688327987082?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/6545618688327987082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=6545618688327987082&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6545618688327987082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6545618688327987082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/04/x-because-she-said-today-her-prayers.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SAs9bHHMU4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/8w-V0klsCVw/s72-c/bestfriend_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8339225941962120598</id><published>2008-04-17T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:46:38.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Post no 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lately, i've been thinking, how modesty is a very important virtue in life. especially, the life of a young person like me &lt;em&gt;(klo kata org tua: masi seumur jagung =p). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so, if i can wish for one good trait to have, i'll wish for modesty, to admit my mistakes and learn from it, to never think that i am better than others, to learn from scratch, to strive as hard as i could in everything i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;in other words, i want to be like a 'padi'. because there's an old saying that i learnt in my primary school days, that one should obtain 'the art of padi'*, the riper it is, the lower it bends down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190223924014019410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SAdhKO-W81I/AAAAAAAAAIU/7-wSGmW0Qis/s320/padi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Disgress. Sometimes, when i look back to the mistakes that i did, i would sigh and console myself by saying: 'oh well, i was young and foolish'. But i realize, that one day (pretty soon), i'll no longer have the priviledge to say that. i can't be young forever, and obviously, i can't stay foolish forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;* loose translation =p. aslinya itu, ilmu padi: semakin berisi semakin merunduk.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8339225941962120598?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8339225941962120598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8339225941962120598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8339225941962120598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8339225941962120598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/04/post-no-101-lately-ive-been-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/SAdhKO-W81I/AAAAAAAAAIU/7-wSGmW0Qis/s72-c/padi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-6403551101733068888</id><published>2008-04-07T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:08:00.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>07-04-08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the first night that i spent in the lab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-6403551101733068888?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/6403551101733068888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=6403551101733068888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6403551101733068888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6403551101733068888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/04/07-04-08-i-will-always-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-488188304623568224</id><published>2008-03-26T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:15:22.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;MSN nicks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some phrases that i learnt in the past few days. i want to put them all in my nick name, mostly to remind myself.. but it seems to much to fit them all together, so i thought i'll just sort of 'compile' them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pursuit of happyness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It was right then that I started thinking about Thomas Jefferson on the Declaration of Independence and the part about our right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. And I remember thinking how did he know to put the pursuit part in there? That maybe happiness is something that we can only pursue and maybe we can actually never have it. No matter what. How did he know that?" - Pursuit of Happyness&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/thepursuitofhappyness/internship/images/ph_keyart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;Find your balance&lt;br /&gt;This is from my body combat class. I guess i was still thinking about the pursue of happy-ness. so it strikes me that balance must be found. not only physical balance, but your life balance, between every activities, work, and family, and friends, and personal hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. - Benjamin Franklin, vero's blog.&lt;br /&gt;which is very very true.. procastination is never good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.. ok actually, that's all i have..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-488188304623568224?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/488188304623568224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=488188304623568224&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/488188304623568224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/488188304623568224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/03/msn-nicks.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-354591962244093915</id><published>2008-03-22T23:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:01:05.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I present to you: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DUmDum Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;(last entry before i study &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in the DUmDum Kingdom, i shall be the Queen, simply because i'm the one who named it and imagined about it.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in the dumdum kingdom, there will be no poisonous mushroom. we'll have plenty of mushroom, people will harvest it, and it will be the main dish in the kingdom ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;there will be tulips everywhere, with all color that you can imagine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and everyone will have a house, with a large backyard. where they can grow flowers, and grasses, and keep &lt;strong&gt;cow&lt;/strong&gt;s, and ducks, and dogs.. and little kids can run about :) (i put the cow in bold, because i think they are very cute. Ehm, if the Queen thinks that cow is cute, so be it XP )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and there will be no standard dress code. everybody should dress up to their imagination. the more colourful the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;there will be 4 seasons, spring and winter, summer and fall. and there will be rainbows and rains.. like what we have now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and everybody will be nice to each other, there will be no stranger, because we are all fellows =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the dumdum kingdom ain't perfect. there will be dog shit, or cow dung on the streets sometimes, and the unlucky people will step on them (eewh! watch out peeps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;there will still be floods, or fire, or drought, but when they happens, everyone will go hand in hand to fix the damages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in the dumdum kingdom, everyone exclaims love without any worry, or hesitation. mother to children, children to parents and grandparents, between neighbours, customer and sales.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and people give pats on other people's back, so that there will be no lonely person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;people will do occupations like farmers, fish seller, explorer (pirates too!), blacksmith.. no supermarket or hypermarket please, somehow i think it takes away the joy of shopping, and also the chance of having lovely little chit-chat with the seller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and every once in a while, the Queen will have a lovely jogging session with any villager who is interested to join her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;there will be computer or email, but people will prefer to communicate by owls.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;there won't be TV, so villagers will gather at the town hall or something, to watch performances together.. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;there will be knights and princesses, but no wicked stepmother or poisonous apples please~ (seven dwarfes are welcomed.. especially grumpy.. keke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hehe.. and of course, there will be the scholarly, who wears thick glasses, and make new discoveries (that does not disrupt the culture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and finally, everybody who is feeling down, may come to the Queen's palace, that looks like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180600998096121762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R-UxKOaNr6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/pZuQeSYSlCg/s320/pink+palace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2085081426120144746-354591962244093915?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/354591962244093915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=354591962244093915&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/354591962244093915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/354591962244093915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/03/dumdum-kingdom.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R-UxKOaNr6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/pZuQeSYSlCg/s72-c/pink+palace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-4139377109189848778</id><published>2008-03-22T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:30:47.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack johnson / stinky beans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;currently listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="275" alt="" src="http://store.lousrecords.com/catalog/jack_johnson-sleep_through.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and currently craving for: petee~ aka stinky bean (haha.. i don't know abt that name before!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180232361053106066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R-Ph4uaNr5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/9vqNwrv27aE/s320/pete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;for those of you, who haven't taste it, and think that it doesn't look v appetizing. remember, never judge a book by its cover.. heh.. UGhh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*pengen makan pete bakar, nasi goreng pete, telor goreng pake pete.. pete pake sambel.. apa aja dee.. sapa yg berbaik hati mo masakin...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2085081426120144746-4139377109189848778?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/4139377109189848778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=4139377109189848778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4139377109189848778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4139377109189848778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/03/jack-johnson-stinky-beans-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R-Ph4uaNr5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/9vqNwrv27aE/s72-c/pete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8275463303222678327</id><published>2008-03-20T22:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:36:42.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hang on, buddy. You're looking good there ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R-J5JOaNr2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/ExGXVmvo6kw/s1600-h/HangingOn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179835720823320418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R-J5JOaNr2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/ExGXVmvo6kw/s320/HangingOn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things come to you naturally, but other things, no matter how much you want them, just don't.&lt;br /&gt;It seems much easier to give it up.. but if you do, you'll never know what you're gonna miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that's what i'm going to do, hanging on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and to 'some' struggling people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit happens. It's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take a breather, break a leg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just don't give up, don't ever lose hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And, if you let me, maybe, just maybe, i can be the one who you can hold on to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8275463303222678327?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8275463303222678327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8275463303222678327&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8275463303222678327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8275463303222678327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/03/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R-J5JOaNr2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/ExGXVmvo6kw/s72-c/HangingOn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-4434322047832839986</id><published>2008-03-16T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T14:36:00.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[Q]s from fs bulletin board&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART A&lt;br /&gt;Inget! Ini benar2 hal TERAKHIR, bukan yang kamu gunain sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;01. Hal terakhir yang kamu lakuin-&lt;br /&gt;donlod lagu, and nyanyi2 sendiri.. wekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Mal terakhir yang kamukunjungin:&lt;br /&gt;- Marina square i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03 . Majalah/tabloid/koran terakhiryang kamu baca:&lt;br /&gt;- Nangyang chronicles, wakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Merk tas terakhir yang kamu pake:&lt;br /&gt;- ga ada merek, beli di mangga dua X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Jam terakhir yang kamu pake:&lt;br /&gt;- Casio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Parfum terakhir yang kamu pake&lt;br /&gt;-edt dr body shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. SMS terakir yang kamu kirim dan isinya kamu bilang kalau kamu sayang sama dia:&lt;br /&gt;- ga ada.. sapa yg mo gw kirimin? X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Dompet terakhir yang kamu pake:&lt;br /&gt;- dompet bole dikasi ama nyokap.. huehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Shampo terakhir yang kamu pake:&lt;br /&gt;- dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Pasta gigi terakhir yang kamu pake:&lt;br /&gt;- Sensodyne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. T-shirt terakhir yang kamu pake:&lt;br /&gt;- T shirt ga bermerek bole beli di pasar malam X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Bedak terkahir yang kamu pake:&lt;br /&gt;- maybelline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Mobil terakhir yang kamu naikin?&lt;br /&gt;- volvo (SBS hohoho) -&gt; niru org yg pertama ngepost di bulbo fs, congi =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Lipbalm terakhir yang kamu pake:&lt;br /&gt;- weleh, niche (tp ud lama bgt since i last worn it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Minuman terakhir yang kamu beli:&lt;br /&gt;- nescafe iced milk coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PART B&lt;br /&gt;Ini tentang bagaimana kamu dan akan menunjukan siapa kamu.&lt;br /&gt;01. Kata2 yang selalu berusaha kamuucapin:&lt;br /&gt;- Apa yah, bingung.. banyak sih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Apa kamu tipe orang yang jika berbicara sesuatu berarti itu juga:&lt;br /&gt;- most of the time, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Bagaimana menurut kamu tentang pengorbanan seorang pacar dan seperti apa:&lt;br /&gt;- weleh apa y, ga usa berkorban sampe gmn banget si, sayangin gw apa adany ajah ud cukup X) (including, tahan2in ama hormonal imbalance gw =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Sikap apa yang selalu kamu terapin:&lt;br /&gt;- hrs optimis dan positif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Bagaimana kamu menjalankan hidup:&lt;br /&gt;- apa adanya aja i guess, "momma always said, life is like a box of chocolate. you'll never what ya gonna get" - forrest gump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Nasehat apa yang terakhir kamu dapetin dari seseorang:&lt;br /&gt;- you must work on your consistency (huhu T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Cara kamu nunjukin sayang kamu keorang:&lt;br /&gt;- tergantung orgnya siapa, but most of the time, by beliin makanan ato barang2 kecil yg dia suka.. huehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Sifat apa yang kamu tau kalo itu salah tapi susah kamu ubah:&lt;br /&gt;- keseringan bengong.. haix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part C tentang sekarang&lt;br /&gt;01. kemana saja kamu hari ini?&lt;br /&gt;- ke gym X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. mau ngelakuin apa setelah ini?&lt;br /&gt;- belajar deghh, sambil terusin nyanyi2.. wekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. rencana loe besok?&lt;br /&gt;- sekolah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. lagi mikirin sesuatu?&lt;br /&gt;- iy, jawabin pertanyaan2 geje ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. kata terakhir buat orang yg loe sayang?&lt;br /&gt;- (maksudny kata2 yg mo gw ucapin y?) take care lah teman2kuwh tersayang dimanapun kalian beradaa... cimpika cimpiki.. mwah mwah.. X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-4434322047832839986?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/4434322047832839986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=4434322047832839986&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4434322047832839986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4434322047832839986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/03/qs-from-fs-bulletin-board-niru-org-yg.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-571232098554518821</id><published>2008-03-13T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T20:46:48.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While waiting for analysis software to download..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez.. its been a long time. today was quite an exciting day, but for some reason, i end up feeling really tired.&lt;br /&gt;today was SBS day.. so, there's some kind of bazaar, and performances in my school lobby. most of them are clothing and accessories. in the name of school spirit, i bought the school singlet.. XD&lt;br /&gt;the most exciting part of the day, is when one of my caucasian profesor, sang a chinese song: yue liang dai biao wo de xin. it was good!!&lt;br /&gt;and then the performance was followed by another professor, playing a violin duet.. ooww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly develop a huge liking to professors with great sense of musicality X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, back to class and lab.. it was pretty tiring, i don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i heard something interesting in my lab today:&lt;br /&gt;' &lt;em&gt;so, my wife thinks i'm stupid. well, but at least i'm smart enough to marry a smart woman.&lt;/em&gt; '&lt;br /&gt;isn't that sweet or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-571232098554518821?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/571232098554518821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=571232098554518821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/571232098554518821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/571232098554518821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/03/while-waiting-for-analysis-software-to.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-4445232811521483127</id><published>2008-03-03T17:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:18:25.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The said colleague below, is going to celebrate her first wedding anniversary this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first reaction was: 'Oohh~ first anniversary! that's BIG. you have to celebrate, go someplace nice for dinner'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after a split second, ' Gosh, i'm so jealous of you!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she laughed, and say: 'don't worry, you'll find someone'&lt;br /&gt;so much for the consolation, she followed by another statement:'but according to medical reports, its better to give birth to your first child before you are 27'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o 'What? I am 24 this year already!!!! @#%$#!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, man~ Time is really ticking away, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-4445232811521483127?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/4445232811521483127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=4445232811521483127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4445232811521483127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4445232811521483127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/03/ugh-said-colleague-below-is-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-2344185241933169962</id><published>2008-03-02T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:35:51.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging urge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i just had the urge to blog, i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the feeling of falling in love.. everytime i saw my colleague talking on the phone, there's a small pang of jealousy.. i mean, come on, her marriage was arranged by her parents, and yet, they just look so happy.. lucky one, i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, why is it so hard for me to feel that way? the thing is, i don't want just any relationship.. just another person beside me, or just another hand to hold.. i want to fall so deeply, madly, in love.. i want my whole world to turn upside down, i want to be swept away, and burnt from within.. most importantly, i want a love that lingers.. a love that grows as time goes by.. till the day i'm old and wrinkled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet, there are times, when a simple touch meant so much, left me longing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-2344185241933169962?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/2344185241933169962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=2344185241933169962&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2344185241933169962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2344185241933169962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/03/blogging-urge-suddenly-i-just-had-urge.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8077638199077652472</id><published>2008-02-22T23:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:27:26.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things are happening so fast, i barely have time to digest it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so long overdued. when i went back to my home sweet home, it was flooding. and the traffic was.. oh well, i don't have to explain anymore, its on the news.&lt;br /&gt;but the good thing is, because of that flooding, i was picked by my uncle! my mother's 2nd eldest brother in indon.. and i stayed overnight at their house.&lt;br /&gt;I have never stepped into their house, and if not for the flood, i doubt i will ever going to (their house is just too far from mine!). But it was faboulus! when i reached, my aunt have prepared a cup of warm milo for me... OOooOOHH.. heart melting by happiness and by the sight of the milo. Milo has never tasted that good, believe me (MIlo shd be paying me for this free advertisement!)