<?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-4428168048018268790</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:53:40.335+08:00</updated><category term='Her Belly Says'/><category term='VII days'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='Diet Girl Confession'/><category term='Babble Queen'/><category term='Viral Vids'/><category term='In The Mood'/><category term='wordless'/><title type='text'>the philter and her tittle-tattle</title><subtitle type='html'>Being kind is much more important than being right. For sometimes what a person needs is not a brilliant mind that speaks but a patient heart that listens...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5189394660267070280</id><published>2011-09-28T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:54:46.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday : Kacang Lupakan Kulit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8VPvFXtXmU/ToJwNIr29zI/AAAAAAAAAZo/LXi_9mMgENI/s1600/300656_179354465475956_110722312339172_369186_1998262585_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8VPvFXtXmU/ToJwNIr29zI/AAAAAAAAAZo/LXi_9mMgENI/s400/300656_179354465475956_110722312339172_369186_1998262585_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-5189394660267070280?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5189394660267070280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5189394660267070280&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5189394660267070280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5189394660267070280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/09/wordless-wednesday-kacang-lupakan-kulit.html' title='Wordless Wednesday : Kacang Lupakan Kulit?'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8VPvFXtXmU/ToJwNIr29zI/AAAAAAAAAZo/LXi_9mMgENI/s72-c/300656_179354465475956_110722312339172_369186_1998262585_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-2251150395760473295</id><published>2011-09-27T06:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:31:25.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Ain't a Heroine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYKRz0niysM/ToEEMwZnl9I/AAAAAAAAAZg/MjQOyTHzFWw/s1600/5725873486_a804265c28.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYKRz0niysM/ToEEMwZnl9I/AAAAAAAAAZg/MjQOyTHzFWw/s400/5725873486_a804265c28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656807224151349202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to change the world for you. I'm just trying to make it easier to live in, in case the train send you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey of life is always rocking. You, me and they... we will stumble too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not judging you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be your mother.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect either...&lt;br /&gt;and never i claim to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people just make the most of everything that comes their way.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried; for only we can appreciate the importance of people who have touched our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not changing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be your Heroine.&lt;br /&gt;But i have ride the train in multiple directions.&lt;br /&gt;You, me and they... We just don't want to live in regret.&lt;br /&gt;For not sharing the train path and change the lane when truth met.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-2251150395760473295?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/2251150395760473295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=2251150395760473295&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2251150395760473295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2251150395760473295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/09/aint-heroine.html' title='Ain&apos;t a Heroine'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DYKRz0niysM/ToEEMwZnl9I/AAAAAAAAAZg/MjQOyTHzFWw/s72-c/5725873486_a804265c28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-3270372944963076492</id><published>2011-05-29T08:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T09:30:38.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>A Lesson Is Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 1.0: Put constant observation on the handphone when there are kids around.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bVZvXkzIYA/TeGbWE7nAiI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-47cJyO1kpA/s1600/Lomo12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611937414263538210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bVZvXkzIYA/TeGbWE7nAiI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-47cJyO1kpA/s400/Lomo12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9tCkdR8CU8I/TeGbWAjoWhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/KYjKnhdv1SM/s1600/Lomo11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611937413089221138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9tCkdR8CU8I/TeGbWAjoWhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/KYjKnhdv1SM/s400/Lomo11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K3bCVcAVoiA/TeGbV2vK8oI/AAAAAAAAAYw/a-W9Xvb29qg/s1600/Lomo10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611937410453271170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K3bCVcAVoiA/TeGbV2vK8oI/AAAAAAAAAYw/a-W9Xvb29qg/s400/Lomo10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W89HYWrWr2k/TeGbDGPDcvI/AAAAAAAAAYo/q5Z4bknkC_Y/s1600/Lomo8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611937079021557954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdO0VNiZtUk/TeGbCkDsWMI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/V1IE1QAdT6c/s400/Lomo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVHnfYV0DWc/TeGbCnlIc4I/AAAAAAAAAYI/e06eR4gsivY/s1600/Lomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611937079967118210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVHnfYV0DWc/TeGbCnlIc4I/AAAAAAAAAYI/e06eR4gsivY/s400/Lomo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other agent guilty and responsible for the misdeed:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Adult in the picture - Brother X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Effect of the misdeed on the person in respect of whom offence committed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Causing great surprise-jaw dropping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess i just need to spring clean the handphone more often now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-3270372944963076492?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/3270372944963076492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=3270372944963076492&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3270372944963076492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3270372944963076492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/05/lesson-is-learned.html' title='A Lesson Is Learned'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3bVZvXkzIYA/TeGbWE7nAiI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-47cJyO1kpA/s72-c/Lomo12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-2808962216052981869</id><published>2011-05-10T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T00:06:21.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Competing With Ourselves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Are you aware when we compare how we are doing with how others are doing we will end up feeling distress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think the vital is to do the best as a person. The only contender we have is ourselves. And the only person that we need to race with is US. What is needed is the longing for improvement and advancement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best way to learn and grow is from the failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone plays the guitar way better than us, think highly for their achievement. Grab the opportunity to learn from them with an open heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I do not try to dance better than anyone else. I only try to dance better than myself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Mikhail Baryshnikov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends are getting married... I'm just getting awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends are earning way better than me... I'm just smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends are driving a bigger car... Hey, can i have a ride? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;We are all destined for greatness. It is yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-2808962216052981869?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/2808962216052981869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=2808962216052981869&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2808962216052981869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2808962216052981869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/05/competing-with-ourselves.html' title='Competing With Ourselves'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4781077644344299019</id><published>2011-04-30T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T14:24:49.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Apa Khabar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wish you could receive all the good thoughts I send your way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could hear all the prayers I pray for you and the many times I ask Allah to protect you, you'd know how much I care. When I think of you, I always hope your life is just the way you want it, that you are looking forward to each day with a grateful, open heart, and that you are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-4781077644344299019?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/4781077644344299019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=4781077644344299019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4781077644344299019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4781077644344299019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/04/apa-khabar.html' title='Apa Khabar?'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-7988052810733027347</id><published>2011-04-26T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T23:45:06.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Benar Tapi Pelik</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buletin Utama, 26 April 2011:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Penjawat Awam yang berpenampilan menarik dan suka bekerja lebih masa lebih cenderung mengambil rasuah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C.R.A.P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Ain't this a good way of coming back early everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Encik Boss, saya nak elak fitnah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;2 years as 'Gomen', 240409-240411. Redha&amp;amp;bersyukur dengan rezeki sebagai Penjawat Awam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-7988052810733027347?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/7988052810733027347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=7988052810733027347&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7988052810733027347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7988052810733027347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/04/benar-tapi-pelik.html' title='Benar Tapi Pelik'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-1031093523940743276</id><published>2011-04-21T08:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T09:17:26.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Zip-Zap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is a confession.&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret...&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit this, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm a BELIBER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*just for today. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7BXz7jYWKg/Ta9_c756ExI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Y2N4ugWqFgo/s1600/JB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597832996938453778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7BXz7jYWKg/Ta9_c756ExI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Y2N4ugWqFgo/s400/JB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, baby, baby...ooooh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-1031093523940743276?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/1031093523940743276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=1031093523940743276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1031093523940743276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1031093523940743276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/04/zip-zap.html' title='Zip-Zap'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7BXz7jYWKg/Ta9_c756ExI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Y2N4ugWqFgo/s72-c/JB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5037486267875362368</id><published>2011-04-20T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T09:13:27.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>The 'I'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My boss, Dr-Oh-Shut-Up-I-Know-Everything will not be in the office for 3 days! How i wish it could be longer. OR forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8bIEwzstFY/Ta6gzbtICEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/cgwk79N8_t8/s1600/HW-its-hate-week.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597588192338905154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8bIEwzstFY/Ta6gzbtICEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/cgwk79N8_t8/s400/HW-its-hate-week.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have worked with so many people before. But never i came accross with such centered-egoistic boss. His ego that ate the happiness of coming to work and has spreaded to the whole division.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Someone who considered himself the most talented guy in the whole WORLD. *pftt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how they say there are no bad ideas? But that’s not true for him. All the ideas are bad ideas except gor his...YES, for the guy who held in his hands the fate of my career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can pretty much imagine how my life would be now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How i wish i can start &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sending my resume around...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4428168048018268790-5037486267875362368?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5037486267875362368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5037486267875362368&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5037486267875362368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5037486267875362368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-boss-dr-oh-shut-up-i-know-everything.html' title='The &apos;I&apos;'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8bIEwzstFY/Ta6gzbtICEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/cgwk79N8_t8/s72-c/HW-its-hate-week.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4595177985581774143</id><published>2011-04-10T00:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T01:12:30.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Wakeup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE6VNP9Nlrg/TaCTWZOfkVI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ADiKShzSFqo/s1600/tumblr_ky2o21ghNV1qb62e6o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593632750132236626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE6VNP9Nlrg/TaCTWZOfkVI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ADiKShzSFqo/s400/tumblr_ky2o21ghNV1qb62e6o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something is wrong, perhaps I could restore your mind on the friendship we shared - the time we cared, the one who made it right, the one who was there for you on those cold nights… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m the one who held you when the world came down on you… and whose love never stops. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In case you forgot... I was there when you fell cause I care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember, we all stumble, every one of us. That’s why it is a comfort to go hand in hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-4595177985581774143?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/4595177985581774143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=4595177985581774143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4595177985581774143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4595177985581774143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/04/wakeup.html' title='Wakeup!'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE6VNP9Nlrg/TaCTWZOfkVI/AAAAAAAAAXc/ADiKShzSFqo/s72-c/tumblr_ky2o21ghNV1qb62e6o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8128705588390296494</id><published>2011-04-08T13:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T12:25:42.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless'/><title type='text'>Wordless: The Situation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pKVQRuup2f0/TaCUftfI1bI/AAAAAAAAAXk/MhAOVtvUxd8/s1600/tumblr_lbaf0k7Ax21qa0na7o1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 335px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593634009701209522" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pKVQRuup2f0/TaCUftfI1bI/AAAAAAAAAXk/MhAOVtvUxd8/s400/tumblr_lbaf0k7Ax21qa0na7o1_400_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The situation, the workloads, the routines, the constant repetition... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"I LOVE IT" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HAPPY 30th BIRTHDAY Mr. History.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8128705588390296494?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8128705588390296494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8128705588390296494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8128705588390296494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8128705588390296494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/04/wordless-situation.html' title='Wordless: The Situation'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pKVQRuup2f0/TaCUftfI1bI/AAAAAAAAAXk/MhAOVtvUxd8/s72-c/tumblr_lbaf0k7Ax21qa0na7o1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8336531413166989576</id><published>2011-03-26T01:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T09:16:45.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless'/><title type='text'>Wordless: Woman Do Love Funny Guy. But If They Are Too Clownish, They Will Look Dumb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrAc2eZdF1M/TYzZ8Lc-bjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/54o4U1FT_QI/s1600/SHUT-UP-PLEASE-copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588080865549643314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrAc2eZdF1M/TYzZ8Lc-bjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/54o4U1FT_QI/s400/SHUT-UP-PLEASE-copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ht4y749DH0/TYzYz38tlPI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lFR28rHYLG8/s1600/thank_you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588079623363466482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ht4y749DH0/TYzYz38tlPI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lFR28rHYLG8/s400/thank_you.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqkktYVVZTg/TYzY0GVxjjI/AAAAAAAAAXE/i4e60LcI2ew/s1600/epd_phew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588079627226680882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqkktYVVZTg/TYzY0GVxjjI/AAAAAAAAAXE/i4e60LcI2ew/s400/epd_phew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,204,102); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-family:arial;" &gt;Annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8336531413166989576?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8336531413166989576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8336531413166989576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8336531413166989576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8336531413166989576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/03/wordless-woman-do-love-funny-guy-but-if.html' title='Wordless: Woman Do Love Funny Guy. But If They Are Too Clownish, They Will Look Dumb!'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrAc2eZdF1M/TYzZ8Lc-bjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/54o4U1FT_QI/s72-c/SHUT-UP-PLEASE-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5483955912068026154</id><published>2011-03-23T23:39:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T21:03:05.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>The Q&amp;A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt; You are too fussy about man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;No. I'm not. I'm just attracted to very few. Seriously, I'm not picky. Ok... yeah, it is not an easy thing for me to fall for someone. Perhaps its all because of the past...it has taught me a lot about love and man. I know what i want now. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt; Idk, its been one hell of hard time to please your wish. I still think that you are really fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; *LOL* NOOOOOOO! I went out with few guys before this. I enjoyed many of my dates and even made some good male friends through the process, but no one in particular stood out enough as far as going together on a steady basis. The path doesn't crossed. But when I look back, I realize that its a learning field and I am so glad I went through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt; Or you are comparing your date to your ex? I guess before S* started treating you badly, there had to be some good times together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Of course we had many good memories together. But I refused to let him make me hate ALL men! I paid attention to the character of a person. To tell you the truth, I can easily fall for someone with a strong character and a smart man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He:&lt;/span&gt; So do you think i'm smart enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; i dont see the relevance here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;He:&lt;/strong&gt; Come on babe. What's the criteria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I need someone who aligns with who I really am and with what I really enjoy. Again, someone with strong character and smart. Someone who is caring and funny... and last but not least, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;his commitment to do righteousness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;He:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you think i'm your ideal man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;YES, you may be an ideal man for someone else. But NO, not for me. We are like 'brother' and 'sister' remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He:&lt;/strong&gt; You are really choosy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; TQ. I take it as a compliment. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgHd2lFrUY8/TYoj-Hm2R3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/1CQMw9uXEVA/s1600/fussy_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgHd2lFrUY8/TYoj-Hm2R3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/1CQMw9uXEVA/s400/fussy_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587317837807372146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is icing on the cake, but you should at first care more about finding the RIGHT person rather than about where it is headed immediately after you meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-5483955912068026154?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5483955912068026154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5483955912068026154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5483955912068026154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5483955912068026154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/03/q.html' title='The Q&amp;A'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HgHd2lFrUY8/TYoj-Hm2R3I/AAAAAAAAAWs/1CQMw9uXEVA/s72-c/fussy_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6650423020526785590</id><published>2011-03-21T23:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:49:43.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Mood'/><title type='text'>In The Mood: Party Planning! (Part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOdefGXEoFI/TYdvy8lTdxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/EUMwzOOHNY8/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOdefGXEoFI/TYdvy8lTdxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/EUMwzOOHNY8/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586556783823124242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST BRO, AYIE@AZRI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;MAY YOUR WISHES ALL COME TRUE &amp;amp; ALL THE BEST...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing much is being done today for this Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt; I guess Monday is always been a busy day for all... just another manic day. Or perhaps, we are still in our weekend mood where snoozing the alarm clock can be something that is difficult to preclude... something delicious and counting the hair in front of the TV is beyond amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  regardless we just can't put the rhythm going down... even with just a little add-ons. So to keep it moving, let's plan for the games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized the only way to add some flavor and spice to the birthday party that we will be hosting, is to have a great party games. Well wow, there are way too many sites that can help us with the game search, and guide us to the best games available that will blend well with the theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm spoiled by choice. All i need is just something fun (but clean! - 'P.A.W') games that will liven up the party. Sounds so 'kacang'? Seriously, it ain't easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, even though great food and good company will always be a blast, what I really want (of course) is to throw games that the guest will rave about for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have 5 in the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i just have to familiarize myself with all the games in the upcoming days before the 'day' in question happens to plan accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Police entry one to jaga? (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; police and thief, one to jaga). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4428168048018268790-6650423020526785590?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6650423020526785590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6650423020526785590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6650423020526785590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6650423020526785590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-mood-party-planning-part-ii.html' title='In The Mood: Party Planning! (Part II)'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOdefGXEoFI/TYdvy8lTdxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/EUMwzOOHNY8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8691189610876086288</id><published>2011-03-20T23:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T08:59:04.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Mood'/><title type='text'>In The Mood: Party Planning! (Part I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I know he has been waiting for his 21st birthday ever since he turned 18!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lil' brother is turning 21 tomorrow. Well okay, it is the day he can not only legally enters the club, but the day that all university students look forward to - their last passage into adulthood. The day that he turns into a real adult. Whatever that means - as decided by the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, how do he spend this occasion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might have in his dream world, hiring Bruno Mars for his gigantic birthday bash in some sparkly New York City club.&lt;br /&gt;*slap*&lt;br /&gt;But he don’t live in a dream world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the reality of his 21st birthday may not sparkle in a New York City kinda way, I am not going to let that stop him from having one of the best nights of his life. The question of how to do it and not just do it, but do it well  plagues ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should we throw the party? Does location even matter anymore, or is the night is just about having FUN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who should come? His close friends or anyone who somehow decides his birthday is important enough via the joke of a Facebook event they received? Do he invites the relatives to witness the madness? What if we just invite ourselves and call it a day? Or should he just spend his 21st birthday alone - now that would be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should there be a theme? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, when it comes to the sport of turning 21, what is a boy supposed to do? Or should it be a surprise party for him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he should keep it innocent and kick it old-school style. I’m sure we can find some clowns to come make balloon animals and paint butterflies and kittens on his friends’ faces for the same price we may spend on the food. Or maybe we could do an assortment of games, including pin the tail on the donkey and balloon races! I’m sure that would make my parents proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well before we start making plans to throw a gigantic bash or spend thousands of Ringgits, we just need to take several factors in - to carefully plan for his party so that we can save money and ensure that it will be an excellent occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH, we got the budget from FAMA! Its time to budget break down all the costs that are going to incur - site rental, food cost, favors, cake, decorations etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew. 60% done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's think about a THEME that works for him. He wants it to be a formal 'Handsome and Gorgeous' night with a theme color. Well, its your day Azri! You have your say... (But frankly, the chosen color isn't just me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's think about places that 'work'. (This is the toughest!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Holiday Villa Subang - OK, but with our budget of around RM30-RM40 per pax, we can only get a High Tea. Formal theme and High Tea? NOPE! It just won't blend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Laman Grill Steak &amp;amp; Bar-B-Que - The food is OK too. Sadly, they closed at 11pm and the food that will be served is very limited. Nah, not a good steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tupai-Tupai Shah Alam - Though the price is such a great deal (approximately RM9/pax) but the theme doesn't 'dissolves' well to the restaurant's ambiance. So, CHOP-CHOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. PINE 38 - Luxurious upper floor with marble tables fit for fine dining, sofas to lounge in, a pool table, and a bar corner serving non-alcoholic drinks? Ok, Definitely a nod. It just compliment the theme. Oops. How about the price? Ok, it's within FAMA budget. PINE 38, you got two nods from us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26th March 2011, 8:00pm, PINE 38 Shah Alam - All White Party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONFIRMED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've prepared the invitation and now its ready to be distributed to the guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z4-0SRAJYjk/TYYzolNySCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/GthVkaGRf7U/s1600/Invitation%2BCard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z4-0SRAJYjk/TYYzolNySCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/GthVkaGRf7U/s400/Invitation%2BCard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586209160077396002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest? Who's coming? Err. Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;How very fast the time has flown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8691189610876086288?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8691189610876086288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8691189610876086288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8691189610876086288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8691189610876086288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-mood-party-planning.html' title='In The Mood: Party Planning! (Part I)'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z4-0SRAJYjk/TYYzolNySCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/GthVkaGRf7U/s72-c/Invitation%2BCard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6030077724939717050</id><published>2011-03-14T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T06:58:28.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Let's Make Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And babe, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up because if you give up, you'll never find your soul mate. You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Tired of just giving.&lt;/span&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/4428168048018268790-6030077724939717050?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6030077724939717050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6030077724939717050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6030077724939717050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6030077724939717050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-make-love.html' title='Let&apos;s Make Love'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-1247671172569907603</id><published>2011-03-11T17:58:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T17:09:45.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;It’s been awhile since I posted a meme*. Nerd or not, we all love a good meme - the web crazes that can be really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*Do you know that meme is actually pronounced "meem (rhymes with cream)". I bet ya all did and I'm the only muppet going around saying "me'-me'." Heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;So I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://mishika.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adibah&lt;/a&gt; in her &lt;a href="http://mishika.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-has-been-while-since-ive-done-these.html"&gt;London Bridge is Falling Down&lt;/a&gt; post. Here how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Do you sing in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Most of the time! Its a habit. Idk why but our voice sounds better in there - the crisp echoes and reverberations. And to add, singing makes the bathing ritual a breeze, and an enjoyable thing to do. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. What song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All time fav: Dia - Sheila Majid, Kasih - Hetty Koes Endang, You Light Up My Life Samantha Cole, Without You - Mariah Carey... Oh the list just goes on. What a confession! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JqIIs6R_oFc" allowfullscreen="" width="450" frameborder="0" height="239"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love and attraction are two different things. I do believe in attraction at first sight. You can definitely see someone from across the room, like the way they look and want to meet them. After you meet, you could start dating which could eventually lead to falling in love, but I feel as if you can't truly love someone unless you know him or her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm sure it happens but probably very very very rarely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. They are just born lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What was the name of your first pet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" heraf="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6-idY7BMNS0/TF8MtKnACnI/AAAAAAAAArU/pUmVUFqH-hM/s400/P1080482_1.JPG"&gt;Black Dagger!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt; I have Ailurophobia. But i love to see all the cute Persians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;5. What is the last movie that you saw at the cinema?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Black Swan. (A good catch. But in 5 years time, i don't think people are going to look back saying "Wow, remember that movie Black swan? It was amazing!")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;6. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation where would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Venice, Sweeden, Budapest, Prague, Agra India and Maldives for a vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt; And for a place anywhere in the world that i really want to have a visit again would be Makkah and Madinah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;7. Are you a morning person or a night owl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm a very morning person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;8. Do you always wear a seatbelt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;YES. But not when i'm driving around Shah Alam. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;9. What is your ringtone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Default tone: David Guetta &amp;amp; Chris Willis ft Fergie - Gettin' Over You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Assigned tones to family and VVIP friends: Bryan Adams - Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman (Dad), Kenny Rogers - Through The Years (Mom), MC Magic - All My Life (Brother-Shafiq), Daughtry - Feels Like Tonight (Brother-Azri), Auburn - Perfect Two (Sister-Dolly), Telepopmusik - Breathe (Bosses+Colleagues), Lily Allen - Who'd Have Known (Asni), Lynn Anderson - Rose Garden (Iena), Sugarland - Stuck Like Glue (Alynn and Juju), Meiko - Reasons To Love You (Farah and Nini), Miley Cyrus -Stay (The rest of my girlfriends), Nelly - N Dey Say (Fawwaz), Garth Brooks - The Dance (King), Rob Thomas - Ever The Same (Shahrir), Babyface - Loneliness (Eman and Gonn), Gavin DeGraw - Chariot (Syazrul) and Lauryn Hill &amp;amp; Bob Marley - Turn Your Lights Down Low (Close guy friends) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*and i remember them all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. What curse word do you use the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid. May blurted out the 'F' word at times when the angriness reached it maximum level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Flip flops or sneakers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. What color is your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow and brown. I'm going to have a room makeover soon! Might be painting it with deep purple or just white. (Contemplating of having a Lulu Guinness inspired theme or a very rich sexy Moroccan style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. How many hours of sleep do you need to function?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least a good sleep for 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Are you picky about spelling and grammar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dieba, gotta agree with you. "Thats means" is so NO NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Do you sleep on your side, tummy, or back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. What is your favorite TV show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern Family, GLEE and Desperate Housewives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. What is the weather like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A cold Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;18. Are you shy around the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Geminis are known for dual personalities. ;) Does that answer the question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;19. How often do you remember your dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Definitely not the whole chunk of it. I'd be a great film director if i could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;20. Do you think people talk about you behind your back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;People will always talk about us especially when they envy us and the life we live. Let them. We affected their lives, they didn't affect ours! Don't be afraid to laugh. They might want us to fight back! But if we shrug it off, they might leave us alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;So now, I tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://nanayau.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nana Yau&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.darkmudd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mudd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://emozipls.blogspot.com/"&gt;Juju Jollie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" href="http://blockaspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dolly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not dork for not being a party animal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-1247671172569907603?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/1247671172569907603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=1247671172569907603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1247671172569907603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1247671172569907603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/03/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JqIIs6R_oFc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4891551927128752392</id><published>2011-03-09T22:07:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T10:43:46.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viral Vids'/><title type='text'>Hats Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;...this is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w14v4vGUDdg" allowfullscreen="" width="450" frameborder="0" height="239"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Tick Tock” is a short film by Len Chi originally made for Campus MovieFest at Emory University, that takes a look a young man trying to fufill his life’s highest potential with only five minutes left to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;What would you do if you had only five minutes to live? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A 3 minute look back…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The first 90 seconds worth of apologies to family and friends. Reflecting on what I have said or done without realized that may have offended them. Each person is liable for their doings. I just have to take responsibility for what I did or said and accept that it was maybe upsetting to some. By apologizing, I am, most of all, healing myself, my life, the person, my relationship with the person, and the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next 90 seconds would be to say thank you. To family &amp;amp; friends for the good times, the journey, the madness, the support, the understanding, the forgiveness, the encouragement and the guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next 60 seconds…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tell my siblings to smile when they reach the mountain of success and don’t ever forget those that make them reach the top and those they meet along the voyage. I would tell my little brothers and sisters too that attitude far outweighs skills when it comes to living (skills can be learned). Wasted time is the greatest waste of all, look after the world around you since good planets are hard to find, embrace challenge and adventure since it will help you sleep better at night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final 60 seconds…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To look at my parents, siblings and close friends in their eyes and say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; we never know when we will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We go to sleep every night thinking that we will wake up the next morning. But we might not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Just as we don’t know what will happen tomorrow, we don’t know if we will be here to see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Close to a million people will die around the world every day. Most of them didn’t think that they were going to die. They didn’t think that it would happen to them or that it would have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We think the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I began to think a lot about this recently again after witnessing a car accident. The people in the accident left their house and got into the accident. Never have they known that it would be the last goodbye, the last kiss and the last smile. And now, they are gone, leaving behind their families and responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What if that was me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What if tomorrow never comes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What would happen next? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;insyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-4891551927128752392?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/4891551927128752392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=4891551927128752392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4891551927128752392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4891551927128752392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/03/hats-off.html' title='Hats Off'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/w14v4vGUDdg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6742427526227381516</id><published>2011-02-25T10:50:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T10:40:07.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>What's Up, Doc?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, this is not about a fictional rabbit who is perhaps the most famous rabbit in the world, not bad for a make believe one is it?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is about another Bug who has bloodsucking everybody in my Section and are biting his way through the whole Division, leaving unsuspecting victims with aching-emotional bites. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I came across this letter after getting another 'bite' from the Bug. Though not directly being 'bitten', but whenever another colleague got their 'bites', anyone can get an infestation of it, and this does not mean a lack of enthusiasm that has reflected in our work.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be. Very. Afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE LETTER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My Boss Is A Self-Serving Ego-Nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Dear Office-Politics, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My boss is a self-serving ego-nightmare at the cost of my self esteem. He had minimal previous experience in the field his post assumes, yet assumes he has has magically accumulated expert knowledge of every area of our function. He contradicts or disagrees with every opinion or comment we say to the point he constantly contradicts himself. He takes over ever meeting we attend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Twice in the last 2 weeks he has chased out people who were helping me and taken over, only to make things worse. The last time he did this he made my problems worse and I had to wait until he went to a meeting so I could get the person who was helping me back so that I could complete my task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He talks over people when they are talking but does it in a way that he says we interrupted him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; I have 12 years+ experience, however anything I attempt to contribute is criticized extensively. He never says “hello” or “Did you have a nice weekend/holiday“. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My work mate describes him as the rudest person she has ever worked for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is exceptionally moody, some days, such as last Monday, he systematically went to each of our desks and found a way to upset us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He never delivers on any of his promises. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;He gives all the interesting and high profile projects to one of the team (who was our most junior and by far least experienced), but he has positioned this person as the most high ranking. This person is an infamous brown noser and is very giggly and ‘touchy’ with him. They have lots of ‘whispering’ meetings at each others desks. I am sure this is not an affair, what I am sure is that she is providing him data about what the rest of us are doing, as he has slipped up a few times knowing things I have not told him. What is interesting is I have observed that he brown noses managers that are superior in position to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I used to deliver huge projects for a well known high tech firm and now I am working in the back ground doing menial tasks, I have to approve everything I do through him, this is a huge ‘demotion’ for me. I do critical jobs (when possible), in secret so that he does not make me constantly re-work them, such as helping other departments out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My once loved job is now hell. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have considered moving and have had a couple of interviews but feel resentful that I should have to move. My other work mate is at their wits end also and has the identical observations I do, (from what I can see he treats this work mate worse than he treats me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know I should go to the HR department but I am terrified of losing my job as we have limited income at home. In the last round of layoffs they got rid of “trouble causers” (as termed by one manager), and many good people were let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling trapped, losing my self esteem, please help.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trapped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE REPLY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;OFFICE-POLITICS REPLY BY DR. RICK BRANDON AND DR. MARTY SELDMAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Trapped,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You describe your boss as full of power-tripping, naked self-interest and ego gland hyperactivity, technically incompetent and unknowledgeable, interpersonally unskilled and rude, not a very nice person, a power tyrant and ego tripper, an overly political player who plays favorites and uses the new junior as a spy, and into a low-integrity good old boy network. But, Trapped, other than that, congrats on having such a great boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it’s so obvious that we hope you can develop a sense of humor and realize if he’s so blindly obvious perhaps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a) You can take it less personally and see it for what he is, defusing, asking yourself,” how miserable his life must be to be this insecure and unaware,” etc.. Remind yourself that only “hurt people hurt people,” and while compassion is tough when you get burned, you don’t want to be so angry that it’s like taking poison (anger) and thinking it’ll kill the other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b) It’s likely that others see him for the blindly obvious behavior and often power pedestals are shaky to stand on. Maybe others will see him for what he is, and he may topple. Take solace in that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c) Focus on building your own positive buzz and reputation (self-promo, network with seniors).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;d) Don’t give the benefit of the doubt to the junior brown-noser since she’s getting all the benefit and you’re getting all the doubt! Protect yourself by having more private agenda, keeping your friends close but your enemies closer by not revealing what she will simply pass on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes when someone is this blatantly political, punitive, and controlling, they are symptoms of a tyrant running a “private power pocket,” sometimes called a “closed shop.” This means he may have some hidden naked self-interest he is hiding and over-controls his department because he wants to maintain control, hoard information or resources, conceal illegal or quasi-legal behavior, or perpetuate some unethical ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other clues are absence of open communication flow in and out of the team, little disagreement allowed, whistle-blowers being punished in the past (so be careful), and an environment of people’s living in fear — do we allow this demigod to keep hurting the company or blow the whistle, yet we might be risking revenge. As you ponder whether it’s safe to tell appropriate people, please consider the risks and rewards carefully, including the fact that whenever a private power pocket exists, it usually means that the layer of management above it has a huge political blind spot, or is privy to the power pocket and lending tacit endorsement. In some companies, they are even accomplices. We’re not suggesting this is happening, just that it’s a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, regarding feeling trapped, you ALWAYS have choice, first over your attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes and stay savvy! Thanks for writing to Office-Politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Rick Brandon, Ph.d. and Marty Seldman, Ph.D. Co-authors, Survival of the Savvy: High-Integrity Political Tactics for Career and Company Success&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mom told me once, "If you are patient in one moment of anger, you will escape a hundred days of sorrow.” So i guess, i just have to BE PATIENT and PRAY HARD... the world is broad and wide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I'm just a little wabbit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/4428168048018268790-6742427526227381516?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6742427526227381516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6742427526227381516&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6742427526227381516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6742427526227381516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-up-doc.html' title='What&apos;s Up, Doc?'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-2545980301051804486</id><published>2011-02-20T01:11:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T00:15:01.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Bee and Bunga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKyvtiWl938/TWAFteNU3_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/I95L7fvg3WI/s1600/simple%252Ctime%252Cillustration%252Ccreative%252Cbirds%252Ctoday%252Cbirds-99aa6df0d5272bad7f9c60e4069dd059_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKyvtiWl938/TWAFteNU3_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/I95L7fvg3WI/s400/simple%252Ctime%252Cillustration%252Ccreative%252Cbirds%252Ctoday%252Cbirds-99aa6df0d5272bad7f9c60e4069dd059_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575462617445883890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Yesterday was a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm0XCyFVQ_I/TWAG9SF_V5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/h57QfG41ZgE/s1600/alone%252Cemotion%252Cfashion%252Cgirl%252Clight%252Csummer-1bf7148d923347d0392a57128ed64144_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm0XCyFVQ_I/TWAG9SF_V5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/h57QfG41ZgE/s400/alone%252Cemotion%252Cfashion%252Cgirl%252Clight%252Csummer-1bf7148d923347d0392a57128ed64144_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575463988583421842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;like any other day, alone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rJmtZTpUVhQ/TWE6TnNrGrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/e-nRkEyoX8E/s1600/a7c48c3a237fa69cae8bccadbee96a33_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rJmtZTpUVhQ/TWE6TnNrGrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/e-nRkEyoX8E/s400/a7c48c3a237fa69cae8bccadbee96a33_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575801922279643826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The unchanged gloomy w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CMOK3N5rYek/TWAG98EL9WI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Wjjx3SyCBnE/s1600/gir%252Clight%252Ccontemplation%252Cdepressed%252Cdiverging%252Croads%252Cgrass-489190c7e2fbb29a96d1fd4aebba18c7_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CMOK3N5rYek/TWAG98EL9WI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Wjjx3SyCBnE/s400/gir%252Clight%252Ccontemplation%252Cdepressed%252Cdiverging%252Croads%252Cgrass-489190c7e2fbb29a96d1fd4aebba18c7_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575463999850149218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;to pass the lane...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3_973e66C8/TWAH0AYV73I/AAAAAAAAAV8/WtxgLVQXJ80/s1600/sunset%252Cview%252Cwindow%252Cpictuer%252Cdecoration%252Cpostcards%252Cfrom%252Cfar%252Caway-fe0b369851e8ae632abf9ce77a4b6c72_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3_973e66C8/TWAH0AYV73I/AAAAAAAAAV8/WtxgLVQXJ80/s400/sunset%252Cview%252Cwindow%252Cpictuer%252Cdecoration%252Cpostcards%252Cfrom%252Cfar%252Caway-fe0b369851e8ae632abf9ce77a4b6c72_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575464928721366898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The day rest without me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMQWZpC_w6Y/TWAG995-NyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vQgsfD_Y-Nk/s1600/4076632996_182256605d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMQWZpC_w6Y/TWAG995-NyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/vQgsfD_Y-Nk/s400/4076632996_182256605d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575464000344176418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out of the darkness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;someone else stroke my shadow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iY3W4jxtgqU/TWE6TZSNV9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/-k82fMMIAG8/s1600/3751235290_37c84efa54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iY3W4jxtgqU/TWE6TZSNV9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/-k82fMMIAG8/s400/3751235290_37c84efa54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575801918540568530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;He said: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                                                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;                                                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    lyanaazera@yellowkube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;19022011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Congratulations to a beautiful couple, Fawwaz and Rifhan. Wishing you a wonderful journey as you build your new life together.