&lt;br /&gt;and not only that, they have COOKIESSS~~~ hand-made by my aunt.. so lihaii! Love love! and they taste great..&lt;br /&gt;before i'm done enjoying my milo and cookie, they already took me to go out, and eat 'Kwe-Tiao'. That night, i slept so well (at my cousin's room, which i don't think i will ever step in if not because of the flood either)&lt;br /&gt;So much for the good night sleep, after i wake up, my aunt took me to market. I was so happy cannnn?? Haha.. &lt;em&gt;(norak abis, ky anak kampoeng baru masuk BSD). &lt;/em&gt;I was even thrilled to see there are so many different fishes, and they looked so big &lt;em&gt;(liat terong gede, ungu dan mengkilat aja gw kagum.. gubrax..). &lt;/em&gt;well, anyway, in conclusion, I think, my weird behaviour have something to do with my long term stay away from home, in this, you know, little red dot.&lt;br /&gt;and later on that day my mom picked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flood, as it turns out, was quite a good thing for me. My close friend's, K, house and office was still flooding even in the following days. SO, she stayed at her Grandma's house about 15 minutes from my house X), and she didn't have to go to work for a few days!! Happinessssss~~~~ i forgot where we went, but we went to eat bakso (meatball, yum yum), karaoke, eat pizza, went shopping!!!!!! (and we actually sat the staircase of a bus on the way back home.. oops, can't let anybody know), manicure-pedicure, plucking eyebrow.. bla bla bla, we also stayed overnighttt at R's house.&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of us has been best friends for like, almost 9 years, and i think this was the first time we actually slept over together, we get to gossip before we go to sleep, right after we wake up, and we even went to toilet together at dawn.. Haha.. oh, i so miss them right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY! this was actually the main purpose of my trip home.. (other than all ths shoppings, food and gossiping of course). Nothing special actually, we went to my big Uncle's house, and eat there. One my uncle brought wine, and he was so excited about it, forcing my Big Auntie to try each one of them... and when someone came and brought a &lt;strong&gt;whole roasted pork&lt;/strong&gt;, everybody was looking over it when my big auntie suddenly ask:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;em&gt;Loh, kok kakinya empat?&lt;/em&gt;' (Huh, how come it got four feet?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was quiet, staring at her.. when suddenly my uncle who brought wine say in a v loud voice, &lt;em&gt;'wah, ud mabok dia! Ha Ha Ha! Babi kakinya emang empat!'&lt;/em&gt; (Wah, she drunk already! Ha Ha Ha, pig really got four feet).. then everybody burst into laughter.. hehe.. my aunties and uncle's are all so cute.&lt;br /&gt;not only my auntie, one of my smaller cousin, actually liked the wine. He is about 13-14 years old i think, and he drank alot of it. later that night, when we were gathering at the Karaoke room, someone suddenly came into the room and say: &lt;em&gt;'Ian mabok!"&lt;/em&gt; (Ian is drunk!)It was so funny! Except from the fact that his face is all red and he feel very warm, he was really ok actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, it was all fun and laughter.. but, i have to come back.... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;that night, i found someone who stayed nearby, and so i can share a cab with her (the cab fare is 50$, madness!). So, i was happy to save some money, and also found out that we go to the same gym! ahoyyy.. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;people say that this mouse year isn't very good for me, that might be true. that night, the cab driver took a wrong turn, and i didn't notice, so it reached block 651. since i stayed at 650, i dun wan to waste anymore cab fare, so i told the uncle that i'll just go down there, and find my way to my block, which should be near (651 to 650c.. helo!). So, i dragged my luggage and walked out. To my horror, i couldn't find 650 =.='' i walked one round of the complex, and i didn't see any familiar building, and it was freaking 245 am in the morning! bah!&lt;br /&gt;turns out that 650 and 651 was in different complex.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night, i get to sleep only 2 hours, and the next day, i was already bombarded with project plans, questions, tasks, and presentation. I was really a walking zombie that week, thirsty for cafein. Somehow, i manage to get through that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that week, i reward myself with, DIY manicure kit!! kekeke i will have DIY pretty nails~ watched ah long (ah la la la la long, ah la la la la long), went shopping with Vero (M-Phosis.. ahhhhh X) ), and bought a new portable hdd (quite a long list of reward, huh? but the M-phosis shopping was meant for our birthday friend, and the hdd is really necessary, so thing's are out of my hands really :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much more things to update, but i think this entry is long enough already.. Bottomline is, i don't know.. I'm a happy girl, i guess. Clueless and stupid sometimes, but happy.. and all because of the wonderful people around me X) Aw.. loves of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another happy thing, my beloved PO came back to workkkkk~~~~ I am no longer alone in the lab like the previous two weeks *sobs*.. haha.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8077638199077652472?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8077638199077652472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8077638199077652472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8077638199077652472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8077638199077652472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/02/things-are-happening-so-fast-i-barely.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-4828603150965275654</id><published>2008-02-20T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T01:15:42.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happiness is highly contagious. Spread it, people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you share your sorrow, you make it half&lt;br /&gt;When you share your happiness, you double the amount of it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-4828603150965275654?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/4828603150965275654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=4828603150965275654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4828603150965275654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4828603150965275654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/02/happiness-is-highly-contagious.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-5099312419543027268</id><published>2008-02-01T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T14:49:07.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My plane got delayed T_T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time blogging from Changi, reason as stated above.&lt;br /&gt;Soekarno-Hatta Airport @ Jkt is down, due to the heavy rain pour since last night..&lt;br /&gt;Even my Auntie's house which normally is the last one to get flooded among all other areas, is already flooded. It is serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here i am, my plane got delayed for an hour. but it seems that the heavy rain is going to fall here in Singapore too.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have planned to make an very cheery entry about me going back, and meet my favourite food seller (abang tukang bakso, tukang rujak) and all the retail shops (nci2 mangga dua), i even made plans to go out with my best friend tonight T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i only have 8 minutes to go.&lt;br /&gt;cheerio everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-5099312419543027268?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/5099312419543027268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=5099312419543027268&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5099312419543027268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5099312419543027268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-plane-got-delayed-tt-my-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-335431702958535207</id><published>2008-01-31T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:58:15.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy Day~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to blog about happy days. Thinking about those happy things keeps me young, i guess :D&lt;br /&gt;So today is one of those happy days, not a perfect day, but still a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.30 Lecture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof R.K: ' &lt;em&gt;people can take anything away from you, but not your dignity..&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;... dignity is a big word for a tiny person like me, Prof. but i think i get what you mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the brightside, people. If me and some other people weren't late, Prof RK probably won't share his story and we won't get this valuable piece of advice XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around 4pm, lab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One machine at our level broke down, so me and R have to use another one at the next level. Accidentally, when we are using that the new machine, R found some new functions, and she get SO excited, as if she found another thing to play with.&lt;br /&gt;R: '&lt;em&gt;we can surprise Dr S* by showing this'.. &lt;/em&gt;LOL.. she is very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we get back to lab, one of the result wasn't so good, but the other one was 'perfect' X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- one experiment done - X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: 'That's only one experiment..' (if translated to my language, its probably: aiya, like that only.. so happy for what.. ) =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seminar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing special happened, but the fact that i can understand the seminar and feel that the topic was interesting, is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around 7pm, Anissa's lab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't heard from her all day long. Found out that she's busy. So, i drop by to her lab, and.. *tada* a group of Chinese New Year snacks is sitting nicely on the table. Her mother brought it here. So, i got a little 'sneak preview' of the snacks that is waiting for me later at CNY. How can i not be happy?! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;830 om, train&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one cute auntie, that waved bye2 to me before she get down from the train (i gave her my seat, so she feel grateful. If a stranger auntie suddenly waved at me without any reason, i won't call her cute.. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.50 pm, gym&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to join the class that i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12am, home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realized that tomorrow my favourite class instructor is having a class at raffles, and my animal handling course ends early, so i can catch the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect. a good workout before i go back and enjoy all the sumptuous food X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-335431702958535207?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/335431702958535207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=335431702958535207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/335431702958535207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/335431702958535207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-day-i-like-to-blog-about-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-6940122777504869509</id><published>2008-01-26T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T11:07:52.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Where is the love??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good friend of mine went through a break up recently. It is another relationship that i thought would last till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can wonder about many things like, how, why, when, the never ending 'what-if's, every painstaking detail of what happened, but most crucially, i wonder, how to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;, no matter how bitter, how consuming, how torturing at times, is one of the most precious things in life one can ever have. Some people spent their whole life looking for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, despite all the failed relationship, i think, the one thing we should do at all times, is to cherish the love while you have it. The love you loved, the hand you once held so tightly, the person you once shared your dream with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's better to have loved and lost, than never loved at all."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-6940122777504869509?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/6940122777504869509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=6940122777504869509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6940122777504869509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6940122777504869509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/01/where-is-love-another-good-friend-of.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8521387316731853253</id><published>2008-01-24T07:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T07:48:35.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Falling out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Satu masa telah terlewati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Benci dan rindu merasuk di kalbu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ada apa dengan cintaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Sulit untuk aku ungkap semua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Jangan pernah bibir tertutup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bicarakan semua yang kau rasakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Cinta itu kita yang rasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Biar sengsara hati kan merana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ada Apa Dengan Cinta?&lt;br /&gt;- Melly Goeslaw feat. Eric -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Bangun jem tujuh, bengong di atas ranjang, and out of the blue, this song came into my mind :S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;feeling: mellow, kurang bobo, dan daku meranaaaa... huhuhuhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8521387316731853253?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8521387316731853253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8521387316731853253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8521387316731853253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8521387316731853253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/01/falling-out.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-3456105022103794419</id><published>2008-01-18T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T07:37:07.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because we all make mistakes..&lt;em&gt; (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; and we all love Carrie Bradshaw&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;“Maybe mistakes are what make our fate... without them what would shape our lives? Maybe if we had never veered off course we wouldn't fall in love, have babies, or be who we are. After all, things change, so do cities, people come into your life and they go. But it's comforting to know that the ones you love are always in your heart... and if you're very lucky, a plane ride away”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156792802535164322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R5Cbu2dmSaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QmjEmGkx74w/s320/city1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-3456105022103794419?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/3456105022103794419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=3456105022103794419&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3456105022103794419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3456105022103794419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/01/because-we-all-make-mistakes.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R5Cbu2dmSaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QmjEmGkx74w/s72-c/city1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-25117165587465780</id><published>2008-01-15T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:07:27.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just another day in my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept on thinking of posting something in the past few days, but by the time i reached home and face my laptop, all thoughts have flown out of my head (the thoughts just escape, maybe my ear hole is too big, or my nose hole is too big?! hopefully there isn't another hole at the back of my head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, tonight i can recall something worth posting (and not too depressing).&lt;br /&gt;Today, is the first time i went to a seminar as an officially registered participant! *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined a seminar once, as a 'walk in' participant, and the rest of the occasions, I joined as a vendor =.='&lt;br /&gt;Today when i saw the vendors, i thought to myself, i used to be in that place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how life take us to different places, with different people, doing different roles, eh?&lt;br /&gt;And all those experiences, things we did, people we met, places we went, shape us to who we are now. Our unique self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In biology, i believe the term that we are looking for is 'differentiation'...&lt;br /&gt;... One week as a student again, and i think i'm already intoxicated)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-25117165587465780?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/25117165587465780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=25117165587465780&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/25117165587465780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/25117165587465780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-another-day-in-my-life-i-kept-on.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-3401895741581412722</id><published>2008-01-03T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T14:31:28.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TOUCHED T_T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'Hi Merry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Thank you for informing me. Do I have any chance to meet you in future? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Regards'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'That's great! Good to hear that you are continuing your studies. Workhard and play hard :-)So see you around and all the best!'&lt;/span&gt; -SH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'Dear Merry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Is pretty sad to hear that you are leaving E**** but happy that you havea new venture in the beginning of year 2008. Happy venture and all the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cheers :-)'&lt;/span&gt; -G-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'Dear Merry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thanks for your support in the past year or so. It's a pleasure knowing you. Have a great time wherever you are going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Best Regards,'&lt;/span&gt; -YW-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Merry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What happened? You left E****...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bakal ngapain nih sekarang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep in touch and Happy New Year to you too'&lt;/span&gt; -SL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;'Hi Merr, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Best of luck in your future endeavours, and hope to see you around again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Best Regards,'&lt;/span&gt; -B-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dear customers.. huhuhu.. SANKYUUUH~~ *sobs* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-3401895741581412722?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/3401895741581412722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=3401895741581412722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3401895741581412722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3401895741581412722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/01/touched-tt-hi-merry-thank-you-for.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-4933511007577553653</id><published>2008-01-02T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T16:07:50.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First Post in 2008!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R3tFfGdmSZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LZPAj6lgvy8/s1600-h/monument_valley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150786999441312146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R3tFfGdmSZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LZPAj6lgvy8/s320/monument_valley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forrest Gump: " That day, for no particular reason, I decided to go for a little run. So I ran to the end of the road. And when I got there, I thought maybe I'd run to the end of town. And when I got there, I thought maybe I'd just run across Greenbow County. And I figured, since I run this far, maybe I'd just run across the great state of Alabama. And that's what I did. I ran clear across Alabama. For no particular reason I just kept on going. I ran clear to the ocean. And when I got there, I figured, since I'd gone this far, I might as well turn around, just keep on going. When I got to another ocean, I figured, since I'd gone this far, I might as well just turn back, keep right on going. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2085081426120144746-4933511007577553653?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/4933511007577553653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=4933511007577553653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4933511007577553653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4933511007577553653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2008/01/forrest-gump-that-day-for-no-particular.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R3tFfGdmSZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LZPAj6lgvy8/s72-c/monument_valley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8288485067463591990</id><published>2007-12-21T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T15:51:31.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day i showed up for work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - woke up hoping that i can take MC. hope not granted, dragged myself to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Public Holiday, no MC needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - I CAN TAKE MC (for some valid reason which i do not want disclose here)!! YAY YAY YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet, i'm now blogging from my office desk.. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;Why? because this morning, in my half conscious state, i remember that 2 of my colleagues is on leave, another one on reservice, and if i took MC, the office will be significantly empty.. and there might be things to do, so someone have to be there to do it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, sometimes i hate myself for being such a nice person. hah =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here i am.&lt;br /&gt;I cleared my table this morning, threw all the junks and brochures that nest on my table. 