&lt;/em&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/4428168048018268790-2545980301051804486?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/2545980301051804486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=2545980301051804486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2545980301051804486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2545980301051804486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/02/yesterday-was-day.html' title='Bee and Bunga'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKyvtiWl938/TWAFteNU3_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/I95L7fvg3WI/s72-c/simple%252Ctime%252Cillustration%252Ccreative%252Cbirds%252Ctoday%252Cbirds-99aa6df0d5272bad7f9c60e4069dd059_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-3259775638366040594</id><published>2011-02-18T10:48:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T00:19:42.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Mood'/><title type='text'>In The Mood: Riding The Energy Bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always love non-fiction fables - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who Moved My Cheese, Our Iceberg Is Melting, The One Minute Manager&lt;/span&gt; and recent catch, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Energy Bus&lt;/span&gt;. It is just easy-to-understand and entertaining but still communicates confident principles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is my turn to do the Knowledge Sharing this morning and it was really at moment's notice. Having less than 24 hours, piles of work on the ‘IN TRAY’, bad sore throat plus coughing and with so many negative energy crippling the office, I’ll just have to settle with whatever is there on the shelf. (Borrowed few books from the library hoping that I could have a page marathon at night and have something fresh to be shared with the rest… haha, it’s a shattered dream.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So Energy Bus got my vote. (When POSITIVE energy is so much needed for me and colleagues!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Olm0est7cnc/TV5iVqHHOcI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Zv6exHvKXys/s1600/TheEnergyBus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Olm0est7cnc/TV5iVqHHOcI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Zv6exHvKXys/s320/TheEnergyBus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575001512952150466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Energy Bus is written like a fairy tale business. The big header on the bright yellow cover&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; “10 Rules to Fuel Your Life, Work, and Team with Positive Energy” &lt;/span&gt;is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;convincing enough. (It’s sending a subtle message that I need more energy?) And I'm glad I got my nose stuck to it on one beautiful Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If all 10 rules have been put clearly in the content, I would have said: "Yes, I already know that…" and put it a skip. But reading of the first few chapters and the first rule revealed on the 7th chapter has left me with zeal to complete the whole book in a day. (“Hey this book is so me!”).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jon Gordon, reveals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"10 secrets" for the ride of our life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "You are the Driver of Your Bus." - This is the most important rule: Take responsibility for your life. Take control. Don't subject yourself to whimsy of others. It's your bus and you are the driver and you choose where you are going and the kind of ride it's going to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rule &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Desire, Vision, and Focus Move Your Bus in the Right Direction" - Create your vision for your life by determining where you desire your bus to go. Then turn you vision into reality by focusing your thoughts on that vision.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule 3: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Fuel Your Ride with Positive Energy" - A formula for life: Having a positive energy with allow you to experience a more positive life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Invite People on Your Bus and Share Your Vision for the Road Ahead."- The more people who join your bus the more positive energy you will have to fuel it. Share your vision and ask the people in your life to get on board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule 5: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Don't Waste Your Energy on Those Who Don't Get on Your Bus." - Not everyone is going to want to get on your bus and you shouldn't worry or try to force them on. This will only drain your energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule 6: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Post a Sign That Says No Energy Vampires Allowed on Your Bus." - Don't include negative people on your bus. Be strong enough to kick them off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule 7:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Enthusiasm Attracts More Passengers and Energizes Them During the Ride." - Enthusiasm and positive thinking is contagious. Show enthusiasm for life and give your full heart to it. Become a "Chief Energy Officer," someone who shares positive energy and "communicates from the heart.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule 8:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Love your Passengers" - Genuinely love and care for the people in your life this will inspire loyalty; it will keep them on your bus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule 9:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Drive with Purpose" - Giving purpose to our lives will keep life fresh and inspire us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule 10:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Have Fun and Enjoy the Ride" - Live your life and enjoy every moment. Don't stress about little things and don't dwell on regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There have been numerous readings that I have done on life, positive energy and success, and the secret to overcome negativity and create success: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO HAVE FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been a really bumpy road at  work, but I know I will get there to the destination that i have chosen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with God wills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Positive energy," Gordon writes, "is like muscle. The more you use it the stronger it becomes. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I know, I am the one responsible in achieving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Remember, you have only one ride through life so give it all you got and enjoy the ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4428168048018268790-3259775638366040594?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/3259775638366040594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=3259775638366040594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3259775638366040594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3259775638366040594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-mood-riding-energy-bus.html' title='In The Mood: Riding The Energy Bus'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Olm0est7cnc/TV5iVqHHOcI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Zv6exHvKXys/s72-c/TheEnergyBus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4099470198534676924</id><published>2011-02-14T17:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T19:34:29.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Apple to Apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I had to choose the best of the best word games, without a shadow of doubt it would be Scrabble. But forlornly, it has been securely kept inside the car since I lost my best Scrabble chums - mum is quite busy with work, King went back to State in August last year and friends don’t really believe games that need ‘accepted wisdom’ and ‘thinking cap’ is fun and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the usual reply that I can almost expected, “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scrabble game? Ergh. BORINGGGG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, thanks to King, I’m now Apples to Apples game fag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ynv0ZPhXUXE/TVj3OatKkHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yCnR3czCRmY/s1600/pic213515_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573476365929975922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ynv0ZPhXUXE/TVj3OatKkHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yCnR3czCRmY/s320/pic213515_md.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s really one of those word games that remind you that word games are not just for nerds. It's as straightforward as "comparing apples to apples” yet fun and hilarious! (Prepare to perk up your debating talents.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still searching for the party set in KL though. As for now, I bookmarked &lt;a href="http://nutsybolts.com/"&gt;nutsybolts.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone? (Let’s join the hilarious experience)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;An apple a day keeps the doctor away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4428168048018268790-4099470198534676924?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/4099470198534676924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=4099470198534676924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4099470198534676924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4099470198534676924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/02/apple-to-apple.html' title='Apple to Apple'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ynv0ZPhXUXE/TVj3OatKkHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yCnR3czCRmY/s72-c/pic213515_md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-1998450636528191691</id><published>2011-02-13T07:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T12:45:27.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Call Me Crazums!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The main ‘raison d'être’ why  I crave for an iPad:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gorgeous case from Michael Kors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMX_nZTjhL4/TVcZpsxeouI/AAAAAAAAATs/HOs-kU8D8UM/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMX_nZTjhL4/TVcZpsxeouI/AAAAAAAAATs/HOs-kU8D8UM/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572951268078297826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, you can call me crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As how Apple is putting it, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Classic, contemporary chic with plenty of protection&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You strike my mind and eyes MK iPad cover!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; But of course, I will take the iPad inside, too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just like having my favorite Tea-Off donuts from the Big Apple, exploring the melodic realm of indulgence when donuts collide with green tea. Awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;It is 115 days to my birthday. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-1998450636528191691?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/1998450636528191691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=1998450636528191691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1998450636528191691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1998450636528191691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/02/call-me-crazums.html' title='Call Me Crazums!'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMX_nZTjhL4/TVcZpsxeouI/AAAAAAAAATs/HOs-kU8D8UM/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4514316414282045858</id><published>2011-02-04T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T22:17:08.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TUvNVuIHG-I/AAAAAAAAATI/rpYLMPztvVA/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TUvNVuIHG-I/AAAAAAAAATI/rpYLMPztvVA/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569771137216748514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you would come back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We may perhaps begin it wonderfully again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you would come back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It would be better, love regain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you would come back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We will be flying to the moon in the pink jet plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Call the carpenter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Patch up the pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I will cook your favorite French Toast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or make you coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;…if you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Starbucks made me write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-4514316414282045858?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/4514316414282045858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=4514316414282045858&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4514316414282045858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4514316414282045858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/02/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TUvNVuIHG-I/AAAAAAAAATI/rpYLMPztvVA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-7129247542291141023</id><published>2011-02-03T00:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:24:49.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I realize change is expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also understand without tough times, happy times wouldn’t be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m mature enough to recognize that, and wise enough to do my best to accept it. Although at times it gets the best of me, put a damper on me, and honestly worries me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I’ve had more than one situation that is hard to process, and the fate of tomorrow is vague. I have changes to arrive in my own life, and it’s a path I’ve not yet traveled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have dream. Wish for the future. It’s the strength in me that will keep on glittering even in the most flimsy and taxing times of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I’m able to take a deep breath and continue on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUpPzVLBEbg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUpPzVLBEbg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;We all have our own life to pursue, our own kind of dream. And we all have some power to make wishes come true, as long as we keep believing. It is the law of attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;We should never negotiate our dreams. We should never agree to surrender our dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;No person has the right to rain on our dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;But what we should always remember, family is where we find hope, where wings take dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-7129247542291141023?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/7129247542291141023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=7129247542291141023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7129247542291141023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7129247542291141023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/02/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6543420021446504387</id><published>2011-01-23T18:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T09:16:54.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Another Cruel Pneumonia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess all countries should straight away trigger their pandemic awareness plans. Countries should remain on high alert for outbreaks of influenza-like illness and the cruel pneumonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;King, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm really sorry for your situation right now. I’m praying that you’ll get better soon. If only I can send a Care Package to you… But I guess, by the time you received the UPS parcel, you are fully recovered. Just hope you will get back in the swing of things real soon. Take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Been reading a lot on Pneumonia of late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. It is attacking the circle of my close people. And i'm wondering why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what King has called me-The Pneumonia Master, i guess i'm just qualified to be awarded the Master in Pnuemonia from the University of Lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, there are 3 kinds of pneumonia - viral, fungal, and bacterial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With treatment, most types of bacterial pneumonia can be cured within 1 to 2 weeks. Viral pneumonia may last longer, and mycoplasmal pneumonia may take 4 to 6 weeks to resolve completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow. That long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Heel fast King! I bet Wharton Uni just isn’t the same without you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are several ways to prevent pneumonia. Appropriately treating underlying illnesses (such as flu and coughing) can decrease a person's risk of pneumonia. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smoking cessation is important&lt;/span&gt; as it helps to limit lung damage and because the smoke interferes with many of the body's natural defenses against pneumonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the treatment, all a person need is to get plenty of rest. We just have to stay well hydrated by drinking lots of plain water and 7up (and i read somewhere that chicken soup is good too!). Coughing out any phlegm and breath deeply from time to time is really important. So even though we are under the par, we can't just be a couch potato. Breathing exercise helps a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are fairly a number of home remedies for pneumonia and one of it is by using the garlic. It is considered as a marvelous treatment for those who are suffering from pneumonia. Aside from its ability to bring down the body heat, it can also tone down respiration and pulse in just 48 hours. Or we may as well opt for the garlic paste and apply it on the chest to make us feel warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressive? Ok, I'm a good Googler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have to own a stethoscope soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lets get fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6543420021446504387?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6543420021446504387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6543420021446504387&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6543420021446504387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6543420021446504387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-cruel-pneumonia.html' title='Another Cruel Pneumonia?'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8755596542305571192</id><published>2011-01-18T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T14:10:14.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Mudd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Mudd,&lt;br /&gt;The loss is still very fresh and raw for us to deal with. The death of someone we care about is always difficult especially if the death is sudden and untimely.  It's simply devastating to have to go through and i know you're not fully done grieving at this point, it's been less than a week since passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when i think back, i bet he would want us to celebrate his life, not mourn his death forever.  He would want us to be happy, not be sad all the time. His spirit still lives on in our heart and in our memories and NO ONE can ever take that away from us ever. Take comfort in knowing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TTUtT_gyHzI/AAAAAAAAARY/Zcx1mqesN0o/s320/being-a-grown-up-rules.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563402736175816498" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And on your 29th birthday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm wishing you all the great things in life, hope this day will bring you an extra share of all that makes you happiest. Just be grateful for all that you have in life, it's all very precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looking forward to many more years of fun and friendship and many more of your birthdays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Count your life by smiles, not tears. Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8755596542305571192?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8755596542305571192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8755596542305571192&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8755596542305571192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8755596542305571192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/01/mudd.html' title='Mudd'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TTUtT_gyHzI/AAAAAAAAARY/Zcx1mqesN0o/s72-c/being-a-grown-up-rules.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-157401313602893924</id><published>2011-01-16T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T11:01:31.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>R.I.P: A Memory Lasts Forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11:30 am, 13th January, 2011&lt;/span&gt; a date that I will never forget. The &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leptospirosis" target="_blank"&gt;pain&lt;/a&gt; grows, and it just gets stronger.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone call. My emotion changed and tears dropped. The angel closes his eyes into an eternal sleep. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days has passed without him by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I write these words I think about all the memories. You were always so strong! We were together through all the ups and downs. We stick together when we were happy or sad and you protected me from hurt and disgrace. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m so grateful.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As childhood friends, eternally brother-sister I thought we'd be, but something struck and now you left.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness saddens me every day and night. It hurts me so badly and every morning I woke up and wish you could come back or maybe it is just a bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A piece of my life is what I now lack, dearest best friend, I miss you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ll remember the last good bye. There were tears flooding in every eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll be in our heart and you'll never go, I'll love you forever Alif, I just hope you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TTJWIVWskqI/AAAAAAAAARI/L-V8XNLuDOo/s1600/alif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TTJWIVWskqI/AAAAAAAAARI/L-V8XNLuDOo/s400/alif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562603190927266466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;For some life lasts a short while, but the memories it holds last forever. Al-Fatihah to Alif Abu Bakar Wahab,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-157401313602893924?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/157401313602893924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=157401313602893924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/157401313602893924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/157401313602893924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/01/rip-memory-lasts-forever.html' title='R.I.P: A Memory Lasts Forever.'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TTJWIVWskqI/AAAAAAAAARI/L-V8XNLuDOo/s72-c/alif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5337306317799128913</id><published>2011-01-07T00:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T16:06:59.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Get Well Soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;How serious is a lung and urine infection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Alif,&lt;br /&gt;If knowing that someone cares may help you to heal fast, then you should be feeling better once you are up tomorrow! As you rest and heal, know that you are thought of warmly and wished a quick recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you perk up soon bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shisha contains 36 times more nicotine than cigarette tobacco. A delicious killer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-5337306317799128913?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5337306317799128913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5337306317799128913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5337306317799128913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5337306317799128913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/01/get-well-soon.html' title='Get Well Soon!'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-712662669834976302</id><published>2011-01-05T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T06:44:50.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>15217 kilometers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Distance is not for the fearful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is for the bold. It is for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It is for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don't see it nearly enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love isn’t love if you’re not willing to sacrifice something for it. It may be as big as giving up all of those you own like job and wealth in exchange for a simple life with the one that you love, or something as small as giving 5 minutes of your time even if you’re very busy just to talk to your special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a journey that two people go through, and in each journey there are difficulties and risks that require sacrifices...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TSNK7rCBOgI/AAAAAAAAAP4/fvonJyX6lqk/s1600/tumblr_kywwemworc1qzr04eo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only a life lived for others is worth living.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-712662669834976302?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/712662669834976302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=712662669834976302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/712662669834976302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/712662669834976302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/01/15217-kilometers.html' title='15217 kilometers'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-1184993533719219378</id><published>2011-01-01T11:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T17:43:02.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Adapting To Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2011 is Loading&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;██████████████████ &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;99%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year All!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Launching off the Mission Ttypwe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-1184993533719219378?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/1184993533719219378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=1184993533719219378&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1184993533719219378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1184993533719219378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2011/01/adapting-to-change.html' title='Adapting To Change'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6553712351948346419</id><published>2010-12-30T23:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T13:10:09.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Twenty Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 28th Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.4shared.com/audio/Iwv3CLFq/King.html" target="_blank"&gt;King!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Just imagine it is a big flashing birthday wish on the JumboTron during a Steelers' game at Heinz Field)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TRzO3fgwapI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3Zjcll7tVTw/s1600/Steelers_cupcake_tower_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556543493015366290" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TRzO3fgwapI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3Zjcll7tVTw/s320/Steelers_cupcake_tower_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You have 24 hours to do as you wish.