14 more days to my last day of working, and minus all the public holidays and leaves, that is equal to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;just.4.working.days!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not so thrilled in case you're wondering. it seems so fast. it reminds me of my first day at work here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day, i looked at the desk next to mine, and i could barely see the its surface. and then i stared at my empty desk, wondering how the heck can their desk be so full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from then it gets messier, but i still arrange it neatly everyday before i knock off. after a while, it gets so messy that i can't be bothered to do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it'll be empty again. until someday, another person comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss the moments that i spend here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146325018047039666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R2trVmdmSLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tsdnPNe3-To/s320/24042007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The desk - about 8 months ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146325855565662418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R2tsGWdmSNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/de6Os40GELo/s320/23112007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Patrick with his green boxer hanging by the side of my cubicle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146326667314481378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R2ts1mdmSOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mMUfLFw6N3s/s320/02082007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The two pilot tigers from my neighbouring desk&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/2085081426120144746-8288485067463591990?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8288485067463591990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8288485067463591990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8288485067463591990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8288485067463591990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-wednesday-woke-up-hoping-that-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R2trVmdmSLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tsdnPNe3-To/s72-c/24042007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-6570717223885489605</id><published>2007-12-18T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T16:45:03.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cravings.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/1559555212_020550aca8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/1559555212_020550aca8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/pe2ngkm8/escoret/jagung_ketep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://www.geocities.com/pe2ngkm8/escoret/jagung_ketep.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;jagung bakar&lt;/em&gt;... aka.. BBQ-ed corn (i guess)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with butter and chilli sauce.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2085081426120144746-6570717223885489605?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/6570717223885489605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=6570717223885489605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6570717223885489605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6570717223885489605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/12/cravings.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/1559555212_020550aca8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8660642502706916497</id><published>2007-12-15T03:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T09:15:47.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, not another sleepless night please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd sleepless night in this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time i re-watched one whole season of Sex and The City, without a blink, until its time for me to get up and get ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time, i tried to do the same, but fell asleep halfway through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third time, as you can see, has some effect on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i tried to find a new skin where the entry actually spreads across the entire page, and not just half like this one. But its funny that i can't find a single skin like that. Or is there something that i need to change, somewhere in the html code?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144001856834534978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R2Mqb0iSfkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/okxR7gicZLg/s320/paku+paku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                              *if you come across something that looks like this later on today, it might be me. Say hi!&lt;/span&gt;&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/2085081426120144746-8660642502706916497?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8660642502706916497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8660642502706916497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8660642502706916497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8660642502706916497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-not-another-sleepless-night-please.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R2Mqb0iSfkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/okxR7gicZLg/s72-c/paku+paku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-4610341166723639785</id><published>2007-12-13T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:01:05.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Updates!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know where to start, i have sooooo many things to say! (or write, actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the past week has been quite busy, not with work, nor school (haven't even start =p), but with other 'activities'.. keke.. since my last post when i went to Little Bali, i've gone to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cafe Domus (no GST and service charge.. lol! nice and cosy place, but it's really too well hidden)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Alley Bar (no comment, so-so only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mt Faber (they have fake snow and gigantic christmas tree!! and fake candle light dinner =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Make-up workshop.. (i'm addicted, whoever invent concealer has to be a genious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- St James' Bellini (great band!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tanjong beach @ Sentosa (i actually manage to get a little sun-tan, even though its raining practically almost the whole day, li hai anot?! ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TungLok restaurant @ vivo!!!!! (awww, the dishes, so so yummyy~~~ 4.8 star out of 5, the only reason it's not perfect is the pricing =p. but since, that day the meal is on our boss, it seems soooo perfect! aww~ boss, arigatou gozaimashitaa~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, conclusion is, I'M BROKE! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brrr.. so cold these days.. it has been raining like crazy! and seriously, the rain always gets heavier everytime i stepped out of the door (ANY door!!). The sky, the cloud and the raindrop must've been plotting against me, the girl who never bring her own umbrella even when she know its rainy season.&lt;br /&gt;it has been raining so much that i almost hate year end (including christmas, i'm the grinch in disguise) because it's wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. i still have loads of things to write, but am just too sleepy right now..&lt;br /&gt;gotta continue tomorrow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everybody had a good night sleep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-4610341166723639785?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/4610341166723639785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=4610341166723639785&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4610341166723639785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4610341166723639785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/12/updates-i-dont-even-know-where-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-950056805745636844</id><published>2007-12-07T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:31:18.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdnll.img1.imagechef.com/w/071207/sampefbc02b2cf1afc4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 232px;" src="http://cdnll.img1.imagechef.com/w/071207/sampefbc02b2cf1afc4b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my mom's birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;i wish her happiness, and health, and prosperity, and may all her friends come over to our house to have the biggest and hottest gossiping session. XP&lt;br /&gt;well, i only hope that she enjoys her self today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its too bad, i can't keep her accompany on this special day. it has been like, 5 or 6 consecutive years i think. (and it's sad to think that it might continue this way for the next couple of years too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not like we normally have a huge celebration or anything, but we do try to celebrate, no matter how small it is, and in a way, i think that's what makes it feel more special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss her, i should've posted a present for her, why didn't i think of it before??&lt;br /&gt;oh well, maybe next year i'll give her a surprise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, i'm really missing her, and a whole lot of other people too! *sobs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-950056805745636844?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/950056805745636844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=950056805745636844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/950056805745636844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/950056805745636844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/12/x-today-is-my-moms-birthday-i-wish-her.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-7704689212140682942</id><published>2007-12-07T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:45:35.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year's status (inspired by Vero XD):&lt;br /&gt;- changed my handphone to E65 X), on my hand it's totally under-utilized, but i just like the way it looks~&lt;br /&gt;- 4 pairs of shoes..&lt;br /&gt;- a lot of accessories, and i still can't get enough of 'em&lt;br /&gt;- same goes for make-up kits, they are addictive, i'm telling you..&lt;br /&gt;- 2 bags. they are for work, really, except one&lt;br /&gt;- get hooked to mani-pedi&lt;br /&gt;- dyed my hair reddddd..&lt;br /&gt;- joined gym membership!&lt;br /&gt;- went for diving trip for my first time!!~~&lt;br /&gt;- half way through in getting my driving license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the list, i can sum it all to: it ROCKS being a girl X), even though it means i spend quite a lot on some of the girlie stuff (but they are so FUN, and guy's stuff are even more expensive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but compared to last year, in which i bought my laptop and went for a trip to US, i believe i'm still doing relatively fine =P&lt;br /&gt;other than the list, there are other big happenings in my life too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its been one amazing year (amazingly good, or amazingly bad, that's the question).&lt;br /&gt;most of the changes and the big happenings happen on the latter part of the year (the shopping happens all the way though.. hihi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really flies, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.michellemcauliffe.com/contact/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R1lNOOQ7_HI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oMexYHrnvlY/s320/craftybastards_balloon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141225356362775666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-7704689212140682942?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/7704689212140682942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=7704689212140682942&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7704689212140682942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7704689212140682942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-years-status-inspired-by-vero-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R1lNOOQ7_HI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oMexYHrnvlY/s72-c/craftybastards_balloon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-7731699978907396998</id><published>2007-11-30T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T11:55:07.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One woman's agony, another woman's bliss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(disclaimer: am not talking about me, i'm not in agony, and neither am i blissful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pake bahasa indo aja d.. emosi terlalu meluap2.. keke.. (kaya gunung krakatau aja meluap2..) tapi emang emosi bener rasanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di satu pihak, kayanya gw merasa lo ga berhakkkkkkkk bahagia setelah mengecewakan sahabat gw!! well, at least ga secepat itu, dan ga sebahagia itu, dan GA SEPAMER itu!! keselll gw!! apalagi klo denger org2 nyelamatin lo.. kayanya, halah, perbuatan ky gitu koq yah diselamatin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan, anyway, di laen pihak.. gw mau ngomel2 juga rasanya ga adil bwt cewe itu.. afterall kan dia ga salah.. kan yah emang org2 seharusnya nyelamatin dia, krn dia dapet seorang pacar yg SOO loving =.= dan yah.. emang kebahagiaan dia lah, dan ga seharusnya gw kesel2 kan.. kenal aja engga gt loh, who am i to complain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, setelah gw nulis posting ini, mungkin satu hal yg gw dapet adalah, there is two sides for every story.. mungkin dibalik semua kisah bahagia, selalu ada 'tokoh'2 yg tersembunyi.. yg ceritanya ga ditonjolkan.. mungkin emang harus ada yg menderita? dan semoga, di waktu yg laen, tokoh2 yg 'menderita' ini, bakal menjadi tokoh utama di kisah bahagianya sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semogaa.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this life is no fairy tale, but, hopefully, after all the hardship and bitterness we went through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there is a happily-ever-after ending for all of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138447410084765474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R09usd8g3yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MW97Hk-S4DA/s320/happily+ever+after.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=============================================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dasar boss tukang tipu nih.. kayanya kemaren gw diboongin abis2an ama dia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: biasanya, klo misal lo kuliah dmn, trus PhDnya di tempat yg sama lg, lo ga qualified ntar jd professor. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: hah, masa, yg bener boss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: iy bener, liat aja tu si Dr XX, dia kan gelarnya dr sini semua, skrg dia cuman jd lecturer, ga jd professor.. soalnya kan mereka mikir lo 'jago kandang' doank, dan ga banyak pengalaman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: yah, trus knp ga kasi taunya dr awal2?!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boss: yah, lo ga nanya.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Barusan jg gw ga nanya, tp koq dikasi tau juga?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*keki.., trus hr ini pas gw liat profil nya prof2, banyak banget tuh yg tempat kuliah and tempat PhDnya sama, local pula! * &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pas tu, pas gw cerita lg ke dia, ttg rencana gw untuk mendapatkan cowo ganteng dan kaya raya, dia bilang: cari di gym aja tuh, kynya cocok &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: hah? cocok gmn? sampe skrg gw masi ga kepikiran gmn cara memulai percakapan sama stranger di gymm. masa begini 'excuse me, may i borrow ur towel' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;boss: EEyer!! disgusting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: jd gmn donk? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boss: pura2 aja, basa basi nanya gmn cara pake alatnya, klo ga nanya sekarang jem brp. abis itu di follow up, 'tinggal dmn? kynya gw pernah liat lo &lt;strong&gt;nunggu bus di busstop &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me: *kesel* halah!! boss! orang gw maunya cari cowo ganteng dan kaya raya! masa nunggu di bus stoppp, cape de! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dan setelah itu, dia ngakak dan gw duduk dalam keheningan.. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-7731699978907396998?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/7731699978907396998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=7731699978907396998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7731699978907396998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7731699978907396998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-womans-agony-might-be-another.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R09usd8g3yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MW97Hk-S4DA/s72-c/happily+ever+after.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-6630000336757287670</id><published>2007-11-28T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T11:23:29.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many places all over the world have chinatown. I know Manhattan have Little Italy, and those living in Singapore, must have heard of Little India (it's simply impossible not to know about it). But what I just found out, there's a Little Bali in Singapore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALIIII~~~ okay, i'm exagerrating, but Bali is one of my favorite place. I know its a huge tourism place, and how it is so commercialized and full of expats, and what's more with all the terrorism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but stilll.. the BEACH and all the fun, the NIGHTLIFE, the ART, the FOOD, the friendly people, and their religious way of living here and there, the AMBIENCE, and everything else.. owwwww.... Its not called 'Pulau Dewata' (translated to, Island of the Gods, maybe? can't think of an exact phrase to describe the sentiments) for nothing. Anyway, bottom line is, I'm a huge huge fan of Bali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, back to topic, there's a place called Little Bali in Singapore!! The place is called 'The villa bali" aka Little Bali, it's a bar, where you can dine, and there's a chill out bar too., with Balinese decors, located away from the hustle of the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have described the place and all its nitty gritty details, but i'm not so good with words, and i'll probably bore you to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, here are some reasons why i lurve the place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It is located away from town, but yet, still accessible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The place is so quiet, and relaxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They even played Balinese musicc!!! (followed by Jazz, tho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If you listen catefully, you'll hear crickets on the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Even the waitress is from Bali~ (senangnyaa, bisa diajak ngomong indo.. kekeke X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lots of banana trees, and even bali-style ponds.. fresh air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No Hdb's in sight!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nice bali furnitures.. keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- best of all, for a while, you can forget about the fact that you are in Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics i got from the net! (they don't do justice to the place though, it is about 100x prettier than in the picture, especially at night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137724872031526626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0zdjN8g3uI/AAAAAAAAAEk/e6fKolhCM48/s320/balivilla1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137724880621461266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0zdjt8g3xI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ymjOGXlbed4/s320/balivilla4" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137724876326493938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0zdjd8g3vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Jh_YO8L25Fk/s320/ballivilla2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137724876326493954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0zdjd8g3wI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jHlDiCW3wiA/s320/balivilla3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay~ i better go do some work now..&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/2085081426120144746-6630000336757287670?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/6630000336757287670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=6630000336757287670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6630000336757287670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6630000336757287670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/many-places-all-over-world-have.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0zdjN8g3uI/AAAAAAAAAEk/e6fKolhCM48/s72-c/balivilla1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-109457727458145203</id><published>2007-11-27T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T10:32:31.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling blue, and utterly bored out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of anything interesting to write about, so here goes one bulletin board from friendster to get me through the next 10 minutes or so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.WHAT'S YOUR BROTHER'S NAME?:.&lt;br /&gt;Harry Lukman Gunawan.. (keke.. i wish i have a middle name too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT WERE YOU DOING 10 MINUTESAGO?:.&lt;br /&gt;talking on the phone to some weird customer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. IF YOU WERE A COLOUR, WHAT WOULDYOU BE?.&lt;br /&gt;Last time i would've say green or black, but now, i think i'll go with red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 . MTV, V Channel, OR MYX:.&lt;br /&gt;MTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 . IF YOU COULD GO ANYWHERE RIGHTNOW, WHERE?:.&lt;br /&gt;Neverland, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. NAME A PERSON WHOSE NAME STARTSWITH THE LETTER "D"?:.&lt;br /&gt;Donald Trump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHERE'S THE BEST PLACE TO EAT ICECREAM?:.&lt;br /&gt;at the beach, on a hot sunny day! yummy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT INSCHOOL?:.&lt;br /&gt;maths, or english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. HOW DO YOU MAKE MONEY?.&lt;br /&gt;that's a good question, i'm still trying to figure that out myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 . WHAT COLOUR IS YOUR PHONE?.&lt;br /&gt;metalic brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT ARE YOU DOING TOMORROW?:.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully not what am i doing now again (and today is only freaking tuesday!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU GOT DRUNK?:.&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather not tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. YOU EASY TO GET ALONG WITH?.&lt;br /&gt;I hope so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT MOVIE DO YOU WANT TO SEE RIGHT NOW?:.&lt;br /&gt;The Heartbreak Kid, and Enchanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT'S YOUR FAVOURITE SCARYMOVIE?:.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that someday the world government or the UN will ban scary movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHOSE BIRTHDAY IS COMING UP?:.&lt;br /&gt;my mom's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. DO YOU THINK ANNA NICOLE SMITH KILLED HERSELF?:.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know and I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 . HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO SEA WORLD?:.&lt;br /&gt;Only once! (can you believe that??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 . WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU GOTMAD AT?:.&lt;br /&gt;myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 . HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT?:.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even sure i want one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. HAVE YOU EVER SMOKED?:.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. ARE YOU JUDGMENTAL?:.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody judges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT DO YOU HEAR AT THIS VERYMOMENT?:.&lt;br /&gt;its so depressingly silent in here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. WERE YOU A NERD IN 5TH GRADE??:.&lt;br /&gt;a big one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON TV?.&lt;br /&gt;not that i know of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. DO YOU KNOW ANYONE FROM ALASKA?:.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 . ARE YOU A FAN OF BASKETBALL?:.&lt;br /&gt;So not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. HAVE YOU EVER LOVED SO MUCH THAT YOU'RE WILLING TO SACRIFICE YOUR LIFEFOR HIM/HER?.&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, gotta go back to reality..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-109457727458145203?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/109457727458145203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=109457727458145203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/109457727458145203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/109457727458145203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-feeling-blue-and-utterly-bored-out.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-5984218843786766672</id><published>2007-11-25T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:13:58.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAIYAA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am supposed to study for my advance theory test, but end up blogging here.. kekeke.. i guess the advance theory will just have to wait.. feel like talking non-sense.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past week has been FUN FUN FUN!! kekeke.. X)especially today.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am now RED-HEADED!! kekeke... i dyed my hair red, it is sooo gorgeous. one look at it, and i'm smitten X), but the hair-stylist say the colour is still going to fade, so the color won't be so bright after all..anyway, still nice.. hehe and i luv it alot!! should've dyed my hair red a long long time ago, man! and the stylist is also super nice, she never force me to do any treatment or what so ever.. hee.. *heartzz*&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to V-ro who recommended the place to me, and to Sasa who lend me her discount card.. XD aww~~ you girls make me a very happy red-headed girl.. kekeke.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i'm also a well-fed girl.. keke.. my owner cooked some sphagetti and told me to serve myself.. keke.. the sphagetti is so yummyy~ yum yum.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i helped a friend to do her make up.. hehez.. my very first time.. the result i think is.. ok.. not so horrible.. hahaz.. well, hoped she like it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the pasar-malam crew is back at BoonLay! argh!! do you know the ending part in the movie 'Ten Things I Hate About You'? The bit where the female lead character say:' and lastly, the reason why i hate you, is because.. i love you' (hahz.. something like that.. )&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that is exactly how i feel about the pasar malam snacks.. =P I hate them, because i love themm.. its really difficult to refrain myself from eating them everynight.. gah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, nothing much to say le.. went to walla2 the other night.. nice and cozy place, with great food, great drinks, and live band~ will be coming back there to taste their signature dish, the chicken wings! haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how much i talked about food, and how excited i sound?? keke.. and to think that my trainer asked me to reduce another 1kg by the end of this coming week.. i think i can only tell him 4 words.. 'wait long long bah..' keke... &lt;br /&gt;sorry trainer, i will train hard de!!.. keke.. *hearts u too, la bi xiao xin.. kekeke XD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orh, another thing, from a conversation with my male colleague, i found that, it's amazing what a piece of metal can do underneath a lady's heel (especially one that is rather short like me.. heh). when you took away the metal, this is what happens: 1) elegance turned into 'cuteness' 2) your leg suddenly looks thicker.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its almost december!! christmas just around the corner~ yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh.. okay, time to study now.. sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-5984218843786766672?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/5984218843786766672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=5984218843786766672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5984218843786766672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5984218843786766672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/haiyaa.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-7036471252108988449</id><published>2007-11-23T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T16:30:54.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They are just TOO DARN CUTE to keep to myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPCN8g3pI/AAAAAAAAAD8/LKjvHzq-XLs/s1600-h/panda1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135949693328613010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPCN8g3pI/AAAAAAAAAD8/LKjvHzq-XLs/s320/panda1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPCd8g3qI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TOrwxWper6s/s1600-h/panda2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135949697623580322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPCd8g3qI/AAAAAAAAAEE/TOrwxWper6s/s320/panda2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPCt8g3rI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QHI1cZeDazM/s1600-h/panda3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135949701918547634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPCt8g3rI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QHI1cZeDazM/s320/panda3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPC98g3sI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KUFzxOmalMA/s1600-h/panda5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135949706213514946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPC98g3sI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KUFzxOmalMA/s320/panda5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPDN8g3tI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dyhnQ8n9hfA/s1600-h/panda4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135949710508482258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPDN8g3tI/AAAAAAAAAEc/dyhnQ8n9hfA/s320/panda4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Its this GIANT PANDA (can you imagine.. haha) that gave birth to 16 cute little baby panda..&lt;br /&gt;Ain't they cutee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2085081426120144746-7036471252108988449?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/7036471252108988449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=7036471252108988449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7036471252108988449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7036471252108988449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/they-are-just-too-darn-cute-to-keep-to.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/R0aPCN8g3pI/AAAAAAAAAD8/LKjvHzq-XLs/s72-c/panda1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-2066078548328047145</id><published>2007-11-22T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T09:22:58.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quote of the night by Miss Y:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" If the old one haven't go, the new one can not come what.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. very true indeed.. take care ger.. keke~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-2066078548328047145?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/2066078548328047145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=2066078548328047145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2066078548328047145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/2066078548328047145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/quote-of-night-by-miss-yap-if-old-one.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-7333929338041810987</id><published>2007-11-15T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T01:50:42.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody, ask me where i am tonight. pleaseee... hehehehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae, i'll just say it anyway.. i was at the 72nd level of this building.. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132752579149137810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RzszRrgnh5I/AAAAAAAAADs/uwh7WfecGH4/s320/new+asia+bar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap.. went for a drink at the New Asia Bar. The name doesn't sound so glam, but.. the place is pretty nice. Here is what it looks like from the inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132752583444105122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RzszR7gnh6I/AAAAAAAAAD0/NPAtM-NotOI/s320/newasiabar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd floor (72th floor from ground) is reserved for VIP, so we can only sit on the first floor. there was a lot of angmohs there. infact, almost all of the table were occupied by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with IX, whom i know from the exhibition. We had fun, well, i know i had fun, surely hope he had too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked about many things (i talked about WAY too much things actually =.=' ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its a refreshing experience.. haven't been out to that kind of place for, like, ages.. so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx to IX who intro me to the place =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-7333929338041810987?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/7333929338041810987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=7333929338041810987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7333929338041810987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7333929338041810987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/somebody-ask-me-where-i-am-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RzszRrgnh5I/AAAAAAAAADs/uwh7WfecGH4/s72-c/new+asia+bar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-1351425088530665936</id><published>2007-11-13T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T10:07:21.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy day~~ yay yay yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. today is such a happy day. And it is true what people say, that when you smile, the whole world smiles with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the day with a stomach cramp actually, and feeling kinda cranky in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;so.. when did my mood change exactly? i'm not sure too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it have something to do with the smoked salmon sandwich (lol.. gluttony has its own way to made my day). I was pleasantly surprised with the 'special' sandwich that i don't see so often (normally is the boring tuna mayo.. yucks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i started to joke around, and decided that being gloomy all day will just make my day even worse.. so, just put on my best smile and said hi to everybody who visited our booth. it worked, my day eventually gets better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we joked around, AN show me the site to watch all those korean dramas... CY say i siao liao.. (so happy for wat, sure got very good thing nv share with us one... say leh..), even joked with the neighbouring vendor (they are very.. =.=.. come late.. still laugh at me.. haiz.. they are lucky to have such kind and friendly neighbours like us.. heh heh heh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, at around 5, they serve beers, and i helped my self a glass of it, and became even more high..&lt;br /&gt;when i was going to go home, i was actually kinda feeling down, cause i was in the mood for shopping, but no one to go with me..&lt;br /&gt;when finally... AN decided to close down the booth early, and go shopping with me!! yayy.. so happy.. haha.. I *hearts* AN.. heheh.. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we went marina square to look for shoes, found some cute ones, there's one that AN say looks like Hello Kitty's shoe.. lol (but now, when i come to think of it, does hello kitty even wear shoe??? )&lt;br /&gt;and dunno since when, we end up looking at clothes, and completely forget about the shoe.. there's a very cute dress at Mango, but it's rather ex, about 75$ for a simple dress..&lt;br /&gt;i end up buying a dress at the next shop (yay!! i found a really gorgeous dress!! wheee... ) it's kind expensive, but its okay.. la la la.. hehe.. because the dress is really pretty, and i SO love it~&lt;br /&gt;so after that we head to the mrt, AN meeting her friend, i meeting QM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting him was not bad too, he treat me a cup of capuccino.. and then explained to me about a plan.. he say i'm getting darker, but i know that i'm certainly not getting darker, so i tell him 'is not i getting darker, i getting slimmer.. hehe..' i think he almost vomit blood.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so that's it.. but seriously, today somehow, the people i met are so friendly and helpful.. after QM went off, i went to NTUC to buy a weighing machine. and the auntie that helped me to look for it is super duper nice.. she even recommend me which color to get, and show me all the pattern.. lol.. cute auntie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when i went to watson to ask whether they sell clothes hanger cause i couldn't find them at NTUC, the person also kindly recommend me to try John Little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's not a big deal, but i appreciate the small gestures that these people make.. the auntie can just show me the weighing machine then went off; the watson guy can just tell me that they don't sell hanger and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. all in all, today is a very nice day.. heh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(now must go gym more often.. to look better in the dress.. cause if the dress so pretty, but the figure who wears is not so nice, it won't do justice for the dress.. heh.. so i must jia you luhh.. like what the other trainer said a few days ago, 'must work hard...' hehe.. okay sir~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tomorrow will be a good day too... hee.. smilezzzzz XDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132376755489637458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rzndd3RuhFI/AAAAAAAAADk/wB3Sg-u11wc/s320/u.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(eh, how come got your photo here?? =P)&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/2085081426120144746-1351425088530665936?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/1351425088530665936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=1351425088530665936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1351425088530665936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1351425088530665936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-day-yay-yay-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rzndd3RuhFI/AAAAAAAAADk/wB3Sg-u11wc/s72-c/u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-6552875826496532359</id><published>2007-11-13T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T02:25:36.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somewhere at a small corner of a tiny island called singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z: So, who 're you stayin' with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z: Nobody??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Yeah. I rent a room just for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z: Wow, you're a big girl, aren't ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: well.. yea, i guess i am. &lt;em&gt;(now then you know, huh?! xp)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm a big girl, and big girls don't cry, y'all! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132019053433357362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RziYI3RuhDI/AAAAAAAAADU/iui3af6HAQo/s320/tough+chick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and another one..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: 这样也好. 你要独立.&lt;br /&gt;me: orhh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132019057728324674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RziYJHRuhEI/AAAAAAAAADc/hc7hzU9ERjI/s320/one+tough+cookie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LoL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(my face looks kinda like this with all the pimples, except of course not that round~ hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-6552875826496532359?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/6552875826496532359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=6552875826496532359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6552875826496532359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6552875826496532359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/somewhere-at-small-corner-of-tiny.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RziYI3RuhDI/AAAAAAAAADU/iui3af6HAQo/s72-c/tough+chick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-5851534976731094246</id><published>2007-11-12T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:09:35.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>周杰倫 - 我不配&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPYnLPBKyB0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xPYnLPBKyB0&amp;rel=1" 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/2085081426120144746-5851534976731094246?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/5851534976731094246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=5851534976731094246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5851534976731094246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5851534976731094246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-7046355728351282213</id><published>2007-11-09T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:47:10.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It suddenly occurs to me, that when someone confess his/her weaknesses in front of others, there's something brave in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bravery to be honest and humble, to put down all the pride and show people your true self, no matter how good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by sharing your weaknesses, others may learn from it. and maybe, one can find some relieve, knowing that they are the not only one in the world having these weaknesses, while everyone else appears to be so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll never know what's behind closed doors, or what people keep inside their hearts and behind their smiles. But at least i know, that it take great strength to admit your weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'We should tell each other this stuff' -- Lynette Scavo, Desperate housewives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-7046355728351282213?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/7046355728351282213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=7046355728351282213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7046355728351282213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7046355728351282213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-suddenly-occurs-to-me-that-when.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-3302620774345252023</id><published>2007-11-07T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:53:31.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somehow, this is me in the mind of my (lame) colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between him and him:&lt;br /&gt;CY: i brought a pack of XX chocolate; in case we do not have time for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DL (probably getting hungry): aiya, give to me first.. later we sure have time for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CY: Please loh, even if later we have time lunch, i might as well put the chocolate in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DL: put in the fridge? don't, Merry will eat it (&lt;em&gt;!!!! grrrr.. i won't!!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CY: haha.. no lo, she won't eat (&lt;em&gt;was touched at this point of time, until..&lt;/em&gt;). because, she scared fat &lt;em&gt;(=.= err.. you do know me well, but..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DL: huh, i don't believe. i'll bet she'll eat it. I'll give you 5 bucks if she doesn't eat it, but you have to offer her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CY: ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in office, the two came back with a mischievous grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CY, even to the extend of waving the XX chocolate in front on my nose: Merry, I got chocolate leh... i put in the fridge ah.. please help yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew these two were up to no good, i can &lt;em&gt;smell&lt;/em&gt; the ill intentions, they probably want to tease me for going to the gym every now and then, and now determined to make me fat. so, i just brushed him off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until later, me: hungry eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CY: there, got chocolate in the fridge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: dun wan lah.. i got so many pimple already, you still want to give me chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there was definitely a victory smile on his face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, he treat me a can drink with his 5 bucks (only a can drink?!) and tell me the whole story, and pat my back =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr.. how the hell do they get that kind of impression about me... faint.&lt;br /&gt;well, anyway, no offense taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i've been meaning to post this for sometime. not because i'm proud of myself for not eating the chocolate. but as reminder not to be so obvious the next time around... (geez, i wonder, what else do they think of me.. but then, again, maybe i'd rather not know.. they are so lamee)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-3302620774345252023?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/3302620774345252023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=3302620774345252023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3302620774345252023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3302620774345252023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/somehow-this-is-me-in-mind-of-my-lame.html' title=''/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8407457509018440677</id><published>2007-11-05T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:53:15.