&lt;br /&gt;Better get busy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wishing you fun times, and the best of days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congratulation on your excellent exam results Dr. Future Harvard's Professor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6553712351948346419?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6553712351948346419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6553712351948346419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6553712351948346419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6553712351948346419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/12/twenty-eight.html' title='Twenty Eight'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TRzO3fgwapI/AAAAAAAAAPo/3Zjcll7tVTw/s72-c/Steelers_cupcake_tower_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5195496072345334014</id><published>2010-12-30T11:10:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:12:39.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>A Lesson Learnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TRv7BMPELJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iqz13T_Wz7Y/s1600/6a0133f5259f77970b0148c6c45f26970c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556310563174493330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TRv7BMPELJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iqz13T_Wz7Y/s320/6a0133f5259f77970b0148c6c45f26970c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well 2010 is about to come to a close and we'll be welcoming in 2011, the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As we slowly approach the end of another year, there is once again a visible feeling of expectation and excitement for what the upcoming year will bring. The start of a new year often stirs a sense of hopefulness that better times and new opportunities for improvement are just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While everybody use the end of the year planning for what they need to achieve in 2011, I guess it’s equally important for us not lose sight of the lessons learned over the past twelve months-the Blacks and Whites, Ups and Downs, Successes and Failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mine? It would be a long roll of lessons... bunches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I learned that if we work hard, we will get far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. I learned that they are many people expect ‘free meals’ along the way without doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. I learned that most often people don't say what they actually think but they say what they think the others want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. I learned that relationship across the miles is HARD! So long as the person we are keeping the relationship with is worth it, YES it’s going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learned that everyone may hear what we say and friends will listen to what we say. To see who our best friends are, they are those who listen to what you don't say, they just understand us and know there's something wrong even when we have the biggest smile on our face. I thank God, I see true friends along the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learned that we should not trust anyone but ourselves and that it is really hard to build up trust. But only in seconds everything can be shattered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learned it is natural to stop having chemistry with a certain person, and if we grow apart, just be happy for the good times, and know how lucky we were to have that great person part in our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. I learned that men hate it when we talk about our ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. I learned that men love women with brains more than those in miniskirts. But they like feminity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learned that I may still fall for bullshit. But I won’t be crying about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. I learned certain men tend to get serious with their relationship and become TOO possessive. So watch out as certain guys don't comprehend the statement "Get lost" too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. I learned men can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than women can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. I learned that it's not easy for a man to let go of his girlfriend after they broke up especially when they've been together for 3 years or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learned to send ‘thank you’ notes - to thank everyone for their good deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. I learned not to procrastinate. We usually tend to procrastinate with the most difficult tasks until the last moment. The truth about those tasks is that most of the time they are not as bad as they seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. I learned that only if our bodies and minds are both located in the same place at the same time, and we are fully present, we will find the true happiness we seek. Worrying about the future and chewing on ‘old bones’ from the past have little value to offer to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. I learned not to push things hard, if it’s meant to be, it'll happen. I won’t screw up the best thing that ever happened to me anymore just because I’m little unsure about what I really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. I learned that family is regardless the most important thing in my life. Sadly, like the diet, we have every intention to start living healthy but we just don't get around to it. I learned that we should grab the moment now, savor our time with parents and family, and not wait. Friends come and go, but family is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. I learned to be wide awake of the office politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20. I learned on how to deal with frenemies. (Just don’t be too close to them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learned that giving to charity should be part of our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I learned that if you can’t get past the third chapter of a book, just dump it. Similarly, if you can’t stand a movie after the third scene… just stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learned that sometimes we just need a day where we can hide in our room to make things better and at times we just need a super fun song like We Speak No Americano by Yolanda to dance like nobody’s business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24. I learned the best and cheapest way to feel happy is by being close to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. I learned that the word "OK" looks like a stick person tilting the head to the left! Ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One lengthy roll. There are many more things that I have learned in my Learning Year of 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; But i think i should stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh 2011, give me more lessons. I’m learning all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulation to Malaysia Football team on the last night's triumph. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is Malaysia back on the Asian footballing map? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-5195496072345334014?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5195496072345334014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5195496072345334014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5195496072345334014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5195496072345334014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/12/lesson-learnt.html' title='A Lesson Learnt'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TRv7BMPELJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iqz13T_Wz7Y/s72-c/6a0133f5259f77970b0148c6c45f26970c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8594798429858719442</id><published>2010-12-25T07:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:23:46.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Early Riser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I love being able to get up, and greet a wonderful new day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday morning, and the 3 hours sleep that i had last night does not stopped me for being an early riser TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I used to start my day jumping out of bed and rushing to get myself ready. Lately, sadly, that excited feeling isn't there anymore. I would walk into work, looking rumpled and barely awake. Blame the Night Owl life that i'm living now-staying up late, streaming movies, surfing the net, 'stalking' and jadajada! Oh and yes, all the take home office work!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *Cant they realized that when we are refreshed, we are ready for a full day at work each day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to renew my morning ritual from today. I miss being a morning person.The sunrise... how the day slowly gets brighter and when the brilliant colors start to seep into the sky! Beautiful. I miss my morning jog! I miss the quietude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am fortunate to have woken up and alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a precious life, I am not going to waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am going to expand my heart and have kind thoughts towards others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am not going to get angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am going to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I am going to make this feeling stay every morning, every day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no better way to start off your day than to wake early! Hey, i have extra hours now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakfast date with JUJU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;(✿◠‿   ◠)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8594798429858719442?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8594798429858719442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8594798429858719442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8594798429858719442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8594798429858719442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/12/early-riser.html' title='Early Riser'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6153330201948394347</id><published>2010-12-11T17:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:25:22.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Until I Say "I DO".</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s the month that is full of love.  When February is known as the Month of Love to the rest of the world, I choose December in its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the second week of December and my weekends for December are all marked with weddings. I have been receiving a frequent  wedding invitations from friends these days, and been thinking about it on how many people of my age are, at this point, settling down and starting their own families  - another obvious indication that I, certainly, are coming of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While I don’t have any plans of tying the knot just yet (and this post has got nothing to do with getting married), I confess that I like browsing through wedding sites lately because let’s face it, weddings - the colors, the themes, the photographs, the flowers, laces, and ribbons, the diamonds, the giveaways, the invitations – Ohemgee, are just so pleasurable to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m not saying go and be inspired to get married. I’m saying, go and be inspired to do something out of ordinary. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The love heat is warming the house today. My brother is getting engaged tomorrow (hooray)! YES, my YOUNGER brother is getting engaged, YES, that should have happened to me first and YES, I'm very happy for him. After the long 11 years of dating, I guess it is just the right time for him to take their relationship to the next phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being the eldest of the family and still not wearing a ring is going to be a big thing tomorrow, something which I can foretell. "When are you going to get married?" is going to be another ‘scripted’ question from relatives. Just like meeting the relatives during the Eid and everyone would be asking when I will be getting married.  It was intense! Or rather I call it annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm a big fan of being true. I would say something vague and honest, like, "Oh, when the time comes..." And then quickly change the subject: "So, how are you doing?" "Any fun Eid plans?" "How's your daughter doing?" "I love your Kebaya, where did you get it?”(You catch my drift...) If all else fails, I just grinned (evilly) and say: "Next school holiday, actually. Just wait for the card".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I’m still finding fun and witty responses to the questions tomorrow. Just to make sure that it won’t blight my good vibe and the ‘loveliness’.  Just got to be happy that someone else has found the one, and remember that mine will always be best for me, doesn't matter if it is first or last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I think I have some good thought of letting him jumping the queue...&lt;br /&gt;1) To use this as a test run to how I want my engagement/wedding to be and&lt;br /&gt;2) Good things come to those who wait.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayah, Happy 58th Birthday! God knows how the world you mean to me. I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6153330201948394347?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6153330201948394347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6153330201948394347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6153330201948394347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6153330201948394347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/12/until-i-say-i-do.html' title='Until I Say &quot;I DO&quot;.'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4745006422446872758</id><published>2010-12-04T23:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:25:31.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>p.e.l.i.k</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Mr. Stalker&lt;br /&gt;I'M TRULY SORRY...&lt;br /&gt;But you just got to eat this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just wanna let you know that you're so weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;weird &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that you don't even know that you're weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EVERYONE keeps telling you that you're weird but you wont listen because you're weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How weird can you get, weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you can even understand the term stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dont be so stupid, but you are stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You dont even have to act stupid to be stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You try to act smart but you are so stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hope you know how stupid you are because if you don't see that you're stupid, you will always be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drama Director.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im so sorry because you're so dramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's probably your fault for being so dramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well i guess it cant be help since you are so dramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If life is sad for you , its because you're so dramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No words can describe how dramatic you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weirdo, Stupid, Drama Director...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's why I'm updating a post on your weirdness, stupidity and drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really hope that you will read this (and please stop stalking!) and learn that you are so weird, stupid and dramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you finally realize that you're so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;weird, stupid and dramatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You better buy me ice cream cause it is not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;weird, stupid and dramatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you probably wont, because you're so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;weird, stupid and dramatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With much, extra "love",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Truth hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='p.e.l.i.k'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6352665918277298413</id><published>2010-11-13T10:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:26:09.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Words Of Congratulation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There’s no denying that when a woman falls in love it’s really tough to ever let that go. Most of us recognize that love isn’t something that pops into our lives everyday… When we meet and fall in love with the man we believe is our one true love, we’re going to hold onto him with everything we’ve got. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When that man decides he no longer wants to be with you, (or he just couldn’t be with you for whatever reason that he might throw!) the pain can be really horrendous. It’s really hard for anyone to understand what you’re feeling unless they’ve also gone through a somber break up. The only thing you can think of is how you can get him back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Beuti-FOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Chop-chop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OK, My ex-BF got married last night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I dated this guy for over EIGHT years. He is a really nice guy I would say. It was all the way a CHOC-DIPPED-MARSHMALLOW journey. Sweet and nice. Ok, there were NUTS in between the nyummy bites but things were fine until a mysterious infection stole our happiness spread by the virus named FATE.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (Infection got worse when the SHANA’s virus came! It is like a cancer, without me realizing, slowly its killing the relationship. TQ, oh-I’m so-lucky-you-are-not-my-MIL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are clear on the reasons why we broke up in the first place, and know that we don't want to get back together and hurt ourselves again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God is fair. So I rather call it a DESTINY.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We then shifted the partnership to a friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's the dreaded four-words...  "Can we be friends?" A must question to be asked when a relationship hits the rocks. In reality, the questions should be "Should we be friends?" And, if so, "How will we delineate that relationship?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Rules were set. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To stick by them? It was hard. That I have to confess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good friendship is what we hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now he is married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the confession made, it is really hard to stick by the set rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handling the relationship with someone we broke up with can be quite tricky. Sometimes we may feel uncomfortable and completely out of place just being around them, and sometimes we long to see them. Whatever said and done, it is true that we certainly had a lot in common and shared a good understanding, which took us as far as 8 years in a relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But now, things are not going to be the same. The friendship shouldn’t stay. It may not be a really good idea to turn the bitter romance into a sweet friendship when one of us is married.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had our last goodbye on Monday. It was a really sad end. Not at all have I felt bad that he is getting married. But the fact that I’m losing a brother and a best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, I’m being invited to his reception tomorrow. And NO, I don’t think I’m going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just wishing you the happily ever after you deserve. Congratulations on your wedding day! May the years ahead be filled with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LASTING &lt;/span&gt;joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Friendship can be rekindled when we both are married. Next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6352665918277298413?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6352665918277298413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6352665918277298413&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6352665918277298413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6352665918277298413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/11/word-of-congratulation.html' title='Words Of Congratulation'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6054401467561952698</id><published>2010-11-06T13:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:26:15.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>The Icky Feeling Last Much Less Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m laying in bed with flu for company. What a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nice &lt;/span&gt;way to spend the 3 days leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yes, I guess it is not too late for a Deepavali wish to be pronounced. (The mood of writing doesn’t arrive yesterday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Happy Deepavali to those celebrating. Happy New Year with plenty of peace and prosperity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, it brings back memories of my Wit-Bix kid. When I used to get sick a lot. Flu. Tired. Low-grade fever. Asthma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was my way of saying “no.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I was a girl, the only way I knew how to be whoever I was and the only way to get attention and have an excuse to say no to something  was to feel physically bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a huge waste of energy that was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So what’s your way of saying No?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Do you have to tell yourself a “story” that makes saying “no” okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So let’s grow ourselves up  today and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tell ourselves how amazing, how beautiful, how powerful, how attractive we are. Tell ourselves about the zillions of options we  have in love and work and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Imagine them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m going to look after myself in bed and on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reading, sleeping,  complaining, smiling, laughing, listening to music, dancing as best I can…perhaps stepping outside to the lake this evening breathing the greens.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (minus the Mat Rempits and PDA couples please!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAYBE&lt;/span&gt; working too-3 audit reports and 1 audit checklist to be completed,  though that’s likely not helping  me here, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now  I’m not saying that our brains and emotions are why we’re sick, but stress and emotions are undeniably such a huge factor in anything that limits us in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lets&lt;/span&gt; find what floats our ship today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And let’s have fun doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Nothing hurts more then waiting since I don't even know what I'm waiting for anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6054401467561952698?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6054401467561952698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6054401467561952698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6054401467561952698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6054401467561952698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/11/icky-feeling-last-much-less-today.html' title='The Icky Feeling Last Much Less Today'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4005341237530434723</id><published>2010-09-05T10:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:26:21.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Blindfold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;None of the colours, seem to speak the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;None of the colours, could give me just one clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;None of the colours, could paint a perfect tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Could i say sorry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Through shades of words i sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Could you forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and all the fears i bring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look at this closely, past of all that you can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tell me there's a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, always a space for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object style="background-image: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/JGr9jDWnaHI/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JGr9jDWnaHI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JGr9jDWnaHI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="219"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cry, if you have to, but make it sure that the tears will wash away all the bitterness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-4005341237530434723?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/4005341237530434723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=4005341237530434723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4005341237530434723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4005341237530434723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/09/blindfold.html' title='Blindfold'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-3202822726640866445</id><published>2010-08-24T06:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:26:27.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VII days'/><title type='text'>VII days - Waiving Goodbye to King Hafiz</title><content type='html'>♪&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Country road, take &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the King&lt;/span&gt; home, to the place, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; belongs, Pennsylvania...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 3 hours, he will be on a plane back home to Philly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. It is the end of my sad countdown. (Being positive for the past few days really helps!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i'm so looking forward for my Spring vaccay!&lt;br /&gt;Or might it be a Winter break?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is a start of a new countdown now. And i will call it a countdown to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y224/cheezecustard/map.jpg" target="_top"&gt;Lalaland.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Couldnt sleep for the whole night. Am i turning myself into a nocturnal? But my eyes are. Owlyana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-3202822726640866445?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/3202822726640866445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=3202822726640866445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3202822726640866445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3202822726640866445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/vii-days-waiving-goodbye-to-raja.html' title='VII days - Waiving Goodbye to King Hafiz'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6710742429516363531</id><published>2010-08-23T01:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:27:30.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VII days'/><title type='text'>VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 1]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I wanted a perfect ending, now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, delicious ambiguity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;To my dearest King,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's all said and done, it's real, and it's been fun.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;It is the end of something simple and the beginning of everything else. I just gotta believe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6710742429516363531?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6710742429516363531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6710742429516363531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6710742429516363531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6710742429516363531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/vii-days-waiving-goodbye-minus-1.html' title='VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 1]'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6010023524579412779</id><published>2010-08-22T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:27:24.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VII days'/><title type='text'>VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 2]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I just want to be happy in these remaining days and making it the most beautiful and wonderful moments of all. For i know, no matter how hard it is for me to waive the goodbye, i just couldn't run from the farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just keep with me all the memories...&lt;br /&gt;For it to be my sunshine after the goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See you again soon, King. At least I hope so...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Iftar with the Mellowees + loved one(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6010023524579412779?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6010023524579412779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6010023524579412779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6010023524579412779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6010023524579412779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/vii-days-waiving-goodbye-minus-2.html' title='VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 2]'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-3193703543792617306</id><published>2010-08-21T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:27:18.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VII days'/><title type='text'>VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 3]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why are we attracted to the same people like us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are people usually attracted to someone who looks like us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I guess it is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="359" height="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCeHLdilnls?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCeHLdilnls?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="359" height="235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mongolians? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-3193703543792617306?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/3193703543792617306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=3193703543792617306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3193703543792617306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3193703543792617306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/vii-days-waiving-goodbye-minus-3.html' title='VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 3]'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6093506134307732889</id><published>2010-08-20T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:27:12.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VII days'/><title type='text'>VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 4]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We only part to meet again. So happy trails to you, until we meet again in March..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;zzzz. Replacing the sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6093506134307732889?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6093506134307732889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6093506134307732889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6093506134307732889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6093506134307732889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/vii-days-waiving-goodbye-minus-4.html' title='VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 4]'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6114196001204775593</id><published>2010-08-19T08:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:27:59.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VII days'/><title type='text'>VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 5]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After long wearing meeting since morning, I guess I just need my stress reliever. Something to help find my inner peace and giving myself the moments of relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best way to combat the stress and when you are unable to break away from the stress in your daily life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light a scented candle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using candles in the office can relieve much stress and help me to relax after a long hard day of series of meetings. I know, sometimes not all of us just have time to practice meditating yoga or sitting in the hot tub. We are all just too busy at times, so light the candle and make good use of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my all time fave, the Tindra Apple Cinnamon candle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The smell of the Apple Pie makes me feel hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is 5 more hours to iftar… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506999167923653106" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TGzKkN52CfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jA1WTjQjSjs/s320/blog.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hey! Miss Purple is having a new friend, Mr. Greeny!" - Thanks to King.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4428168048018268790-6114196001204775593?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6114196001204775593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6114196001204775593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6114196001204775593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6114196001204775593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/vii-days-waiving-goodbye-minus-5.html' title='VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 5]'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/TGzKkN52CfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/jA1WTjQjSjs/s72-c/blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-2212429226679326911</id><published>2010-08-18T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:28:05.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VII days'/><title type='text'>VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 6]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Tinggal!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="292"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGmBR32zmZo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGmBR32zmZo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="292"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lets fly to the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lalaland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-2212429226679326911?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/2212429226679326911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=2212429226679326911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2212429226679326911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2212429226679326911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/vii-days-waiving-goodbye-minus-6.html' title='VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 6]'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-390734175839954159</id><published>2010-08-17T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:28:11.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VII days'/><title type='text'>VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 7]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A countdown to a melancholy episode starts today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; With all the good times, how do I say adieu to this amazing journey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how far you may go, in my heart you’ll always be there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I suppose there's never a right time to say goodbye. So I just got to comprehend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q6enVkCp_F0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q6enVkCp_F0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A MOMENT IN TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;You passed through my life and left your mark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;You may never pass my way again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Or you may stay forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;No matter what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I enjoyed the talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I enjoyed the walk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am blessed, for this moment in time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I asked myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;"Why him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;"What attracts me to him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;"What makes me want him more?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh, there is so much i want to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Even if question are not answered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;There is one thing i want you to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I've been blessed by the effect you had on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;IN THAT MOMENT IN TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;yanna 160810 2200hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The confession night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-390734175839954159?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/390734175839954159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=390734175839954159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/390734175839954159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/390734175839954159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/vii-days-waiving-goodbye-minus-7.html' title='VII days - Waiving Goodbye [minus 7]'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4733539404845581426</id><published>2010-08-13T19:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:28:16.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Is Scrabble a word in Scrabble?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He’s the “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Numbers Guy&lt;/span&gt;,” and I’m (supposedly) the “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words Girl&lt;/span&gt;.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess who wins at Scrabble every time?  I’ll give you a hint — it’s not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But, I’ve learned exactly why I come out behind - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;lack of strategy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m usually the over-eager player who puts down any word that appears, regardless of points.  However, my Scrabble mate’s competitive nature (and endless chanting of, “I’m the champion!”) finally got to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going to play with patience and calculation tonight…  I just want to win!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; *crossing-fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I realized the same strategies could also be applied to everyday life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-4733539404845581426?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/4733539404845581426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=4733539404845581426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4733539404845581426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4733539404845581426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/is-scrabble-word-in-scrabble.html' title='Is Scrabble a word in Scrabble?'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6434044858144159403</id><published>2010-08-09T00:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:28:22.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Leaving?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever just scribbled on a paper, day dreaming, while drawing his name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'd be thinking about him all day, but spending one day without him just wouldn't be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever spent the whole day with him, but at the end it felt like the time just passed you by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's like your time was up but you didn't wanna let him go because you weren't ready to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever just missed him like crazy, and at times it was like you never really knew what to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'd try and do just about anything to spend time with him especially when you know that he will soon be far from you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Searching for Scrabble mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6434044858144159403?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6434044858144159403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6434044858144159403&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6434044858144159403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6434044858144159403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/have-you-ever-just-scribbled-on-paper.html' title='Leaving?'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-1090347336595908844</id><published>2010-08-01T12:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:28:27.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>It is a real joy to:LEARN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not say, “It is morning,” and dismiss it with a name of yesterday. See it for the first time as a new-born child that has no name"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;rom Rabrindranath Tagore’s Stray Birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are all wanderers. It is so simple and so clear that I sometimes feel that our minds are fogged up with complexities that blind us. I look for bliss in things of beauty, sometimes in retail therapy, sometimes in my work, and sometimes in a friendship with a new friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All very different depictions of magnificence and beauty, but which serve to open my eyes and heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But as Tagore put it, "For the first time as a newborn child that has no name" and speak of things as we would like them to be, perhaps we would view our lives as rising toward amazing chapter or losing ground and moving back to an end. I don’t know….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, the best does not come alone. It comes with the companionship of the all… So allow me to believe that if there is one among those stars that guides my life through the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can’t make it through one door, I’ll go through another door OR I’ll make a door. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-1090347336595908844?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/1090347336595908844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=1090347336595908844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1090347336595908844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1090347336595908844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-is-real-joy-tolearn.html' title='It is a real joy to:LEARN'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6957777802608178203</id><published>2010-02-07T01:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:29:16.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Hating The Thing I LOVE Most</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, it may be a bit theatrical title, but that is the fact. I love being intense, and I put great meaning into all and relentlessly searching for meaning in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But every so often I might be too intense and exploring for the meaning to a great extent that I might let pass living. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I suppose at times I just need to be free like the white dove. Just ‘get over it’ or trying to make cheese from the milk. Alleviate the pins and needles and just live life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy New Year Dearest Blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6957777802608178203?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6957777802608178203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6957777802608178203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6957777802608178203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6957777802608178203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2010/02/hating-thing-love-most.html' title='Hating The Thing I LOVE Most'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-7220520326727620036</id><published>2009-10-09T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:28:56.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>lead me the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Liyana Azira is finding the direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;super hero terbang tinggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-7220520326727620036?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/7220520326727620036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=7220520326727620036&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7220520326727620036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7220520326727620036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/10/lead-me-way.html' title='lead me the way'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4203682203508922446</id><published>2009-09-11T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:29:02.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>In A Staright Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today:&lt;/span&gt; Break fasting with PTD 1/2009 friends at Precinct 16, Putrajaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;: With a long-lost dear friend of mine. *miss.kamu*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;: With soul-sibs: Farina, Eman, Gonn and Ajid at Ampang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ladang Jagung?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;: With kipochi at TBD venue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;: With MAMPU's PTD friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/span&gt; BYE-BYE diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Cintailah saya seadanya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-4203682203508922446?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/4203682203508922446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=4203682203508922446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4203682203508922446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4203682203508922446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-staright-line.html' title='In A Staright Line'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-498403580269842281</id><published>2009-09-09T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:29:10.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Connection of Belief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been thinking about the connection of faith and emotion of late. I started thinking about emotion yet again, following this little disconcerting experience last year where my hidden emotional abilities seemed to be much more conscious than my supposedly rational thinking abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Emotional reactions are a kind of sixth sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;aith might be a sort of emotion but on the other it describes the very state of acceptance or belief in that which we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don’t question whether the feeling exists or not, or from where it sprung, we believe in it, we experience it, we know that it is bona fide, that it exists, that it signifies something sincere, honest and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saya sahaja yang tahu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing thing is that some instinctual part of us *felt* something way way before the conscious mind had even a hint of a slip of an illusion of what was approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Believe that a Tortoise can walk fast and a Butterfly may loose its wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-498403580269842281?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/498403580269842281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=498403580269842281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/498403580269842281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/498403580269842281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/09/connection-of-belief.html' title='Connection of Belief'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5404427401825887110</id><published>2009-08-18T10:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:12:38.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Louder Than Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/Soock1w1JiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ONHpt_Ah3Ps/s1600-h/hair-guide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/Soock1w1JiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ONHpt_Ah3Ps/s320/hair-guide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371136924825495074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Short and snappy no words posts activated, I’m on a very chock-a-block schedule...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-5404427401825887110?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5404427401825887110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5404427401825887110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5404427401825887110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5404427401825887110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/08/louder-than-words.html' title='Louder Than Words'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/Soock1w1JiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ONHpt_Ah3Ps/s72-c/hair-guide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-673355884872562012</id><published>2009-08-12T17:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:12:56.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Superwish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I love to read. If it's doable, (At the moment, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;) I love to read...too much! Beyond doubt. I was the kid with her nose always stuck in a book growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and books are still my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My idea of a perfect day? Day in a bookstore, browsing the tempting menu…&lt;br /&gt;a bite of fiction, a swill of poems, and a yummy crumb of magazines...I love them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Bilakah impian ku kan tercapai lagi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doing 'Lead By Example, 50 Ways Great Leaders Inspire'.book review tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-673355884872562012?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/673355884872562012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=673355884872562012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/673355884872562012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/673355884872562012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/08/superwish.html' title='Superwish'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-208347979734909059</id><published>2009-08-11T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:09:50.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>A Plum Once Said</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I ‘love’ my new hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a wearing one week course followed by a really dreadful Owh-thank-God-it-is-not-the-swine-fever, and with the deliberation of a having a new me will help to eases up the tightness, I set off for a new hair-do last weekend. And thanks to the most convivial SMS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“T&amp;amp;G Promo. Spa Perm/Rebonding RM jada-jada-jada”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spa Perm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macam best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I went for one and sat in front of the mirror admiringly my new locks after a stiff 4 hours sit and helicopter head banging. But it is only for a jiffy tick until Ms. Repunzel reverie has been swiped away by the so-called hair trimming which ended up to be a really short-chop-a-chop cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Hey! It’s the end trimming that I wanted and not a hair cut!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye curls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I cried for 2 days seeing my reflection of the new curled short hair in spite of of how people said it is just fine. But with one magic spell by the T-Prince, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Cantik la Yanna”&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mengada-ngada-ly&lt;/span&gt;, I bunged the unconstructive thought and learn to accept things as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s recognize our true self and be pleased as there is no necessity for us to strip our self off our originality. We just need to think good of our self. There is a world for each one of us, where we shall reign as queen (or king,,, kong) by just being our self anyway. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya cinta diri saya walaupun rambut saya sudah dipotong ‘ter’pendek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plum once said, just because a banana lover came by, we should not transformed our self into a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But disappointingly, most of us did and we incessantly trying hard to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later we turned into an orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when someone said it was bitter, we became an apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ha-ha, they went in search of grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Heartrending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s just remain as a plum and waited for a plum lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have learnt, just find that world… well, in fact, that world will find us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything and everybody has been created with a self uniqueness to serve the purpose that we can only accomplish by being our unique self. In fact, we as our self alone can act our purpose and I as I alone can serve my purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari celebrate our uniqueness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;What am i to &lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/97830507/b84e0825/Norah_Jones_-_What_Am_I_To_You.html"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-208347979734909059?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/208347979734909059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=208347979734909059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/208347979734909059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/208347979734909059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/08/plum-once-said.html' title='A Plum Once Said'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-302533550411511449</id><published>2009-07-27T06:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:18:12.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Mood'/><title type='text'>In The Mood Of : Falling Dan Jatuh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Wishes do come true" right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just wish I had a crystal ball to show me if it is worth it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h17TSScGfrk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h17TSScGfrk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Falling For You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don’t know but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fallin’ for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dropping so quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe I should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keep this to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waiting ’til I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Know you better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and now I found ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I’m standing here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pull me towards you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And we start to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I see nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here in silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s just you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh I just can’t take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heart is racing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The emotions keep spinning out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can’t stop thinking about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want you all around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now I just can’t hide it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Kawan-kawan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.ticket2u.biz/Events/MalamNadaBiru/tabid/119/Default.