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I changed my blog skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;found some really nice ones when i was browing through this afternoon (Sshh, don't tell my boss).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the snapshots of some that i like: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129290105645464898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Ry7mLMjsfUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/92h16UfEDAo/s320/skin1-nverland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The words say: ' A place where dreams are born, and times stand still; and your heart will fly on wings, forever in never land'. Nice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129290419178077554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Ry7mdcjsfXI/AAAAAAAAADM/rzhs_ZFfWJo/s320/skin4-letting+go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and some really cute ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129290419178077538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Ry7mdcjsfWI/AAAAAAAAADE/70VMqRtWrn4/s320/skin3-friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129290414883110226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Ry7mdMjsfVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fiJcZmi1cH4/s320/skin2-poor+eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8407457509018440677?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8407457509018440677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8407457509018440677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8407457509018440677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8407457509018440677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-skin.html' title='New Skin'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Ry7mLMjsfUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/92h16UfEDAo/s72-c/skin1-nverland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-692078380361155503</id><published>2007-11-05T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T16:07:13.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG Changes</title><content type='html'>BIG BIG changes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get dizzy just by thinking of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i need to move out, and find a new place to stay (duh, packing and unpacking my stuffs again!! #$%$!!)&lt;br /&gt;status: Room, found&lt;br /&gt;Mover, found&lt;br /&gt;Date, to be confirmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. back to school&lt;br /&gt;Status: Supervisor, not found&lt;br /&gt;Status (full/part time), unknown&lt;br /&gt;Job, big unknown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my own personal status&lt;br /&gt;Status: single, again (bah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think these changes are not big enough, mind you, my life revolves mostly around them. i spend 9 hours everyday on my work, more than 8 hourse daily in my room (that's 17 out of 24 in total), and his messages in my phone inbox sums more than everyone else's combined together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like a new life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of working and worrying about numbers, and customer, i'll probably be doing experiments and reading journals. I no longer have to worry about what to wear, because i can wear anything, and not worry whether i'll be meeting any important customer. i'll miss the office clothes shopping though, sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be another new scenery when i look out of the window. I'll be seeing new faces when i come out of my room. A new set of furniture, new bus stop, blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll get considerably less messages, and no more 'good night and sweet dream's. I miss them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a supertitious person. but one day, when i was thinking about all these changes, i suddenly wonder if this have something to do with the fact that next year is the 'mouse year', in which i was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed, 12 years ago at this time around, i did have some really big changes in my life, too:&lt;br /&gt;1. i had been attending morning school all my life, when i suddenly had to attend afternoon school&lt;br /&gt;Red: the reason was because afternoon school fee was way cheaper. but, if i did not attend the afternoon class, I won't meet my first and most memorable crush (i was so rejected), and my very very best friends (you guys are so so worth the change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my parents were finally, officially divorced&lt;br /&gt;Red: even back then, i knew this is a good thing. we are finally free, no more over-night quarrels, the deadly cold war, etc etc. my mom was alone but free. and my life wouldn't be so happy if he is around (i would have missed all the late night parties, the sleep overs, and the early suppers). My mom's happy too, she has tons of friends now. To 'dad': Have a good life, and thanks for leaving us alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I just moved to a new house, too&lt;br /&gt;Red: i used to have a beautiful beautiful house, by the beach!! (i repeat, by the beach!!! it's like, my dream house now!). Anyway, we had to move because it's far from the school and we can no longer afford a driver to send me to school everyday, and also because clean water was rather scarce in that area. so, we get a house that is nearer to school, and cheaper too. Boy, i was so sad to leave that house. The new house wasn't even half as beautiful as the previous house. But again, if i didn't move, i doubt my friend would willingly gave me a lift to my house everytime we went out. so, it's a good thing afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, see?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are so similar.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't think the two experience is similar, i don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;They even involve the same things, school, staying place, and relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only hope now is that, everything will turn out good, as how it had turned out to be 12 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;i still kinda miss my old by-the-beach house. I have not only one, but two fish ponds &gt;.&lt;, and the memoriess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first learned how to bike on the pavement there. My maid made me wear very long socks. To prevent wounds, she said. but then i overheard her chatting with her friend, that i looked so ridiculously funny wearing those football socks. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to act like a big girl and shower with locked door. I ended up locking myself inside the bathroom and couldn't open it. My maid have to ask for my neighbour's help to 'rescue' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having no rubber ducky, i took my mum's wooden fruit-shaped decoration to bathe. She was so angry, because she took them home on her lap from Bali, and the skin of the fruits were all peeled off after one bathing session. (morale of the story: if you love your decorations, whatever it is, do provide some rubber duckies for your growing up kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother poked me with pencil, the mark is still on my leg now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really remember the rest, but there are much, much more..*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-692078380361155503?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/692078380361155503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=692078380361155503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/692078380361155503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/692078380361155503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/big-changes.html' title='BIG Changes'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-4995831231867182723</id><published>2007-11-01T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:52:03.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The power caffeine</title><content type='html'>the power of caffeine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, working effectively for almost 2.5 hours already,&lt;br /&gt;took only toilet breaks, and now, blogging break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My, my, what will i do without caffeine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-4995831231867182723?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/4995831231867182723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=4995831231867182723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4995831231867182723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4995831231867182723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/11/power-caffeine.html' title='The power caffeine'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-2495991775436892425</id><published>2007-11-01T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T13:02:02.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what will i do without music?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RyldOsjsfSI/AAAAAAAAACk/75LhgEZHr7k/s1600-h/jayyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;哪里有彩虹告诉我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;能不能把我的愿望还给我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;为什么天这么安静&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;所有云都跑到我这里&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;有没有口罩一个给我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;释怀说了太多就成真不了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也许时间是一种解药&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也是我现在正服下的毒药&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;看不见你的笑我怎么睡得着&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你的身影这么近我却抱不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;没有地球太阳还是会绕&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;没有理由我也能自己走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你要离开我知道很简单&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你说依赖是我们的阻碍&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就算放开那能不能别没收我的爱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;当作我最后才明白&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;有没有口罩一个给我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;释怀说了太多就成真不了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也许时间是一种解药&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也是我现在正服下的毒药&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;不见你的笑我怎么睡得着&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你的身影这么近我却抱不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;没有地球太阳还是会绕&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;没有理由我也能自己走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你要离开我知道很简单&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你说依赖是我们的阻碍&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就算放开那能不能别没收我的爱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;当作我最后才明白&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;看不见你的笑要我怎么睡得着&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你的身影这么近我却抱不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;没有地球太阳开始环绕环绕&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;没有理由我也能自己走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;掉是我说了太多&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就成真不了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也许时间是一种解药解药&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;也是我现在正服下的毒药&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你要离开我知道很简单&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;你说依赖是我们的阻碍&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;就算放开那能不能别没收我的爱&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;当作我最后才明白&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;周杰伦-彩虹作曲:周杰伦作词:周杰伦&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;beautiful song, handsome Jay~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127732454151191858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Ryldf8jsfTI/AAAAAAAAACs/Q-eGJzCi0LQ/s320/jayyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;*Hearts*&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/2085081426120144746-2495991775436892425?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Ryldf8jsfTI/AAAAAAAAACs/Q-eGJzCi0LQ/s72-c/jayyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-124206316824862606</id><published>2007-10-27T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:23:54.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let the song say it all..</title><content type='html'>Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me?&lt;br /&gt;All things are gonna happen naturally&lt;br /&gt;Oh, taking your advice and I'm looking on the bright side&lt;br /&gt;And balancing the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but at often times those words get tangled up in lines&lt;br /&gt;And the bright light turns to night&lt;br /&gt;Oh, until the dawn it brings&lt;br /&gt;Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved&lt;br /&gt;What you and I spoke of&lt;br /&gt;And others just read of&lt;br /&gt;Others only read of, of the love&lt;br /&gt;Of the love that I loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I'm all about them words&lt;br /&gt;Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words.&lt;br /&gt;More words than I had ever heard, and I feel so alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved&lt;br /&gt;What you and I spoke of (of, of)&lt;br /&gt;And others just read of&lt;br /&gt;And if you could see me now&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you and I, you and I&lt;br /&gt;Not so little you and I anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this silence brings a moral story&lt;br /&gt;More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved&lt;br /&gt;What you and I spoke of (of, of)&lt;br /&gt;And others just read of&lt;br /&gt;And if you could see me now&lt;br /&gt;Well, then I'm almost finally out of&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally out of&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally deedeedeedeedeedee&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm almost finally, finally&lt;br /&gt;Well I am free&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's okay if you had to go away&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just remember the telephones&lt;br /&gt;well, they work in both ways&lt;br /&gt;But if I never ever hear them ring&lt;br /&gt;If nothing else I'll think the bells inside&lt;br /&gt;Have finally found you someone else and that's okay&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll remember everything you sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you and I both loved&lt;br /&gt;What you and I spoke of (of, of)&lt;br /&gt;And others just read of&lt;br /&gt;and if you could see me now&lt;br /&gt;Well, then I'm almost finally out of&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally out of&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally deedeedeedeedeede&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm almost finally, finally&lt;br /&gt;Out of words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/simon/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-4620971159333452696</id><published>2007-10-24T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T13:27:53.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kindness on earth</title><content type='html'>Alot of people told me that i'm too simple minded and naive for a girl my age, but luckily, i am very lucky. That roughly explains how i survived 23 years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of those lucky days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, i rushed off to office like mad. 10 minutes after reaching my office, i rushed off for my appointment.&lt;br /&gt;So i flag a cab, and just be the normal me in the morning (grumpy, being mean to taxi driver, refuse to do small talk, especially to those who do not know their way and have to ask me for direction).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes later, i finally reached my destination, and to my horror, I couldn't find my wallet!! dig my bag like crazy, but still no sign of it. #$%&amp;amp;^%^&amp;amp;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, i act calm, and just told the taxi driver that 'sorry, i seemed to have forgotten my wallet, can you take me back to Lower Delta?'&lt;br /&gt;The taxi driver agreed to do so, and then he make a U-turn. so, i started calling my customer to cancel my appointment. But to my surprise, the taxi driver suddenly stop and say:'miss, so now you want to go back and take your wallet ah?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *haiz.. do you have to remind me??! i'm pissed enough with myself already* 'yes please' grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi uncle(TU): nvm lah... you don't need to pay me lah.. i'll just drop you here.. you rush here rush there oso no use..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: '...' *touched, but still confused* 'but if you drop me here, how am i going to go back later?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TU: 'oo.. ic ic, ok la...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: suddenly thought that TU's idea is not bad, later i can just flag a cab and ask the driver to wait while i go get my wallet.. 'eh uncle... i think u drop me here lah.. can?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TU: 'ok ok, later u borrow money from your friend lah.. or you want me to give you some cash first?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shocked, i thought evolution has drove all people with such kindness to extinction* 'Huh?? no need, no need! you just drop me here, and may be you can give me your bank account number, i'll transfer the money later on'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TU: 'ok ok, later i give you, no worries la.. take your time and settle your things first'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi driver left me feeling like Cruella DeVil faced with some angel. But still, i think it's very nice of the taxi driver to do so!! He could have done so many mean things, and i know i deserve it. For example:&lt;br /&gt;- He can be angry and curse me and totally ruin my day&lt;br /&gt;- He can just don't care about me and just drive me back to my office, causing me to waste about 30$&lt;br /&gt;- He might even kidnap me and sell me off to geylang (Horror!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, it is hard for me to believe that a stranger can be so kind to me. He even refuse when i offer him my contact number, in case he doesn't receive the fund transfer. I have always thought it is a cold and cruel world out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, TU, you changed my mind. From now on, i shall be nice to all taxi driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;How many taxi driver would do that? 5? And i meet one of them on the day i forgot my wallet, such luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(have never striked any 4D or toto though, i wonder why)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-4620971159333452696?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/4620971159333452696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=4620971159333452696&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4620971159333452696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/4620971159333452696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/10/kindness-on-earth.html' title='kindness on earth'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-1403712420031222376</id><published>2007-10-22T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:18:39.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I never thought i'll hear</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;- when doing express manicure -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another auntie beside me: "is that nail polish number 293?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "yes" *amazed, this auntie knows nail polish by its code number*&lt;br /&gt;auntie: "nice hor, somemore your nail so long"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staff: " your nail very pretty hor.. so tiny.."&lt;br /&gt;me: *grin* "Thanks.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is my nail used to be very ugly.&lt;br /&gt;My mom spent years trying to stop me from biting my nails, she forced me to wear gloves, put plaster on my fingers, give me lectures on how my nail-bitting is an escapade of other problems, etc etc. My friends can't agree more with my mom, they even say that my nails looks like the kind of nail that a person in a fruit stall will have (because they cut open fruit using bare hand. Barbaric, i don't know how my friend get that kind of impression on fruit stalls)&lt;br /&gt;People who have the same habit as me told me that it is impossible to stop.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend laughed at me when i wanted to buy nail art sticker (my nail still very ugly then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent almost 21 out of 23 years of my life having ugly nails!!&lt;br /&gt;So, it is kinda hard to believe that i kicked out that habit (applause to me!! yay~). And i just went for express mani yesterday, so now my nails have sparkling red blood colour (so gorgeus!! i think my 5$ totally worth it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la.. i have pretty nails.. X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;- when just walking around NTU -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I had a bad day, was grumbling to myself, hoping to find a taxi out of nowhere or someone who offered me a lift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger in white van: "Miss, do you know how to go to NTU triple e?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "err.. its rather far from here" then attempt to figure out the direction..&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: "eh, its ok la.. i'll just go around and try to find my way. Btw, you.. *mumble mumble*"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Excuse me?"&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: "Er no.. i just said, you have a nice figure"&lt;br /&gt;Me: *blush* (not sure to be happy or angry, after all that stranger might be a pervert) "... thanks" then quickly walk off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i reached my office, i went straight ahead to the ladies, but what i saw in the mirror is just a normal me, having lower than average figure. And when i bumped into my trainer later that day, he told me: 'you must control your diet hor! eat less a bit ok' -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still...&lt;br /&gt;la la la.. some people think i have nice figure! X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- on the phone -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boss in panic state: die die die... i just finish from NUS (when he is supposed to be in NTU an hour before)&lt;br /&gt;me: its ok boss, relax.. breathe in.. breathe out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(joking, i never said that. But the part about my boss panicking is real, i have a cute boss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;-completely unrelated, from Ugly Betty -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="w:Betty_Suarez" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Betty_Suarez"&gt;Betty&lt;/a&gt;: You broke up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="w:Ugly_Betty" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ugly_Betty#Walter"&gt;Walter&lt;/a&gt;: For, like, two days. It takes longer than that to digest corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Ugly Betty (when is the 2nd season coming out?!!) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-1403712420031222376?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/1403712420031222376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=1403712420031222376&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1403712420031222376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1403712420031222376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/10/things-i-never-thought-ill-heard.html' title='Things I never thought i&apos;ll hear'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-6406077326025038679</id><published>2007-10-14T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:13:15.