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Malam Nada Biru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; jom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-302533550411511449?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/302533550411511449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=302533550411511449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/302533550411511449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/302533550411511449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-mood-of-falling-dan-jatuh.html' title='In The Mood Of : Falling Dan Jatuh'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-3034694982593837963</id><published>2009-07-25T01:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:10:26.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Kembali</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Geesh! Wow, I know it's been a long time since my last post. Just fading myself off the blog radar. And disappointingly blogging is at the very low scale on my totem pole of priorities that when time is limited, it oozes down it even far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But someone has triggered up the mood of updating this little baby of mine last night and suddenly I realized that it has not been fed for quite phase of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, it's been obsessive lately. Work has been in reality, intense (Owh, I left the Bank!) and grinding me down, but truthfully, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;/span&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mampu.gov.my/"&gt;new job&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; And I’m so blessed to have been given the chance of doing something that I feel affection for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I’m as well so thankful that I have been blessed with the best of people on earth when it comes to friends. I am not regretting even a second I spent with my besties&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.facebook.com/lyanaazera?ref=profile#/note.php?note_id=210803805787"&gt;pretties and hunkies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yanna got carried away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fortunately, yes, I have always the best of people surrounding me in every occasion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, I just couldn’t tell you how much I have missed blogging. I am hoping that I’m able to start posting more regularly. With the lost of my writing agility after the 6 months of bunking off, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terimalah wadah pembuka bicara&lt;/span&gt; from saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Contemplating away to give thanks to the person that was there to 'hold' my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-3034694982593837963?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/3034694982593837963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=3034694982593837963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3034694982593837963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3034694982593837963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/07/kembali.html' title='Kembali'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6490962030858093067</id><published>2009-01-23T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:11:13.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Cai</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to wish all Chinese readers “Gong Xi Fa Cai” ahead of the Chinese New Year celebrations next week. (I hardly go online over the weekend lately as it will normally being packed out with so called ‘eventful’ plans, so it is the best for me to put it an advance wish). As always, if you are going to travel longer distances, I hope you will continue to make safety your top-most priority as you embark on your journey. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eunice and 'Ah Boy'... this is for you guys! Comment lor! Dont be a 'silent&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;reader' ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6490962030858093067?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6490962030858093067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6490962030858093067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6490962030858093067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6490962030858093067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Cai'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-2600207481806625552</id><published>2009-01-22T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:43:37.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>The Investigator</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So why am I calling myself an investigator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed yes, I feel like I’m one now. &lt;em&gt;Detective Liyana.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine received a courier from her online ‘boyfriend’ from UK and there in the parcel, the guy has placed together a cash of 5000 pound. Since there is no way for any cash to be sent via courier, she has faced so many problems in claiming the parcel from the courier company, Fast Link Express and needs her to pay RM 4,960 for the clearance administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, it sounds so unreasonable, but yes, she paid for it and this has been done via wired transfer to the courier company bank account. Later on she received another advised from them that the process of releasing her parcel needs Inland Revenue execution, thus the package and its contents has to be insured and the added valued tax has to be paid before her parcel can be dispatched and delivered to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, she become ‘conscious’, so she refused to further pay any amount and requested for the RM 4,960.00 to be returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Judgment 1: The courier company bank account is under a personal account number. If it is really a true courier company, they should have their own trade account number right?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn’t as easy as she might think and she nitpicked her boyfriend and told him her frustration. And since the Mr. Prince Charming didn’t want to ‘loose’ her sad princess (or the money?) and get loose of her ‘trust’, he remitted 250,000 pound into her saving account. (That is like a million over Ringgit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told the girl that his love is for real and he really thinks that she is his lucky charm. &lt;em&gt;Jada-jada drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per normal remittance procedure, he asked from her the swift code, her account number and the receiving bank details and she gave him all. Prior to that, she received another call claiming that it is from CIMB Johore, to confirm on such transfer whether it is a valid transfer. And the ‘bank officer’ advised her on the procedure to claim the amount. She has been given two choices, first to wait until they received clearance approval from BNM (as it is a very large amount and abnormally transacted into her account) which will take sometimes to be cleared and engaged tedious procedures or the second, for her to open an account in the sender’s bank, which in the Barclays Bank of UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to the ‘branch officer’ best advice, she opted for the second, without any doubt and much deliberation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Judgment 2: Why should CIMB Johore called her when her home branch is in Shah Alam? And why is there no specific branch location given?]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To open an account in Barclays, she needs to have an initial deposit of 1,300 pound for the account opening and this ‘can’ just being done online. And she agreed. And the money was then transferred to the ‘bank officer’ personal account who claimed to be the middle agent of Barclays. She had as well submitted all of her personal details and the ‘account opening form’ via email to Barclays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Judgment 3: Can we really open an account online? I mean initial account opening. Nope, I don’t think so.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was until I met her the other day and she told me the whole story and she has been keeping this to herself for almost 2 weeks! Gosh! I then told her all my doubtfulness and helped her to call CIMB to check on their bank procedure and seeking advised on the next steps of actions. And after some checking, we found out that the officer who called her is not a CIMB staff but she might be the middle remittance agency in charged of the deposit clearance. So the next morning, she called her home branch and it is confirmed that they are unable to retrieve such agent. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my own checking with my colleagues too, and it is confirmed to be a big time scam. Firstly, as per my manager’s advice who served Barclays before joining OCBC, they have a policy for not to communicate or ask any personal details via email and secondly, their email address is @&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://barclays.co.uk/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;barclays.co.uk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and not as the one my friend received, barclaysfinances@mail2Uk.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further to that, the contact number provided in the email, +447031862891 is a mobile number! (No bank will communicate in such manner right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to Barclays’s website, and checked under their security clauses and practice, yes, it is indeed true as being told. I would say, from my own finding and conclusion, I don’t think it was conveyed by Barclays Bank but just a scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dearest readers please and please be aware of such scam. So should you receive such offer in the future, just disregard it by any chance. Fraudsters are ubiquitously and even my credit card has been used without my authorization twice before for some purchases made online. We never know, we might be their next victim. So do keep your personal details to yourself and not to let it be freely shared with everybody. Of course, please do not trust anyone that easy even they are our friends or somebody close to us. We never know. It is human normal penchant and desire that we just do something without much thinking when we see any opportunity. And for that desires, we might forget and become the perpetrator or becoming the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what ever that we do, think twice. Life is beautiful and sweet. How we wish that everything were nice to be true. But sometimes, and most of the time, it is just too damn good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone knocks my heart :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-2600207481806625552?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/2600207481806625552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=2600207481806625552&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2600207481806625552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2600207481806625552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/01/investigator.html' title='The Investigator'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-7516500414893691465</id><published>2009-01-19T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:19:09.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Happy Isnin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As promised, I’m back today. And I’m learning hard in chorusing the reading and writing in such a chock-a-block schedule.  It is such a wearing Monday. I opened my department inbox this morning and ‘smiled’ ‘with pleasure’ to the so much convivial-welcoming remark ‘inbox [60]’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Doing business communication thing is undeniably my cup of tea. Even so when it is Monday, I just can’t get hold of calling it an agitated day. How you wish that pleasant and amusing weekend could run eternally but was bunged by an annoying alarm clock that rings at 6am and washing away your castle in the sky.  Adieu fantasy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And added with nearly 55 letters and emails prepared and replied to customers today, it builds up my abhorrence-ness of M.O.N.D.A.Y.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;(Dear inner soul, stop complaining!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey! I wasn’t that awful in fact. As it is the payday! A.k.a the debt paying day! Sigh.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;(Dear inner soul, stop becoming belligerent!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O-K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There is nothing much to talk about today. But I have a nice Monday brainteaser for all of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Is it more correct to say the yolk of eggs is white or the yolk of eggs are white?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Where O where... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-7516500414893691465?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/7516500414893691465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=7516500414893691465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7516500414893691465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7516500414893691465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-isnin.html' title='Happy Isnin'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-301134751205088407</id><published>2009-01-18T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:19:15.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Rojak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been contemplating the whole world of blogging again. Once you get out of blogging on a regular basis sometimes it's hard to get back to it. There are so many things you'd like to blog about, but where do you start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m stuck in a vicious circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Offline, there are numerous things you'd like to blog about, but you just can't for some ‘unavoidable’ reason, until when you are blogging again, it’s just a whole different natter. It is just poles apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unavoidable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I proclaim myself that I’m a multi-tasking monster. But not for reading and writing. Sadly, I just can’t do both at the same time. And that is to reason my away. And for the past 2 weeks, I’m on my own unidentified reason reading marathon. Not the kind where people run a lot, but the kind where the book in question has pegged that you on and has therefore masterfully planned to keep you glued to the spot by showing pages after pages of nicely written fiction. And before I started the fifth book, I realized that it is time for me to blog again. And nope, I’m not gonna let my blog decompose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're 18 days into 2009 and what a better time to start rolling out my Goals, (I prefer not to call it resolutions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And so far, I’m so thankful that it commenced flawlessly. Though there are still humps in between, I believe life is for the living and we simply have to give our best to get the best. Embracing where we are and not to sweat the small stuff as the humps is just part of the life that makes us stronger and a better person forward. After all, time brings about change, and change brings about growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Btw, with all the excitement of the new year, I forgot to mention my new 'do'. I have cut my hair short, and now regrettably announcing that I miss my old hair! But then again, I take it as a way to cut off all the blueness away. And to start fresh emotionally and physically as a new person for a better days ahead. Insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alhamdullilah, for I believe in every test that the God has tested us with, with patient and incessant praying and tawakal, insyallah, there will always ‘something’ nice destined for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To share a good news, I have passed my PTD (PAC) assessment test. So I’ll be sitting for the 3rd test, the interview in February. I’m very much excited but yet stunned as I just couldn’t believe as true that I have make it to the interview session which is the last assessment. Alhamdullilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will talk more about it tomorrow, or should I say the next post? Ha-ha. We will see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Akmarina! Thanks a lot for the news. Cepat cari tips,..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-301134751205088407?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/301134751205088407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=301134751205088407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/301134751205088407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/301134751205088407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/01/rojak.html' title='Rojak'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5860174535838119701</id><published>2009-01-04T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:19:22.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm back... It was a great trip with the Pretties. Talk about it tomorrow aite! Still ‘Jetlag’? Ha-ha. Yah rite…&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (kunon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Charlatan you! *vanished* p.l.e.a.s.e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-5860174535838119701?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5860174535838119701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5860174535838119701&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5860174535838119701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5860174535838119701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-bye-fun.html' title='Bye Bye Fun'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5958365211339538037</id><published>2008-12-31T13:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:18:16.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Selamat Tahun Baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't wait until 2009. Top my bad year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can sincerely say that I am happy to see this year go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honestly, I know that many, many people can top my bad year of 2008.  However, it just so happens to have been the worst year of my life so far and I want to feel sorry for myself for a few minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I've decided that those are better left as lessons learned in distant memories. Better to savor the highlights and look forward to a new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bye-bye melancholy year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I live a blessed life. For that knowledge, I thank you, Year 2008, and bid you a fond farewell!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m not going to ruin my high spirit for 2009, Now, it’s that time again when I am supposed to get introspective and evaluate the past year and set goals and resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sounds rather heavy, doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I’m actually looking forward to this time of year as it’s a perfect time to reflect on all the lessons that I learned and the joy I had along the way. So while I’m reviewing and evaluating, I’m also celebrating all that is great in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wishing you all a wonderful New Year - filled with the promise of peace, prosperity, exciting jobs and adventures, laughter, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;  (marriage?), and good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See ya in the new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Road tripping with the Mellowees... *yeay* &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-5958365211339538037?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5958365211339538037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5958365211339538037&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5958365211339538037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5958365211339538037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/selamat-tahun-baru.html' title='Selamat Tahun Baru'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8409446134564281059</id><published>2008-12-30T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:17:57.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Packing Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate packing. BUT I love traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yet it is something I have found myself doing a lot in my life. Especially lately. But its okay, each trip is a new shade to add to the tales of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So to all my Mellowees girlfriends, thank you, thank you for the color of paint you add to my life, thank you for the understanding and acceptance of your open arms and minds. Thank you for being you, and please, Mes Amies, never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My love is always yours, and as I'm finding, love can bloom even in the heart of a storm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm a flower in bloom, unfurling my petals slowly and shyly. &lt;/span&gt;But even if one or two get torn away in the winds of adversity then the opening is still worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because I felt the sun of our friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I’m always the heavy packer. Macam nak pindah je.. ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8409446134564281059?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8409446134564281059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8409446134564281059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8409446134564281059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8409446134564281059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/packing-reflections.html' title='Packing Reflections'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-541997012318668706</id><published>2008-12-29T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:56:53.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Mood'/><title type='text'>In The Mood Of : Commotion Out What’s Deep Inside through Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is the distance that makes life a little hard. But then again distance between two hearts is not an obstacle; I take it as a great reminder of just how strong true love can be. It is sometime, a beautiful pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;yanna.mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aMjM8N2-X1w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aMjM8N2-X1w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yang Kutahu Cinta Itu Indah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Nagita Slavina]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tak pernah aku membayangkannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bila insan sedang patah hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kali ini ku rasakan sesungguhnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Afgan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Siang hari ku bagaikan malam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pelangi pun berwana kan gelap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ini kah yang di namakan patah hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Duo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tak ingin ku jalani cInta yang begini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yang kutahu cinta itu indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tak ingin ku rasakan jiwa yang tak tenang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ku mau kau tetap disisiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Afgan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Siang hariku bagaikan malam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pelangi pun berwarnakan gelap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ini kah yang dinamakan patah hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Duo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tak ingin ku jalani cInta yang begini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yang kutahu cinta itu indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tak ingin ku rasakan jiwa yang tak tenang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ku mau kau tetap disisiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Afgan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dan tak ingin ku rasakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jiwa yang tak tenang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ku mau kau tetap disisiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Nagita Slavina]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Siang hariku bagaikan malam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[Afgan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pelangi pun berwarnakan gelap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Smiling in the heartrending and throbbing passage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-541997012318668706?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/541997012318668706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=541997012318668706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/541997012318668706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/541997012318668706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-mood-of-commotion-out-whats-deep.html' title='In The Mood Of : Commotion Out What’s Deep Inside through Music'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8223518720341053727</id><published>2008-12-29T15:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:17:47.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Be Kind to the People You Meet in Your way Up....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because you may still meet them in your way down...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Salam Maal Hijrah to all Muslim friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To my non-Muslims friends who are reading this, Maal Hijrah is actually Muslim's New Year. It marks the first day of Muharram on every Muslim calendar year. It’s called Maal Hijrah meaning migration. As what I know, it is a remembrance of Nabi Muhammad S.A.W migrates from Makkah to Madinah on the year 622 A.D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for me, I take it as a change milestone from the bad to good and as a starting point to evaluate inner-self and our self achievement. Or as how we normally heeded to, it is when the new 'book' is opened, and the old one is being closed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well, it means a new beginning for me! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES. &lt;/span&gt;And i want to start it all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRESH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May this year brings us more Peace and increases our Iman and Taqwa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May things, (everything) get better this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May Allah grant us a healthy life, prosperous and happy mind with full of Blessing in our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May this coming year bring us something meaningful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Insyallah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We should always be thankful to Allah for His Kindness and Blessing upon our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2008 is leaving soon. *yeay* and I I'm totally looking forward for 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;"The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;"HAPPINESS KEEPS US SWEET, TRIALS KEEP US STRONG, SORROW KEEPS US HUMAN, FAILURE KEEPS US HUMBLE, SUCCESS KEEPS US GLOWING, BUT ONLY ALLAH KEEPS US GOING.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8223518720341053727?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8223518720341053727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8223518720341053727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8223518720341053727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8223518720341053727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/be-kind-to-people-you-meet-in-your-way.html' title='Be Kind to the People You Meet in Your way Up....'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8256231779178707903</id><published>2008-12-29T13:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:17:39.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Eight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear Dolly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I can hardly believe eight years have gone by this quickly.  I know it sounds cliche, but it’s true!  And my life is nothing but a cliche, so it totally works.  Anyways. Eight years.  OMG!!!  I’m starting to feel old now.  And the clock is ticking.  Which clock, you ask?  Why, the SISTER CLOCK, that’s which one! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ayong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Snapshot of Amanda Azman's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Date : 28th December 2008 (she turns 8th on 26th, so it's a belated birthday celebration)&lt;br /&gt;Time : 2.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue : TTDI Jaya. (di rumah aja!)