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little glimpse of my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think love is overrated. What make the world goes round? Can’t be love, people make love like crazy on some part of the world, and still, others die of hunger. May be it is money? Or even better, I think its electricity, imagine NY without electricity, imagine the whole world without electricity. I bet that’ll make the world stop, even if only for a moment&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;If you are given a chance to change something in your life, what would you change?&lt;br /&gt;I can think of a lot of things that I would really love to change, but, one change always leads to other changes, and I don’t really fancy changes. So I guess I’ll just take my life as it is right now, with all the stupid mistakes and decision I made in the past.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I miss summer 2006. I miss ALL the people.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;The most crushing moment is when you are swelling with confidence and feeling on top of the world, and then you find out that there is nothing in you to be confident of; it has been your illusion all along.&lt;br /&gt;Or, the feeling that you are missing someone so, so badly, but that someone doesn’t miss you back.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I wish I can turn back time. Not to change anything, but just to relive the moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always a first time for everything, and it’ll be the most memorable. First day at school, first love, first thing that you cooked (water, rice and instant noodles not counted), first thing you made by hand, first boy band you like, first part time job, first own room. So, how long has it been since you do something for the first time?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I believe in standing up for my rights and pursuing my dreams. I believe everybody is equal. People may be different, but equal still. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-6406077326025038679?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/6406077326025038679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=6406077326025038679&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6406077326025038679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6406077326025038679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-glimpse-of-my-mind.html' title='A little glimpse of my mind'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-660500782154094382</id><published>2007-10-11T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T21:40:49.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted</title><content type='html'>I am addicted to books. in libraries i always promise myself to borrow not more than two (because the books are heavy), but i always end up borrowing no less than four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even find books more addicting than watching movies. the thrill of flipping the pages, knowing well that you are coming near to the end of the story, the feeling when you are disturbed and have to stop reading, indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do realize that i sound geeky, but at least its better to be addicted in reading than addicted in, say,  drugs, or alcohol, because 1) books are certainly cheaper than the two i mentioned (10$ to become library member); 2) you can bring them everywhere, trains and buses, beaches and swimming pools (read a good book while sun tanning, best!), cafes, toilets (!), virtually everywhere; 3) they don't make you lose weight excessively, or gain some beer belly; 4) improve on my english; 5) i appear intellectual X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds to me a sentence in a book called 'Liquidation'. it says something like this: "... reading, as a narcotic that blurs out the wavy outline of life...".&lt;br /&gt;how true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-660500782154094382?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/660500782154094382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=660500782154094382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/660500782154094382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/660500782154094382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/10/addicted.html' title='Addicted'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-7327137815662992768</id><published>2007-09-29T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T20:15:33.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad a Fun Dae~~</title><content type='html'>hee.. a few days before or after today is children's day. I do not know exactly when, but i know it's nearby X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? because this morning in my swimming lesson, my instructor give us presentsss (thanks for including me as one of the 'children', uncle K***Y) hehe.. The present is a bag, and a small towel, and bundle of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course you can only see the first two items, but the last one is definitely more precious than the first two. so, today, after about 40 minutes of lesson, he took the small children to go play at the lazy river, and he pretend to be sharkk!!.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought it was lame, but he and the children are having SO much fun it is contagious. there's a little girl whose two front tooth is missing, hide behind the wall, and wait until the 'shark' pass her by, and then she proudly gave me a big wide grin, because now the shark can never catch her. and there's another boy, who insists to be the 'skateboard-man'. so he ride on the skateboard, and let the current in the lazy river to push him. well, this skateboard-man turns out to be the slowest among the crowd.  when we are getting farther and farther away from him, he shouted and asked us to wait for him. When we ignore him, he then angrily try to throw his 'skateboard' to us.. lol.. of course he is so far behind us, the board doesn't even come near us.&lt;br /&gt;after the lazy river session, Uncle K let them play slide. SLIDE!!! imagine how happy the children were. i didn't go with them, instead i just stay beside the pool and waited for them to come out of the slides one by one. let me tell you, it was soooo fun, looking at their happy and excited faces when they just come out of the slide ride. it was so hilarious looking at their different happy expressions. gosh, kids can be so cute, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my swimming session, i met Sa** to work-out together. it's my first time working out with someone, normally i'll go alone. we saw my trainer at the front door, giving out pamphlets. my mean-faced and scary-looking trainer (but today he smiles at me, so yeah.. i guess i should stop saying that he is mean-faced and scary-looking, someone actually say he's quite handsome.. oh well.. to me he is now the mean-faced-and-scary-looking-but-smile-to-me  trainer... lol)&lt;br /&gt;We joined two classes (tiring body combat and stressful capoeira fitness) and after that we went Sauna!! i don't even know that my gym have sauna and steam bath room. so we went to the sauna for about 20 minutes, and i was sweating so much by then. but still, the sauna session was sooo refreshing.. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, me and Sa** went to the village to drink some juice (my, my, aren't we having such a healthy life style.. hee..) and then, walk around takashimaya, and saw many cute stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;our best catch, i'd say, is a pink polkadot bikini, with glittering hearts all over them. i admit having a slight desire to buy it. we agreed that it is best worn on a honey-moon. but in the end, we think it's best to give as a present to one of our good friends on her wedding day. LOL. if only she knew =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-7327137815662992768?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/7327137815662992768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=7327137815662992768&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7327137815662992768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/7327137815662992768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/09/wad-fun-dae.html' title='Wad a Fun Dae~~'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-5281149524379721983</id><published>2007-09-24T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T11:20:52.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the deadly combo set</title><content type='html'>PUSH! no, i'm not giving birth or anything of that sort. but i sure get the feeling like you're tired and exhausted but you have no choice other than to do it so that you can get it over and done with as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;i got that during my first session with a personal trainer from cal fitness. the guy who becomes my personal trainer is called k**, 37 yrs old, average height, crew cut hair, mean face, and i can't help but noticing that he have a built upper body but slender legs. Frankly, if he wasn't the one that is allocated to be my personal trainer, i would have stayed away from him, mainly because of the mean face, and the merciless look. But he turns out to be okay, we even joked.&lt;br /&gt;so that session, i learnt about which machine to use to strengthen which muscle, and the different stretching technique for each muscle. first few machines, when he asked if i'm okay, i can honestly give him a big wide smile and say that i'm fine. but by the time we reach the last machine, my legs are all wobbly, and shaky, and i am noticibly smelly from all the sweating (big credit for k** being able to withstand all the smells)&lt;br /&gt;we both know that it's time to stop when: 1. the time is over, obviously; 2. i can only do 9 crunches out of the requested 25.&lt;br /&gt;after that, he went off for his next client, and i'm off to do my cardio. when i'm finished for the day, i feel refreshed, not a single muscle pain. well, not until the next day, after i finished swimming. I can barely move without aching, almost all parts of my body is heavy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ From Rataouille ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rémy: &lt;em&gt;"This is me. I think it's apparent I need to rethink my life a little bit. What's my problem?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusteau: [as a book illustration] &lt;em&gt;If you are hungry, go up and look around, Rémy. Why do you wait and mope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Rémy: &lt;em&gt;Well, I just lost my family... all my friends. Probably forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusteau: &lt;em&gt;How do you know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rémy: &lt;em&gt;I...uh...you are an illustration. Why am I talking to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusteau: &lt;em&gt;Oh, you just lost your family, all your friends. You are lonely&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Rémy: &lt;em&gt;Yeah... well, you're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Gusteau: &lt;em&gt;Ah, but that is no match for wishful thinking! If you focus on what you left behind, you will never be able to see what lies ahead. Now go up and look around!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-5281149524379721983?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/5281149524379721983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=5281149524379721983&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5281149524379721983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5281149524379721983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/09/deadly-combo-set-push-no-im-not-giving.html' title='the deadly combo set'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8149816793097598448</id><published>2007-09-18T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T13:56:42.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;I never knew perfection till&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;I heard you speak, and now it kills me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Just to hear you say the simple things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Now waking up is hard to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;And sleeping's impossible, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Everything is reminding me of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;What can I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;It's not right, not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Say the word that you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe we're better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm not fine, I'm in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;It's harder everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe we're better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;It's better that we break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;A fool to let you slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;I chase you just to hear you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;You're scared and that you think that I'm insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;The city looks so nice from here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Pity, I can't see it clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;While you're standing there, it disappears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;It disappears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;It's not right, not okay&lt;br /&gt;Say the word that you say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're better off this way&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fine, I'm in pain&lt;br /&gt;It's harder everyday&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're better off this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better that we break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Saw you sitting all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;You're fragile and you're cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;But that's all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Life these days are getting rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;They've knocked you down and beat you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;But it's just a roller coaster anyway, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not right, not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Say the word that you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe we're better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm not fine, I'm in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;It's harder everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe we're better off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;It's better that we break, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;- Better that we break -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;- Maroon 5 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&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/2085081426120144746-8149816793097598448?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8149816793097598448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8149816793097598448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8149816793097598448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8149816793097598448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/09/sad-song.html' title='A sad song'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-1723089656562494251</id><published>2007-09-11T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T10:38:37.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz.. GJ</title><content type='html'>**PERTAMA**&lt;br /&gt;= Awalan PERTAMA nama kamu siapa?&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm..... *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Prestasi PERTAMA yg paling kamu banggain?&lt;br /&gt;Masuk rangking 10 besar waktu di SMA.. wakaka.. *betapa indahnya jaman2 SMA.. kangennnnn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Hal PERTAMA yg selalu kamu lakuin ketika bangun tidur?&lt;br /&gt;Sikat gigi dunkss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Apakah kamu anak PERTAMA dkeluargamu?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**SEKARANG**&lt;br /&gt;= Gimana prasaan kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;ga ada kerjaann.. huhu.. sampe kapan kaya begini terus... tidakk~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Lagi pengen apa SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;belajar basic theory test aja d.. biar kaga ngefail lg. huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Merk sepatu yang kamu suka SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;apa ajah, asal murah meriah n enak dipake, + tahan lama.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Merk jam yang kamu suka sekarang?&lt;br /&gt;baby G... biar tampil sporty.. huehue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Baju kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;wetss... pake jaket putih hadiah ultahh, kaos gambar kelinci.. n rok coklat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Rambut kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;di iket setengahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Barang yang didekat kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;banyak macem.. yg paling deket sih keyboard komputer ini kynya.. kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Warna kesukaan kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;IJO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Angka kesukaan kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;23.. krn aye baru aja ultah.. huahua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Benda kesayangan kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;boneka beruang yg selalu dipelok2 tiap malem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Warna hp kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;coklat metalik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Yang lagi kamu dengerin SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;kantor nya hening gini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Pacar kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;you noe i noe la.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Gebetan kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;ga ada gebet2an de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Minuman kesukaan kamu SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;aer putihh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Kamu pengen clubbing SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;klo ladies nite ajahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Lagi pengen ketemu sapa SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;customer yg mau beli mikroskop 100 unit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Ngapain aja SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;halah.. ngisi bulbo yg GJ ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Yang kamu butuhkan SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;kerjaan yg jelas dan mengasikkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Apa yang kamu harapkan SEKARANG?&lt;br /&gt;naek gaji.. huahaha... n jalan2 ama mami ke france.. lol *masi kena efek2 ntn ratatouille*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**TERAKHIR**&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR pergi/jalan, ke mana?&lt;br /&gt;minggu.. daera esplanade situ dee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR ngmpul ama temen2, ngapain?&lt;br /&gt;makan, foto2, n makan lg.. hahz.. good life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR mimpi, ttg apa?&lt;br /&gt;ga ada mimpi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR olah raga apa?&lt;br /&gt;Berenangg.. ihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR dipeluk/memeluk?&lt;br /&gt;memeluk, boneka beruang yg ud agak dekil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= 4 digit TERAKHIR no hp kamu ?&lt;br /&gt;**** hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR malu abis-abisan, karenaapa?&lt;br /&gt;kayanya urat malu ud kendor,ga inget lg kapan terakhir merasa malu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR nangis, karena apa?&lt;br /&gt;wuts... ada dee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR ketawa cekikikan, karena apa?&lt;br /&gt;lupa.. hehe sering soale ketawa GJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR yg nelpon,siapa?&lt;br /&gt;kynya customer gt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR yg sms, siapa?&lt;br /&gt;bayem jelekk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR ke luar kota ke mana?&lt;br /&gt;halah.. singapore cuman ada satu kota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR pegi naek mobil apa?&lt;br /&gt;bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= TERAKHIR jatuh cinta kapan?&lt;br /&gt;everyday i'm falling in love... weww.. ga kukuu.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-1723089656562494251?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/1723089656562494251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=1723089656562494251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1723089656562494251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1723089656562494251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/09/haiz-gj.html' title='haiz.. GJ'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-3494906120630047177</id><published>2007-09-10T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T13:20:36.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banned from taking leave</title><content type='html'>HOW SADDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my colleagues have planned leave for the following weeks..&lt;br /&gt;i'm the only one banned from it because i have taken a 2 weeks leave just last month.&lt;br /&gt;So, i have kissed my diving trip good bye (because the trip will need a one day leave, and i can't even say or think about the word leave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'll entertain myself in singapore.. hahz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, someone becomes a new aunt! hehz.. congratz grace~&lt;br /&gt;below, is the picture of the new-born baby~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RuTTm11lwGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6rNe-oXiBR8/s1600-h/Baby+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108440541585326178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RuTTm11lwGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6rNe-oXiBR8/s320/Baby+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;heh.. i think all baby looks the same, but maybe that's just me..some problem with my eyes.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-3494906120630047177?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/3494906120630047177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=3494906120630047177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3494906120630047177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3494906120630047177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/09/banned-from-taking-leave.html' title='Banned from taking leave'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RuTTm11lwGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6rNe-oXiBR8/s72-c/Baby+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-6385002556170007759</id><published>2007-09-05T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T15:50:29.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hola!</title><content type='html'>hehe i'm back, from visiting my hometown, from falling sick, from gg out everyday, and after yoga-ing and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, now that i think about the things that i've done in previous weeks, they seemed SO FUN! and meaningful too. But, the following weeks can be guaranteed to be FUN too! a bunch of activities has lined up, eager to fill in my agenda. From making use of the vouchers that i get from women's day out together with vero and anissa, going diving again (maybe, dayang this time, should i go? should i go??), gg swimming as usual, and other stuffs.. and i'm anxious to know the result of my graduate study application.. brrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, can't bear the excitement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is not so bad either, hopefully business is picking up soon.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll probably sign up for some sport activities.. yay.. health is the word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i'll be 23 soon.. and before i know it, i'll reach 32..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh help someone, please find an anti-aging treatment, i'm not ready to age yet.. so little time, so many things to do, so many places to see, so many people to meet, so many foods to try, so many movie to see (rattatouile!! lurrvve it X] )and the list goes on and on and on. i just can't get enough of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-6385002556170007759?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/6385002556170007759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=6385002556170007759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6385002556170007759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6385002556170007759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/09/hola.html' title='Hola!'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-360618313390515149</id><published>2007-08-10T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T09:34:19.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which tarot card are you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Lovers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Motive, power, and action, arising from Inspiration and Impulse.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Lovers represents intuition and inspiration. Very often a choice needs to be made.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Originally, this card was called just LOVE. And that's actually more apt than &amp;quot;Lovers.&amp;quot; Love follows in this sequence of growth and maturity. And, coming after the Emperor, who is about control, it is a radical change in perspective. LOVE is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can't understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power. And that is what this card is all about. Finding something or someone who is so much a part of yourself, so perfectly attuned to you and you to them, that you cannot, dare not resist. This card indicates that the you have or will come across a person, career, challenge or thing that you will fall in love with. You will know instinctively that you must have this, even if it means diverging from your chosen path. No matter the difficulties, without it you will never be complete.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-360618313390515149?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/360618313390515149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=360618313390515149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/360618313390515149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/360618313390515149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/08/which-tarot-card-are-you.html' title='Which tarot card are you'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-3899096431303147976</id><published>2007-07-31T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T18:01:11.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam road's NaSi LeMaK~</title><content type='html'>the nasi lemak will be my theme for the day, yay! lol. so today after doing installation, my colleague asked me whether i want to go for lunch, so i said okay, i'm very hungry. and then he told me that he's going to bring me somewhere special. normally we will just eat at the student canteen, because the food is cheap, the portion is big, tastes not bad, and finally the fuit juice is cheap too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when he said that he'll bring somewhere speciall, i wondered if he mean the student canteen again, or was it Subway, that i mentioned sometime ago. but instead he drove away of the campus, to i-don't-know-where. i kept quite, not bothered to ask, probably because i was too hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then. ta-da.. we reached at Adam Road's food centre, which is well known for their nasi lemak, as well as prawn noodle. the stall can easily be spotted because of the long queue of hungry prople. since there's only two us, my colleague being a gentleman, asked me to wait, while he buy the food. and when it came, the food was really sumptuous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my plate there is: two piece of chicken wing, sambal, otah, ikan bilis, fish ball, and a very fragrant nasi lemak (and yeah, 2 slices of cucumber) and the set is called "royal flush".&lt;br /&gt;its actually the second most complete set that they offered. the most complete is called "royal rumble". oh boy, they really know how to make their customer feel like royals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not only that, the meal was a treat from my friend. (previously, just a colleague. today onwards, friend. kidding =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... all in all... happy day.. thanks to the Adam road's nasi lemak ("the number 2 nasi lemak is number 1") and of course to my colleague who have kindly introduced me to it, and even more, as a treat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-3899096431303147976?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/3899096431303147976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=3899096431303147976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3899096431303147976'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-2059748417359790375</id><published>2007-07-23T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T23:46:16.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>organizing my thought</title><content type='html'>i'm sure that most people won't say that i looked like a thinker, but i am. its just that i think about so many things, and the subject just keep on changing, even before i figured out the previous thought. so, those unfigured thoughts just hanging around my brain and taking up space, and i ended up with nothing figured out. that's why people won't know that i'm a thinker, because they see no result of my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example today, when i see my reflection in the mirror, i thought i saw a little girl wearing her big sister's working clothes. and then it hit me.. i will never look like an adult, or worse.. i'll be forever childish, probably still lucky enough to have a childish face but with wrinkles on it. gosh, it's horrible, i don't want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;there have to be someway to make me looks like an adult, right? a working class professional that really looks like an adult, behave like one, and live like one. but how?&lt;br /&gt;so i made i mental list, hoping that from there, i can extract some kind of solution to my problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the adult i want to be  vs  the current me:&lt;br /&gt;1. looks complicated --- looks blur (haiz..)&lt;br /&gt;2. have real style and character in their clothing --- barely awake when i decide which clothes to wear&lt;br /&gt;3. know what they want in life --- know what i want for the moment being, it keeps on changing against my will&lt;br /&gt;4. don't get excited and angry so easily, or should i say not so moody --- well, the opposite&lt;br /&gt;5. know how to make small talks, and say the right things at the right time --- very difficult. the more i think of what to say, my brain goes haywire, and i end up in silence mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure there's much more to go, but all these thoughts just went *poof*. disappear without a trace. instead, my mind was then occupied by tv shows, and the list of things i need to do once i reach home, before it finally prepares itself to shutdown, clearing away all the unsaved thoughts, making space for tomorrow's thought..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-2059748417359790375?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/2059748417359790375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=2059748417359790375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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high school, i long to study overseas. because where i grew up, things have got so boring. i wanted more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wish was granted.. at first, i thought things can't get any better than this.&lt;br /&gt;but soon, the regret of going away from my family and dear friends was killing me. i cried myself to bed wishing i was home, cursed the country that i lived in, looking forward to holiday since the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was in my uni, i hated my major. i'd do anything to get away from it, and i'm so sure that i will not have anything to do with it once i'm outta the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm out of the school, doing things not so related to my major. and here i find my self wanting to study more on my major. finding that it was actually pretty cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, when will i ever change, i wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me?'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-3066779735512460622</id><published>2007-07-13T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T17:56:58.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paraskevidekatriaphobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;.. what the.. ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at today's post date..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paraskevidekatriaphobia: Fear of Friday the 13th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, if you are feeling particularly nervous (or even nauseus) today, you might have it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i found hillarious is, there is even a paper published in the British MEdical Journal entitled" "Is Friday the 13th Bad for Your Health?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Friday 13th is unlucky for some. The risk of hospital admission as a result of a transport accident may be increased by as much as 52 percent. Staying at home is recommended."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086617850781721906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="124" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RpdL_DgBZTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eGaSFtfMdI8/s320/fri+13.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2085081426120144746-3066779735512460622?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/3066779735512460622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=3066779735512460622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3066779735512460622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/3066779735512460622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/07/paraskevidekatriaphobia.html' title='Paraskevidekatriaphobia'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RpdL_DgBZTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eGaSFtfMdI8/s72-c/fri+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-5733843863412232648</id><published>2007-07-09T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:56:01.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be StRoNG, My deAr FriEnd~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RpNE0sF7S_I/AAAAAAAAABw/xLxLhieLWMs/s1600-h/heartbroken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085484076211325938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RpNE0sF7S_I/AAAAAAAAABw/xLxLhieLWMs/s320/heartbroken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RpNEpcF7S-I/AAAAAAAAABo/sOzPhftIxDM/s1600-h/heartbroken.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it hurts me so to know that you are hurting so much. You, who has always been there for me,&lt;br /&gt;who taught me to be strong and move on, and not to let go of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. friend ah... if only i could bear half of ur sadness and burden. i wish its easier for you to move on.&lt;br /&gt;i can tell you all this, you are a wonderful person. if he left you, its his lost. you deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;be strong ok.. life moves on.. you will meet other people. i know that the idea of meeting other people seems so hard to bear right now. but trust me, time will heal. and everything will be ok again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you can't believe this is happening to you. i can't believe it too. but it is happening, and there's nothing you can do to erase it, the memory, the anger, the love, the sadness. you just have to let go. let go and free your soul, and then you can be you again, whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have this great personality, you're wise, smart, charming, witty, and not to mention beautiful. i'll bet guys will be queu-ing to get you out on a date in no time. and he'll probably beg you to come back to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up, there are so many people who cares about you, and we are right here with you. i now it must have hurt so much, but just bear with it for a while. whatever that doesn't kill you will just make you stronger, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs* you are so so precious in our heart, you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You got a question&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do we get it started?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got an answer, let go of your heart and...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love it, live it, leave it and get into it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you wanna start it, this is how you do it, in the...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken hearts parade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm putting my heart out on display&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no... masquerade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a funeral march for love today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The band strikes up and they're playing a song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dressed in black and we're singing along to the...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken hearts parade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I've never been better than I am today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Broken Day Parade, Good Charlotte"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/2085081426120144746-5733843863412232648?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/5733843863412232648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=5733843863412232648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5733843863412232648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5733843863412232648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/07/be-strong-my-dear-friend.html' title='Be StRoNG, My deAr FriEnd~'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RpNE0sF7S_I/AAAAAAAAABw/xLxLhieLWMs/s72-c/heartbroken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-1233774799837940919</id><published>2007-07-02T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T19:44:54.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAleS QUOTA!</title><content type='html'>sales quota... to a sales person, these two words has the same alarming effect as.. high blood pressure, maybe or diabetes. because, if you can't handle it, you might turn up nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it, because it constantly haunts me and gives me pressure. nevertheless, i think it has some good point that my boss bring up the topic about the sales quota. at least i now have a target to go, and i'll be working my ass off to try to hit it. not only that, it also push me to think of new ways to increase my sales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that thinking brings me to google, searching for sales tips. this haven't crossed my mind before. there are abundant of them on the web. below is one of the better ones, and so, i will try to implement it to my own sales experience X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, March 19, 2007&lt;br /&gt;50 Great Sales Tips&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;50 great sales tips, from around the sales and marketing blogosphere, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•If it looks like a salesperson, if it smells like a salesperson, if it tastes like a salesperson... it is a salesperson. Don't be a salesperson. I mean, don't be just like every other salesperson. Be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't get this one, don't be like a sales person. be different i understand, but how different? anyway, skip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Be natural. Don't size up your prospects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, be it a professor or just student, they are equally important, and they deserve the same treatment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Be sincere with your customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i not been sincere with any of my customer, well as far as i know, i've been as sincere as i can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•If somebody can't afford something, remember that everything is negotiable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i can't think of another way other than trade in.. but may be i just need to think out of the box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•You don't have to be an extrovert to sell. Introverts can sell too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way to go! but i have to be more careful on the details of the paper work, and also increase more knowledge on the technical part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Answer your phone on the first ring and return every call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, important one. for me who always miss my call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sales closing techniques are manipulative. People don't like being manipulated. Sales closes could do more harm than good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hardly applies to me i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•There are better and more efficient ways of prospecting than making cold calls. The first rule of cold calling is... DON'T DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. so, more visiting, maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Cheerleaders may make great salespeople. Why? Because enthusiasm sells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Time has value. Practice time management to help your sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•You don't need to be technically sophiticated to sell complex products. Just let your business savvy, creativity, and sales skills shine through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sales momentum can provide the confidence to succeed. Keep the momentum alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Don't make excuses. Everybody will fail at something in some point of their sales careers. Learn from the mistakes but quit making excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Your customers should trust you. Otherwise, the relationships with your customers may fall apart due to stranger danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sales and marketing are intertwined. Get the sales and the marketing departments of your company to co-operate, fully understand, and help eachother. Otherwise, they are pink elephants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sales is interpersonal. Look your customer in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•A sales lead isn't a sales lead until it's been qualified. Differentiate between inquiries and leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Do you think liars make for a good salesperson? No way... You can only convince others of what you, yourself, believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sometimes salespeople work too hard. This could lead to burnout and affect your job. Work smarter and be sure to enjoy your downtime. Quality of life is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•True sincerity with your customers will lead to higher profit for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sometimes, talking too much may confuse your customers. You don't want to confuse your customers because that's a good reason for them not to buy from you. Try to say more with less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Loyal cutomers mean repeat business. Be sure to have a unique loyalty program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Don't always follow the rules. Sales is an art, not a science. So, there should not be any step-by-step sales plans that you need to follow religously. Some sales gurus try to set rules. Don't follow them. rules are made to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Great salespeople and great speakers have something in common; they persuade by being great story-tellers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Make sure your customers like you because it's not true that nice guys finish last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Develop a good elevator pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•If you're married to sales, be the best bride or groom possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•React quickly when a customer needs help because in sales, speed wins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Create a killer offer that no other business can compete with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Preparation is required for successful negotiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Free doesn't normally mean free. Getting something for free usually has a catch - it requires an investment of time prior to getting something for free, which doesn't make it free because time is money. People expect this, so free doesn't sell, at least not like it might have in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Features aren't enough. Translate those features into benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Remember when you were new to sales, a sales rookie? Did the sales veterans in your office guide and mentor you? Most salespeople have had a mentor. If you're an experienced sales professional, lend a helping hand to the rookies. You can often learn new sales skills just by helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•publish articles to generate buzz for your target market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Try user generated advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Convert customer service into sales because selling ain't just for sales reps. Customer service reps can sell too. Ever heard of cross-selling? That's perfect for CSRs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Sometimes, it's best to have the last word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Adopting soft sell techniques is a good idea for the accidental salesperson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Being a good salesperson entails being a good sales citizen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•High pressure sales tactics don't work anymore. The new sales landscape requires salespeople to possess empathy, understanding, enthusiasm, and sensitivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•You could be successful at networking in the virtual world. Just realize that it's different than networking in the brick-and-mortar world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Humor is king in sales presentations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Salespeople shouldn't be telemarketing. Outsource that to a professional appointment-setting firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•If you're in sales or marketing, read Selling Power Magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Don't lie to your customer. Otherwise, she'll choose a different company the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Becoming an information resource is a good marketing strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Stop working in the Dilbert zone and take charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Do you know what customer service is? It depends on what your customer thinks customer service is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Consider tough times to be an opportunity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-1233774799837940919?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/1233774799837940919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=1233774799837940919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1233774799837940919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/1233774799837940919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/07/sales-quota.html' title='SAleS QUOTA!'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-5523047263330738679</id><published>2007-06-27T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T17:49:30.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does Love Mean?</title><content type='html'>A group of professional people posed this question to a group of four through eight year olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don’t yell at them because you know it would hurt their feelings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you’re scared they won’t love you anymore. But then you get surprised because not only do they still love you, they love you even more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are two kinds of love: Our love and God’s love. But God makes both kinds of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love cards like Valentine’s cards say stuff on them that we’d like to say ourselves, but we wouldn’t be caught dead saying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God could have said magic words to make the nails fall off the cross, but He didn’t. That’s love."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-5523047263330738679?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/5523047263330738679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=5523047263330738679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5523047263330738679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/5523047263330738679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-does-love-mean.html' title='What Does Love Mean?'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-3819585721106227571</id><published>2007-06-26T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T20:40:26.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i will do if i can do anything</title><content type='html'>- go back in history and make sure no one invented high heel shoes&lt;br /&gt;- buy a cute car that is so easy to drive, or even better, teleport myself to wherever i want to be&lt;br /&gt;- back pack around the world, doing any kinds of job that i can find, waitress.. farmer.. anything, i don't care&lt;br /&gt;- have an ability to move things just by looking at them and thinking where they should be packed&lt;br /&gt;- have a magic ability to compress things, so that all of my belongings fits in a small suitcase that i can bring anywhere. even better, a magic pocket like doraemon's&lt;br /&gt;- wear my braces for a longer time, they give me some kind of a special feeling&lt;br /&gt;- try all the professions in the world, actress, truck driver, fireman, donut maker, anything&lt;br /&gt;- have a dog that can take care of itself, and only look for me to hug him, give him a pat, or play with him&lt;br /&gt;- play game whole day&lt;br /&gt;- lie on the beach like a sea star whole day&lt;br /&gt;- be a sea lion, i wonder how it feels&lt;br /&gt;- hug the person that i love as often as possible&lt;br /&gt;- have a slice (a big one) of cheesecake and a cup of cappucino for my tea time every few days&lt;br /&gt;- be a famous singer&lt;br /&gt;- sleep in the midst of a field, of yellowing grass&lt;br /&gt;- eat apples and other fruit freshly picked from the tree&lt;br /&gt;- walk on sand with bare feet everyday&lt;br /&gt;- stare at the sea and the sun setting from it everyday&lt;br /&gt;- paint the world with cartoon colors&lt;br /&gt;- have spongebob squarepants and patrick really alive, and have them make crabby patty for me&lt;br /&gt;- have a donald duck voice when i want to yell and yell, and then i can quack my heart out&lt;br /&gt;- have tattoos on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;- train myself to have a look that kill&lt;br /&gt;- go around the world in 180 days&lt;br /&gt;- dance in the rain&lt;br /&gt;- sun tan in nude beach&lt;br /&gt;- see the stars on sky everynight before i sleep&lt;br /&gt;-feel the sea water on my feet&lt;br /&gt;- wake up to a silent lake&lt;br /&gt;- live on a deserted island (for a couple of days only)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-3819585721106227571?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8559093089624605339</id><published>2007-06-23T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T21:33:05.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bornfire~</title><content type='html'>so, that night, i met some of my old friends from high school to meet up and chit chat. it has been 5 years since we graduated, and its kinda amazing how much we've changed, and how some parts of us remain the same =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after dinner, we walked around. the initial destination is to singapore river, either the clubs by the side of it, or the side of the river literally. but when we pass by esplanade, we saw this crowd of people surrounding a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought its just another art show, and i'm not a very arty person. but it turns out to be a very cool show, which is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bornfire (pics to be uploaded later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it is REALLY very COOL! hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw about 2 performance. one is elementrick, and the one that i saw is a collaboration between a tahiland girl and an australian guy. it is very cool. with ethnical music, and fire balls, and fire sticks, which they spin around their body really fast. sometime, they even trow it up to the air, and then catch it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next one, is from japan. performed by 2 guys and a girl. they began their show kinda slow in the beginning. the girl is very elastic, and she perform a great dance by the fire which is very artistic. and then one the guy, who is kinda fair, and have a pretty face, also did somekind of a solo, with slower movement. but its really nice.. especilayy because he have nice muscles, and some drawings on his body, which makes the whole thing really fit in together. at the second part of the show the music gets faster, and they began to dance at an even faster pace. and here the second guy did an amazing job, he really looks energetic, and jumping about like a small kid, showing off his trick to his friends. indeed they present a great performance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, they first held this event at last year. be sure to catch them next year. they really are, breath-taking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-8559093089624605339?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8559093089624605339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8559093089624605339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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BoonLay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my surprise, there really is an english word for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;boon [buːn] noun&lt;br /&gt;a blessingExample: It's been a real boon to have a car this week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boon&lt;br /&gt;adjective&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;very close and convivial; "boon companions"&lt;br /&gt;noun&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;a desirable state; "enjoy the blessings of peace"; "a spanking breeze is a boon to sailors" [syn: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/blessing"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blessing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;]"  "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the synonym is actually "merry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very same word that i find on my birth certificate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at that fine afternoon, i gained myself a new nick name... "ah boon"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-9092535964352514492?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/9092535964352514492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=9092535964352514492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/9092535964352514492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/9092535964352514492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/06/ah-boon.html' title='Ah BooN?!'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-8631915194528772116</id><published>2007-06-13T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T17:50:12.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby PanDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rm-9mbr3AkI/AAAAAAAAABY/o7m6_hCj1u8/s1600-h/90day-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075483773034234434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rm-9mbr3AkI/AAAAAAAAABY/o7m6_hCj1u8/s320/90day-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rm-9mbr3AlI/AAAAAAAAABg/NEQAy3DheaM/s1600-h/baby+panda"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075483773034234450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rm-9mbr3AlI/AAAAAAAAABg/NEQAy3DheaM/s320/baby+panda" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rm-9Q7r3AiI/AAAAAAAAABI/ElR-ySr2hZM/s1600-h/90day-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rm-9Q7r3AjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/VCryfO4f4Oc/s1600-h/120day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075483403667046962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rm-9Q7r3AjI/AAAAAAAAABQ/VCryfO4f4Oc/s320/120day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rm-8G7r3AhI/AAAAAAAAABA/86pz6sbRQDU/s1600-h/baby+panda"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hee... the above is pics of baby panda's at 90 days (first two) and 120 days (last one). a friend send me pics of baby panda as young as 2 days old. but they look more like baby rat really, except for the 25th day, when they start to develop black spots around their eyes, and their shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at the pics, they really are adorable, aren't they.. but believe me.. when they are only a few days old, they are far from being the cutest animal in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;which then reminds me, same goes for human baby (or may be even worse, they look like they have wrinkles all over the body.. at least pandas have fur to cover them up)&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/2085081426120144746-8631915194528772116?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8631915194528772116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8631915194528772116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8631915194528772116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8631915194528772116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/06/baby-panda.html' title='baby PanDA'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rm-9mbr3AkI/AAAAAAAAABY/o7m6_hCj1u8/s72-c/90day-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-1915198777578659630</id><published>2007-06-13T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T15:26:21.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I hate small kids:</title><content type='html'>-          They are extremely noisy; they talk as if we have difficulty hearing.&lt;br /&gt;-          They constantly need attention, and when we deny them from it, they will keep on nagging until they finally got it. And then they won’t let you go.&lt;br /&gt;-          You can’t scold them or tell them sarcastic remarks, because it may hurt them deep enough to somehow affect their character growth. And you’ll be held guilty for it for years and years in the eyes of the relatives&lt;br /&gt;-          They say the silliest things. They share the most ridiculous jokes&lt;br /&gt;-          They don’t understand what you are saying&lt;br /&gt;-          They live in their own world without any difficulties&lt;br /&gt;-          They think the world is as simple as one, two three&lt;br /&gt;-          They think they are right most of the time, and we adults just complicate things for them and ruin their day.&lt;br /&gt;-          And just imagine when they grow to their early adolescence years&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-1915198777578659630?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/1915198777578659630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=1915198777578659630&amp;isPopup=true' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It is so easy to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dysfunction between you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We must free up these tired souls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Before the sadness kills us both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I tried and tried to let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love you but I'm letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It may not last but I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Just don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If you don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Then you can't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And you show up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But you're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But I'm waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And you want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Still afraid that I will desert you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The distance between us makes it so hard to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A bed that's warm with memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Can heal us temporarily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The misbehaving only makes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The ditch between us so damn deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Built a wall around my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I’ll never let it fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But strangely I wish secretly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It would fall down while I'm asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Then you can't care&lt;br /&gt;And you show up&lt;br /&gt;But you're not there&lt;br /&gt;But I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;And you want to&lt;br /&gt;Still afraid that I will desert you, babe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;br /&gt;The distance between us makes it so hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;br /&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tough we have not hit the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It doesn't mean we're not still falling,Oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I want so bad to pick you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But you're still too reluctant to accept my help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What a shame, I hope you find somewhere to place the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But until then the fact remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The distance between us makes it so hard to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;br /&gt;The distance between us makes it so hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;br /&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way&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/2085081426120144746-8964772210915783324?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/8964772210915783324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=8964772210915783324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8964772210915783324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/8964772210915783324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/06/nothing-lasts-forever-maroon-5.html' title='Nothing Lasts Forever - Maroon 5'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-506896968584777855</id><published>2007-06-10T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T01:04:07.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it won't be soon before long-Maroon 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rmrde7r3AgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xVFra7hDwE8/s1600-h/maroon+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074111453673751042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/Rmrde7r3AgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xVFra7hDwE8/s320/maroon+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my latest buy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hvn really listened to it, but already loving it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow it just suits my mood lately..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m sorry, I did not mean to hurt my little girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's beyond me, I cannot carry the weight of the heavy world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight, hope that things work out all right, yeah - Goodnight Goodnight&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2085081426120144746-506896968584777855?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/506896968584777855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=506896968584777855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/506896968584777855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/506896968584777855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-wont-be-soon-before-long_09.html' title='it won&apos;t be soon before long-Maroon 5'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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feel that way&lt;br /&gt;step 3: reflect this on your life, who you are, what you have, what have you been doing or planning to do..&lt;br /&gt;step 4: again, use your emotion to justify your following action, and from here you're back to step 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my boss claims that even since he was a child, he had always enjoy teaching others, and explaining things to them. add it to the fact that he loves to play with small things and parts, so it has led it to the place he is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, i can't really fast forward myself to my bed of death, cos i have not even the slightest cue how it'll be.&lt;br /&gt;and when it comes to applying the formula.. i normally stop at step 1, and probably a little bit of step 2. and then i'll tell myself that i've been thinking too much, and it's a good time to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's exactly why mine is not considered thinking, but day-dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i asked him his idea about thinking, he told me that back then, he used to go to macdonalds every now and then. sat here, with a blank piece of paper, on which he'll list down the things that he want in live..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to respond to that (i mean, why mcdonalds out of place? hahz.. a bit out of point..). but that doesn't sound like thinking to me either.. it sounds more like.. mind abuse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said that, i have to admit that he's in a good place now, knowing so clear of what he want in life.. unlike me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... so if you read this, and you found yourself more similar to me than to my boss.. you might want to try the formula..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is, good luck~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-6617242720280299384?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-7535861754140434395</id><published>2007-06-07T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T09:36:17.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DoMO RawR~</title><content type='html'>I LoVE DOmOKuN~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a look so fierce, but a heart so soft he has..&lt;br /&gt;isn't that what we found on real life most of the time too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are all just human, and which human do not yearn to be loved?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-7535861754140434395?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/7535861754140434395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-1256099786042737183</id><published>2007-06-06T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:22:35.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish and Fish and More Fish~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RmaKmbr3AbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gPxtxJ3LJZA/s1600-h/fish11.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072894423150821810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RmaKmbr3AbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gPxtxJ3LJZA/s320/fish11.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RmaKmrr3AcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dblDeH1Vrcs/s1600-h/fish2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072894427445789122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RmaKmrr3AcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dblDeH1Vrcs/s320/fish2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RmaKm7r3AdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9b3lUxpWlAA/s1600-h/fish3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072894431740756434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RmaKm7r3AdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9b3lUxpWlAA/s320/fish3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RmaKnbr3AeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6QBiKZx6v4g/s1600-h/fish4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072894440330691042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RmaKnbr3AeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6QBiKZx6v4g/s320/fish4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lolz.. these are the list of Fish species from PADI..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to see them all~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Fish~'/><author><name>CheRrY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03052334603636479086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_idcPikbSBIQ/RmaKmbr3AbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gPxtxJ3LJZA/s72-c/fish11.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085081426120144746.post-6683567030417401962</id><published>2007-06-06T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T15:57:18.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEw BloG!!</title><content type='html'>Hee Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to write blogs and then forget about them. but my last blog, last me for more than 1 year now. but that one is kinda private.. so i decided to make another one.. to record down all the interesting events in my life, all the foolish mistakes that i did, and of course the people and happenings around me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will make a nice nice blog~ weeeeee.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2085081426120144746-6683567030417401962?l=cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry-dumdum.blogspot.com/feeds/6683567030417401962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2085081426120144746&amp;postID=6683567030417401962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6683567030417401962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2085081426120144746/posts/default/6683567030417401962'/><link rel='alternate' 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