&lt;br /&gt;Theme: Red &amp;amp; White (her very own request)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhje-Xk97I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ruMXNHjNCRI/s1600-h/dolly8-dolly%26cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhje-Xk97I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ruMXNHjNCRI/s400/dolly8-dolly%26cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285083546508392370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;BIRTHDAY GIRL : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Amanda Dolly, the precious, sweet young lady. She KNOWS how to get dirty, but I have never had to ask her twice to take a bath when needed. She loves her family and friends with all of her heart. She gives us honor through her dance, friendships and talents. She loves to sing, dance and move. I love her deep throated chuckle of a laugh. She is a great little sister and has always been. I am a better person for having her in my life. I love how God does that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhj9lFCSFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-XbZwI34eyo/s1600-h/dolly8-present.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhj9lFCSFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-XbZwI34eyo/s400/dolly8-present.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285084072295680082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Face and the birthday gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhj9T4BPNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QYtgZUUSVdc/s1600-h/dolly8-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhj9T4BPNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QYtgZUUSVdc/s400/dolly8-me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285084067677682898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The chef and the food! :D *seriously*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhjeQll6dI/AAAAAAAAALo/FSddDXdrers/s1600-h/dolly8-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhjeQll6dI/AAAAAAAAALo/FSddDXdrers/s400/dolly8-cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285083534219143634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhjfKaohaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/06B_jGCfxEQ/s1600-h/dolly8-fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhjfKaohaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/06B_jGCfxEQ/s400/dolly8-fam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285083549742433698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday girl and one big happy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhje_XpBGI/AAAAAAAAALw/vcu5UGRpk78/s1600-h/dolly8-crowd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhje_XpBGI/AAAAAAAAALw/vcu5UGRpk78/s400/dolly8-crowd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285083546777093218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Food bombing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhkhEmPV4I/AAAAAAAAAMw/7aAB2u8WGvA/s1600-h/dolly8-totti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhkhEmPV4I/AAAAAAAAAMw/7aAB2u8WGvA/s400/dolly8-totti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285084682051868546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Totty O Totty..where is your red and white t-shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhj9dXQttI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/j9cxsifFuPs/s1600-h/dolly8-limbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhj9dXQttI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/j9cxsifFuPs/s400/dolly8-limbo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285084070224639698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mambo Jumbo Limbo Rocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhj9o-Qq-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/qx9OZEpctDE/s1600-h/dolly8-sabrina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhj9o-Qq-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/qx9OZEpctDE/s400/dolly8-sabrina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285084073341004770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sabrina, the catwalk princess. (Pretty aint her?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhj9M4qDjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/R1uwOwxfEXM/s1600-h/dolly8-ibu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhj9M4qDjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/R1uwOwxfEXM/s400/dolly8-ibu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285084065801309746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mamma Mia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhjeLwE-rI/AAAAAAAAALg/mwWrBgnuiFQ/s1600-h/dolly8-azri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhjeLwE-rI/AAAAAAAAALg/mwWrBgnuiFQ/s400/dolly8-azri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285083532920945330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mista brother with his cute...sister. Eh! the cutey Kathy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was a tiring yet fun afternoon of love, laugh and excitement. I had a blast and i believe everybody does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Selamat menyambut Awal Muharam Maal Hijrah 1430.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8256231779178707903?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8256231779178707903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8256231779178707903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8256231779178707903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8256231779178707903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/eight.html' title='Eight'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SVhje-Xk97I/AAAAAAAAAL4/ruMXNHjNCRI/s72-c/dolly8-dolly%26cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-2978099193422815475</id><published>2008-12-28T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:15:50.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Sleepy Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shantok shantok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shantok nape tak shiwo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shiwo mu lan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lan tak tak wo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wo pun da syukkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in short, im sleepy la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;really? u guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;twice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-2978099193422815475?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/2978099193422815475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=2978099193422815475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2978099193422815475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2978099193422815475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleepy-head.html' title='Sleepy Head'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-3787511398817849178</id><published>2008-12-27T01:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:16:02.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I received a letter last night from Bonus Link to return my card that I left in a Shell station (as stated in it) …almost 8 months ago! Ha-ha. I didn’t even noticed that it was left in the Shell station anyway as my Black Dagger drinks Petronas gas now (I’m now a full backer of Malaysia finished product, and anything made from Gombak... hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I applied for the card way back in 2003 and what attracts me most when I looked at the card last night was the embossing name. Mademoiselle Yanna. My much loved moniker once upon a time ago. Well that captured my attention to realized that I have many names! So for that, I posted out this entry and it is all about my names or what people are addressing me with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liyana Azira&lt;/span&gt; - Given by my late Atok Ghani given the love that he had for the name Liyana and the meaning of it: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KEHALUSAN DAN KELEMBUTAN&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. And for Azira, it actually came from my uncle, a combination of my parent’s name, ‘Azi’ (from my dad, Azmi) and ‘ra’ (from my mum, Shaharah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yanna&lt;/span&gt; - Seeing Liyana Azira is a bit too lengthy to be enunciate, that is what my parents decided to call me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   3.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ayong&lt;/span&gt; - Being the eldest in the family, that is how my brothers and sisters address me. Ayong is actually a title given to the eldest daughter in a family for Northern people. (My mum is from Taiping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt; - It is the female version of Papa, as in paparazzi .fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lulu&lt;/span&gt; - Gemini’s are well known for their split personality. We are the ‘twins’! So that is another revolution of me. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pink Dagger &lt;/span&gt;- My chatting name when NRIC was such a hit and to my surprised, i'm still being called by the name. (I was such a devoted aficionado of Point Blanc the Yellow dagger before! So to make it so ‘me’, I change it to Pink Dagger. It was once upon a time,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;about 10 years &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muffin&lt;/span&gt; - Kerana pipiku yang kembong! *ngeh*. The name that I will be hearing more often now? hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Positive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-3787511398817849178?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/3787511398817849178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=3787511398817849178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3787511398817849178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3787511398817849178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/name.html' title='Name'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-7868983441716048667</id><published>2008-12-27T00:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:16:13.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Free Massage Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess Cyberjaya Distributed Transportation Service should put an additional sign in all of their buses or maybe have a special dedicated sit for the BANANA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And trust me, the sign should reads: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reserved for People who reclined Their Seatbacks the Entire 30 Minutes Bus Journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While we are trying to limit our reclining as we understand the discomfort of inflicting the poor people behind us there are selfish ‘inhabitants’. If everyone is leaning back together, in the manner of coordinated back swim routines, then it is fair and fine enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unfortunately, it is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning I had a seatback diva in front of me. Practically, she was in my lap. Seriously. And the best part, pompously talking like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“hey listen!-I have a boyfriend-and-we-are-going-out-for-a-nice-charismas-celebration-tonight!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, not at all that I felt invidious by the fact that she is meeting her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Santa Clause&lt;/span&gt; tonight. Not that I care off anyway. But when it comes with continuous exasperating giggles and seat pumping sessions, it has pissing me off. I don’t need an ‘OSIM massager” to slim down my thigh at any point here. I tried hard to ignore it and in desperation, I took off my hand phone and turned the radio on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not long ago, I was ‘stimulated’ by another lap hit. This time, it is too much that I can take off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Excuse Me?”&lt;/span&gt; I nudged the chair not at all gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so reprieved. And without even a word of apologetic from her, she tilt up the seat and the ride went by ‘peacefully”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;THANK GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And on my journey back to Shah Alam, the occupier of the next seat made his move upon the imaginary line of the seat and planted his elbow in my peninsula where it should be roamed free by only me. (Yes my joints are aching. But the elbow acupuncture wont hit the healing points okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Pulak dah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I surrender, Adoi. What a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY 8TH BIRTHDAY DOLLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-7868983441716048667?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/7868983441716048667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=7868983441716048667&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7868983441716048667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7868983441716048667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/free-massage-anyone.html' title='Free Massage Anyone?'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4041999647220838804</id><published>2008-12-21T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:00:01.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Belly Says'/><title type='text'>Her Belly says: Acar Buah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of the reasons why I'm so excited to attend my mum's best friend's son wedding tomorrow is because of the:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Acar Buah&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is essentially a fruit chutney of preserved fruit slow cooked in spices to result in a sweetish, spicy mixture that’s really good, and it is even best when it is being cooked by:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanna.lyana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*heh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I would say this is my ‘mega’ project as I’ve been asked to prepare the Acar Buah for 700 guess. Thanks to my late Opah. It is the most ‘valuable’ skills that I’ve learnt from her and to my surprised, none my aunties or cousins become heir to her undeniable lip smacking acar buah cooking skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I believe none of you are made known off that I’ve sent my Acar Buah every Ramadhan (for consecutive 3 years now) as a consignment in a restaurant near to my house and a must thing in the hampers ordered from Ennesie Ideas (my mum’s design house) for all the corporate hampers. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Extra duit raya la!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But all of them were cooked in batches. For this so called ‘mega’ project of mine, for 700 pax, since it was quite a short notice, I’ve prepared it in 3 BIG batches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring. But as far as my depleted meter concerns, I never feel tired cooking. It is just my passion. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as some of you may know, Acar is commonly served as a condiment to be eaten with a main course such as Nasi Minyak and Beriyani. It’s called Acar Buah for a reason; imagine Dried Food dipped within massive curry taste gravy. It tastes Sweet, Sour and yet also Spicy. And the best part is, this type of Acar can be stored up to 3 months.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember last month when i were asked to prepare the acar buah for 500 pax in Terengganu, it was supposed to be served to the guess as well on top of the acar rampai prepared by the caterer. But, since the ‘overwhelmed’ respond received to the acar, they decided to just keep it and distributed it among the family members as a ‘buah tangan’ from the wedding host. And none of them belief that it was actually being prepared by a 25 old me! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak nak buat menantu ke? Ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;) And I received a request from a shop owner who attended the wedding for it to be sold at her shop! (To send it from Shah Alam to KT? I don’t think so, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for now la&lt;/span&gt;))&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! It’s not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;‘masuk bakul angkat sendiri’&lt;/span&gt; okay! Most of them complimented that they have never tasted such a nice acar like mine! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.e.m.b.a.n.g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Tak kenal maka tak cinta right?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, if you are interested, just simply request an order directly from me and rest assured, *chewah* satisfaction guaranteed. Ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU5BfYeYNFI/AAAAAAAAALY/0XfLXYTfi28/s1600-h/acar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU5BfYeYNFI/AAAAAAAAALY/0XfLXYTfi28/s400/acar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282231420353786962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Acar Buah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Love plumping the loved one(s) with my cooking. And it is with 99.9% successful rate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-4041999647220838804?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/4041999647220838804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=4041999647220838804&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4041999647220838804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4041999647220838804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/her-belly-says-acar-buah.html' title='Her Belly says: Acar Buah'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU5BfYeYNFI/AAAAAAAAALY/0XfLXYTfi28/s72-c/acar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-1101759038166886523</id><published>2008-12-21T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:16:22.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Lucky Fashionistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been invited by little.black.book as a “LUCKY fashionistas” for an exclusive Stila cosmetics workshop this morning at W3, Subang Parade. I just love makeup. That is indubitable. Though I’m not really the user of Stila makeup, but just grabbing the opportunity in view of the fact that, as per the email sent, “Door Gift and Refreshments provided”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So this morning, I woke up early and drove myself to W3, seizing the chance to learn makeup tips and secrets from Stila's pro artist. It started at 10.30 but I reached there early just to grab the best sit for the workshop. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let’s talk about Stila makeup. To be frank, I really don’t know much about Stila as even until this is being posted, Benefit is still my preferred and favored makeup brand. (It is unassailable!) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stila as how Benefit is for me is a modern and approachable makeup brand which celebrates our own unique beauty; to look and feel like the best version of us; and to have fun doing it. It creates a natural yet gorgeous and nice looking appearance which will definitely wonder others as we may look ‘colorless’ but yet glowing and radiantly presented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For that two and a half hours workshop, we have been given the chance to make our self up with the help of the makeup artist in guiding and giving us tips and tricks on how to enhance our natural beauty and exploring Stila makeup products. And the best part, a step-by-step make up techniques on how to make ourselves ready with own make up at home in 20 minutes or so!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m even luckier as I received a free complementary full makeover voucher worth of RM150 from Stila and RM10 little.black.book voucher as the door gifts. (Worth scarifying my weekend sleep for!)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why, maybe I’m just used to Benefit makeup; the end effect of Stila makeup doesn’t impressed me enough though. But then, I really love their Lip Glaze. This lightly tinted lip gloss is the perfect compliment to any skin color. It glides on gently with the brush applicator making it super easy on the go. It is pretty long lasting as well. It may be a tad sticky and takes a bit in getting used to it (not the stuff you want to put on right before kissing. ha-ha) but for a clean finished look, this lip gloss is really nice and works awesomely. (FYI, this is the gloss J Lo twisted and wore in The Wedding Planner!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By and large, I had so much fun and I really enjoyed the workshop. Thanks Stila and little.black.book for the goodies bag as well as the refreshment. (It’s a really nice fruits tarts, quiche, tuna sandwich and cookies from W3 cafe!)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do loop me again little.black.book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-PJSYYBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MkDcicZ-f3Y/s1600-h/201208-stila2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-PJSYYBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MkDcicZ-f3Y/s400/201208-stila2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282227842864144402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Stila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-PJRld1I/AAAAAAAAALA/CczPPH0U4ZA/s1600-h/201208-stila3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-PJRld1I/AAAAAAAAALA/CczPPH0U4ZA/s400/201208-stila3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282227842860808018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Tip and tricks by Stila makeup artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-O71S71I/AAAAAAAAAKw/kLnX7PQDhj4/s1600-h/201208-stila.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-O71S71I/AAAAAAAAAKw/kLnX7PQDhj4/s400/201208-stila.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282227839252492114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;My Apparatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-PR_t6ZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nRlr7J1iGaM/s1600-h/201208-stila5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-PR_t6ZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nRlr7J1iGaM/s400/201208-stila5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282227845201783186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Fahmi from Pavilion counter, my makeup artist. Good Job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-PJgh5iI/AAAAAAAAALI/CnOi1hqSOEU/s1600-h/201208-stila4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-PJgh5iI/AAAAAAAAALI/CnOi1hqSOEU/s400/201208-stila4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282227842923488802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;The end product :D Yes, i did it myself. (But i think Benefit did the job better)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every each of us is indeed beautiful in our very own way. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-1101759038166886523?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/1101759038166886523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=1101759038166886523&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1101759038166886523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1101759038166886523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/lucky-fashionistas.html' title='Lucky Fashionistas'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SU4-PJSYYBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MkDcicZ-f3Y/s72-c/201208-stila2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-4295722210683479963</id><published>2008-12-19T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:52:31.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Mood'/><title type='text'>In The Mood Of: Blogging Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Yes, yes and yesssss friends… I’m doing just fine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve switch my hibernating mode OFF now, so I’m back blogging. Well I would not be calling it a real hibernating-hide away session as I have been hard-pressed and bunged, under duress for doing so. Or in short, my Mr. Lappie laptop rosakla! Ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ‘best friend’ of mine was sent to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my Mr. Lappie and Ms. Lullaby out, is like waiting for a real friend out off the hospital. You are left with a big query mark and living in uncertainty on how serious they could be? Am I going to loose them forever? Is there a chance for them to survive? And the most crucial and has been haunting me deficiently for the past almost one month, (of course this is only for the two ok!) how much am I going to debit my account now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now they are back! Yes, they survived with just a minor operation and the debiting part does not affect my self decreed debt-management program. Ha-ha. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, enthusiastically, Liyana Azira Mohammad Azmi will start blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i see lights at the end of the tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-4295722210683479963?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/4295722210683479963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=4295722210683479963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4295722210683479963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/4295722210683479963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-mood-of-blogging-again.html' title='In The Mood Of: Blogging Again!'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-9176130286996389913</id><published>2008-11-26T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:14:25.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Laqoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My initial step to the entrepreneur world starts fruitfully. I sold all the 20 Kaftans in just 2 days! *yeay* More to come! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Seriously, it is more to come. Wait for the update! (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-9176130286996389913?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/9176130286996389913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=9176130286996389913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/9176130286996389913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/9176130286996389913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/laqoo.html' title='Laqoo'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8008787071140607668</id><published>2008-11-25T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:31:34.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Happy Pills</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m really fried, but in a good way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Life is just really full — and with things I love to do, so I’m not complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m preaching on happiness in December and as I was taking my shower tonight I hit on my own personal definition of happiness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Happiness means never having the thought, “Why am I doing this with my life? Why did I make this choice? If I had this all to do over again, I would have chosen so differently.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That’s the heart of Eudaimonic happiness, a concept that interests me very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Eudaimonic happiness isn’t about pleasure or “up” feelings, it is about doing what you feel you were meant to do, and being who you were meant to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s the only definition of happiness that has ever made sense to me, and having discovered it makes me very, well… happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, angsty people who feel misunderstood by loved ones who frequently question your intensity and exhort you to just “be happy, already,” tell them what yanna.lyana told you: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you are happy, it’s just a different kind of happiness than the one they would have you seek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Elle and her Clinique Happy is inseparable (?) ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8008787071140607668?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8008787071140607668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8008787071140607668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8008787071140607668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8008787071140607668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-pills.html' title='Happy Pills'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-913270259826838424</id><published>2008-11-24T22:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:14:34.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m back!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is another weekend in November and yes, it is another birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gush,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;A birthday is just the first day of another 365-day journey around the sun. So enjoy the trip aite! The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate. And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. I love you dear, and I’ll pray for your happiness. We know that we will to have it in 2009 right? Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was Farah’s 25th birthday yesterday, so the girls decided to throw a small closed surprised for her. (Indeed, you were astounded kan Farah?) After dolling up Elina, (ha-ha) we decided to explode the exhilaration of the celebration through... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SINGING&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, it is a true Karaoke session and we had so much fun!  You name it! Spice Girls? BSB (Complement with the dance steps! Ha-ha) to Indonesian and Malay and Oldies song, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belasah aja&lt;/span&gt;. And to end the flock, we sang a birthday song to the birthday girl! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farah, terharu tak?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And seriously if the session were to be captured by a vid cam, none of us would ever have the courage to watch ourselves. (And yurp, I would prefer to call it a session &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;untuk melepaskan geram yang terbuku&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine? But it was a gust, enjoyable moment.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was another surprised to be rolled out! Dinner at Bubbba Gump. And the best part of the dinner is not truly about the food, but the finale part. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, seeing Farah doing her booty shake and second, the eye-catching dessert, (Girls, which desserts do you think? *wink*)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt, despite the fact that I’m still with the fragmented exhaustion from the Terengganu trip, I had a lovely and amusing date with my Mellowees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5MyqTfHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wvPgCYn54Io/s1600-h/farah%27s+bday-karaoke.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5MyqTfHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wvPgCYn54Io/s400/farah%27s+bday-karaoke.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272229943199366258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Lalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; (Elle, u broke the HP rule!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5L-sguRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/DfedbwcrovM/s1600-h/farah%27s+bday-bday+girl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5L-sguRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/DfedbwcrovM/s400/farah%27s+bday-bday+girl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272229929249978642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Birthday Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5MMZWRCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/S3e7dryUAW0/s1600-h/farah%27s+bday-blow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5MMZWRCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/S3e7dryUAW0/s400/farah%27s+bday-blow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272229932927697954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Farah doing her blow job *heh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5NJ-OlGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/eR2CUiz78BY/s1600-h/farah%27s+bday-me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5NJ-OlGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/eR2CUiz78BY/s400/farah%27s+bday-me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272229949456946274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;They called me the rapper! ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5MffX8wI/AAAAAAAAAKI/IdckTfBKuig/s1600-h/farah%27s+bday-bubba+gump.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5MffX8wI/AAAAAAAAAKI/IdckTfBKuig/s400/farah%27s+bday-bubba+gump.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272229938053247746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bubba Gump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq6mbKKQSI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Be_eTKAK9Ww/s1600-h/farah%27s+bday-us2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq6mbKKQSI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Be_eTKAK9Ww/s400/farah%27s+bday-us2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272231483078754594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Farah + Liyana = Farah Liyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq6mbOi-UI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Rxgl-lK0FXw/s1600-h/farah%27s+bday-us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq6mbOi-UI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Rxgl-lK0FXw/s400/farah%27s+bday-us.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272231483097151810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Elle-Farina-Farah-Yanna-Fayana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;, the cam freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Encik Shahrir, my shout: Terima Kasih for accompanying saya ke PJ di tengah malam yand hujan itu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-913270259826838424?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/913270259826838424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=913270259826838424&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/913270259826838424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/913270259826838424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSq5MyqTfHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wvPgCYn54Io/s72-c/farah%27s+bday-karaoke.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-7535403669518825252</id><published>2008-11-19T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:14:43.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Out Of Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have wedding to attend this Friday in Terengganu so i'll leave KL tomorrow night after work. I'm not sure how much time I'll have to complete the tasks on my list or to update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is not a long trip, I'll be back on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;It is a sunshine day for Farah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;'Berkasih' di Qaseh.Saya 'guram'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-7535403669518825252?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/7535403669518825252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=7535403669518825252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7535403669518825252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7535403669518825252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/out-of-town.html' title='Out Of Town'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-3951042036872603581</id><published>2008-11-19T15:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:14:53.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Takut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"Prepare your umbrella!!! the world is changing. the economy is going to be the worst nightmare of all. Everyone is struggling to save themselves. Keep ourselves updated. and prepare for the worse."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seriously it is scary! As recession will definitely hit workers hard, saya menjadi semakin risau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Millions in the US and Europe will lose their jobs. Malaysia? I think this time, the recession in the world's leading Muslim economy will not be that bad &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. The likeliness for the bonuses to be cut off and reduced is so damn high! *sobsob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B.U.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tan Sri Nor Mohamed Yakcop said the Malaysian habit of saving had prevented Malaysia from being hit hard by the global financial crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeke??&lt;br /&gt;ha-ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;(when talking about the saving habit, teringat tabung zaman kecik-kecik. The Elly shaped BSN Giro piggy bank and Bank Bumiputra Tabung Kancil; bila masuk duit bunyi lagu!hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY Shahir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-3951042036872603581?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/3951042036872603581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=3951042036872603581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3951042036872603581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3951042036872603581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/takut.html' title='Takut'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5993985618289972479</id><published>2008-11-18T22:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:54:48.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Mood'/><title type='text'>In The Mood Of: Swaying to Olivia Ong</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:arial;" class="widgettitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya merasakan bahawa: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music in itself is healing. It's something we are all touched by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Olivia's chill rendition of Frank Sinatra's, Fly Me to the Moon will definitely make you sway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXJ4hvBaZ7M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXJ4hvBaZ7M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fly me to the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me play among the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me see what spring is like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Jupiter and Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other words, hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other words, darling kiss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fill my heart with song and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me sing for ever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are all I long for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I worship and adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other words, please be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other words, I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fill my heart with song and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me sing for ever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are all I long for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I worship and adore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other words, please be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In other words, I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;yes, please fly me to bulan.&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/4428168048018268790-5993985618289972479?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5993985618289972479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5993985618289972479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5993985618289972479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5993985618289972479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-mood-of-swaying-to-olivia-ong.html' title='In The Mood Of: Swaying to Olivia Ong'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-3111827708888070340</id><published>2008-11-17T10:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T09:25:40.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viral Vids'/><title type='text'>Manic Monday? Not anymore..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-189ef5ddd8905e1a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D189ef5ddd8905e1a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331681549%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B8258D8B7CCC0EEF7E49847EA54A2BA9A6590BC.6EDABAD117EC62C4001917D6E9262103D459018D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D189ef5ddd8905e1a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBi4vTT5YQ4lVUMSn7KCWbPU3zeM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D189ef5ddd8905e1a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331681549%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B8258D8B7CCC0EEF7E49847EA54A2BA9A6590BC.6EDABAD117EC62C4001917D6E9262103D459018D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D189ef5ddd8905e1a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBi4vTT5YQ4lVUMSn7KCWbPU3zeM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragging yourself to work everyday? But not anymore when you know that you'll be back home everyday this way! After all, this is what we are looking for everyday anyway right? Punching out and going back. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I have a thrilled roller coaster life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-3111827708888070340?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=189ef5ddd8905e1a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/3111827708888070340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=3111827708888070340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3111827708888070340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/3111827708888070340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/manic-monday-not-anymore.html' title='Manic Monday? Not anymore..'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-7151024126025926753</id><published>2008-11-16T22:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:54:29.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>The Arian(s) turns 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;To My Dearest Sunshine(s),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t stop brightening my day! And thank you for doing it abso-blooming-lutely, amazingly, fantastically well! Sayang kamu Totti and Tommy :D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayong&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twin turns 3 today and we had a small birthday celebration for them (or I believe they would appreciate it as a day where they will get so a lot of presents). As always, when keletihan melanda, I’ll call for Mr. Picture to depict everything! Please take pleasure in viewing the snapshots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoy aja!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSAy-iMkR6I/AAAAAAAAAII/oId7VJvw9eQ/s1600-h/Twins3-bday+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSAy-iMkR6I/AAAAAAAAAII/oId7VJvw9eQ/s400/Twins3-bday+cake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269267613936273314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;The awesome Thomas Cake by Naz from Mad About Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSAy-vJrv5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kOybApJ59Do/s1600-h/Twins3-blow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSAy-vJrv5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kOybApJ59Do/s400/Twins3-blow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269267617413840786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy Birthday muncung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA3ibSUM3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OB2mFOtM4L8/s1600-h/Twins3-us2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA3ibSUM3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OB2mFOtM4L8/s400/Twins3-us2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269272628603138930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSAy--D2VvI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_F8lQB85t_E/s1600-h/Twins3-farah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSAy--D2VvI/AAAAAAAAAIg/_F8lQB85t_E/s400/Twins3-farah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269267621415900914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Farah - Dolly - Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA1NUUKb8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/-K8k5g20-fs/s1600-h/Twins3-wow4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA1NUUKb8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/-K8k5g20-fs/s400/Twins3-wow4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269270066931331010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Spoiled by choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSAy_ISpQyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vOdCSDqpgwo/s1600-h/Twins3-wow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSAy_ISpQyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vOdCSDqpgwo/s400/Twins3-wow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269267624162312994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Totti surprised face to see my gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA1NoWK-UI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EHY-XJ8h3pU/s1600-h/Twins3-wow2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA1NoWK-UI/AAAAAAAAAJI/EHY-XJ8h3pU/s400/Twins3-wow2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269270072308463938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bekerja Keras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA1NJQPIVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/aNmB6T-nUd0/s1600-h/Twins3-wow2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA1NJQPIVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/aNmB6T-nUd0/s400/Twins3-wow2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269270063962071378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thomas and Friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;, their love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA1NVWUZ3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/hXc7Oj57bls/s1600-h/Twins3-wow3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA1NVWUZ3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/hXc7Oj57bls/s400/Twins3-wow3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269270067208808306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;From the man behind the mask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA30x2FtJI/AAAAAAAAAJY/G2ppd2cGk1w/s1600-h/Twins3-organ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSA30x2FtJI/AAAAAAAAAJY/G2ppd2cGk1w/s400/Twins3-organ.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269272943896409234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Fatty Mozart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Farah and Encik Shahrir, Terimas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-7151024126025926753?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/7151024126025926753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=7151024126025926753&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7151024126025926753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7151024126025926753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/arians-turns-3.html' title='The Arian(s) turns 3'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSAy-iMkR6I/AAAAAAAAAII/oId7VJvw9eQ/s72-c/Twins3-bday+cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8328839972434237922</id><published>2008-11-15T23:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:54:50.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Gift Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;tired &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;almost give up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;with love, i gained back the spirit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;keep positively thinking as how "The Secret" law of attraction has thought&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;after 4 hours gift hunting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've completed my final Things-TO DO list for the twin's birthday tomorrow and he has done his&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;*yeay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what is inside the box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t.o.m.o.r.o.w ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7tZ-Z6HxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ah92Gej7ehk/s1600-h/toysRus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7tZ-Z6HxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ah92Gej7ehk/s400/toysRus.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268909644574236434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Encik Bertopeng yang baik hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Cant wait for Totti and Tommy's reaction of the bombshell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8328839972434237922?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8328839972434237922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8328839972434237922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8328839972434237922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8328839972434237922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/gift-hunting.html' title='Gift Hunting'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7tZ-Z6HxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Ah92Gej7ehk/s72-c/toysRus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-9059439048308000049</id><published>2008-11-15T23:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:32:26.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Belly Says'/><title type='text'>Her Belly says: Puti Bungsu Batam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a long tiring 3 hours gift hunting session for the twin’s birthday and we are still moving in a circle of no where, &lt;a title="yanna.lyana &amp;amp; .dia." href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y224/cheezecustard/PBB-us.jpg" target="_top"&gt;we&lt;/a&gt; decided to have a ‘break’ for our lunch. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Let’s Puti Bungsu Batam!”&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an Indonesian export hails from Batam Island (that is how the name Batam came from anyway) housed in a breezy bungalow next to Restoran Nasi Kandar Kampong Pandan. This restaurant has now made a name for itself in Kuala Lumpur for serving delicious Nasi Padang food.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An array of dishes is available to tempt your tastebuds for lunch and dinner. You can opt for two ways to be served; a selection of each of their special dishes to be placed on your table by them or just pick and choose what you want from the counter directly. And we prefer to have it to be served on the table. What they would do is to bring out little plates of dishes and lay it all out on the table. However, you don’t have to eat it all. You only choose the ones that you want to eat. Now the rule is, as long as you don’t touch the other food, you are not charged for it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although everything was very tempting, we had to resist and only take a few dishes. We decided to have Bergedel, Dendeng served with red chilies sambal, Sambel Ijo, Ayam Gulai Minang and Pecal or some may call it Gado-Gado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“See, that is the reason why they didn’t put 4 chairs for table-for-four table! We have occupied the whole table now!”, which is something i totally agreed to.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Puti Bungsu Batam’s version Bergedel, a minced potato and meat cutlet is larger than usual, but with an average taste. It is nothing exceptional and could be replicated in almost any Nasi Campur place in town. (3/5) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Their deep fried dendeng tossed in a dry red sambal sauce is addictive as it's very crunchy with just a prefect hint of chili. (4/5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of Puti Bungsu Batam’s specialities is the Ayam Gulai Minang, (4/5) cooked in thick rich coconut milk. Eat it with the hot rice and their tasty Sambel Ijo (4/5) for a nice kick to the lunch or dinner.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The taste of the Pecal however, sadly is totally disappointing. A peanut paste delicacy made from dried chillies and pounded peanuts, that is normally guaranteed to whet my appetite is not doing its job well this time. It is watered-down and was served with so limited choice of vegetable and tauhu. (2/5)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, compared to other Nasi Padang restaurants in town, the prices here are reasonable. Although parking around the area can be a problem during lunch and working days, but it is within walking distance from the nearby offices along Jalan Yap Kwan Seng, so tumpang-tumpang la! *huhu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7nhmTa5AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/jhL6xUGrONs/s1600-h/PBB.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7nhmTa5AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/jhL6xUGrONs/s400/PBB.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268903178473759746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Puti Bungsu Batam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSGN3Ee6PEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8fjTssXRvnM/s1600-h/PBB-bergedil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSGN3Ee6PEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/8fjTssXRvnM/s400/PBB-bergedil.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269649016235899970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bergedil, RM6.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7nh9PGH-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ctXC8jglL-k/s1600-h/PBB-dendeng.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7nh9PGH-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ctXC8jglL-k/s400/PBB-dendeng.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268903184629637090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dendeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;, RM10.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7niNTNIkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5k065vUf1bg/s1600-h/PBB-ayam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7niNTNIkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5k065vUf1bg/s400/PBB-ayam.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268903188941840962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ayam Gulai Minang, RM10.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7niJ4Y1JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6ZlPi_V3xvs/s1600-h/PBB-sambal+ijo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7niJ4Y1JI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6ZlPi_V3xvs/s400/PBB-sambal+ijo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268903188024054930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Sambel Ijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;, RM2.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSGNBQEnM_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/MEGcP8_-ZQY/s1600-h/PBB-pechal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSGNBQEnM_I/AAAAAAAAAJg/MEGcP8_-ZQY/s400/PBB-pechal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269648091633890290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Pecal, RM5.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7onigbtcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TiZEa9vlsoA/s1600-h/PBB-hand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7onigbtcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TiZEa9vlsoA/s400/PBB-hand.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268904380045440450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hand eaten, tanda excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSGN3aUWQoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nBHQ13LComg/s1600-h/PBB-burp.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SSGN3aUWQoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nBHQ13LComg/s400/PBB-burp.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269649022097179266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Empty plates, tanda seronok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7onbUJwBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Rl0jToSPcAE/s1600-h/PBB-yanna2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7onbUJwBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Rl0jToSPcAE/s400/PBB-yanna2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268904378114883602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Happy me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Thanks Orang Kaya itu, a,k.a Encik Rainbow. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-9059439048308000049?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/9059439048308000049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=9059439048308000049&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/9059439048308000049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/9059439048308000049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/her-belly-says-puti-bungsu-batam.html' title='Her Belly says: Puti Bungsu Batam'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SR7nhmTa5AI/AAAAAAAAAHI/jhL6xUGrONs/s72-c/PBB.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8602825226699227105</id><published>2008-11-15T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:55:32.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Kembali</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh how I miss to click the ‘New Post’ button on the dashboard! Gosh it has been a really busy and tiring week. We are now, for all the working peoples, in the most hated part of the year, the year end tormenting phase. The reports, PMP and reports again, on top of the already known never-ending-workloads. Or for mine, BACKLOGS!!! (Caused by very irresponsible ‘co’-worker). And I get a mild migraine attack again this week, but hehe, for this time, no more swollen eyes and steroid injection as I’ve already allergic by just hearing the word Ponstan and Cafergot! Ha-ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I’m back today to feed my dearest hungry Kakak Blog. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday… How I just love to wait for Saturday. What’s up for today? Well, it will be another tiring day I bet but at least I’ll be doing it with fun and love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, tomorrow is the twins 3rd birthday so there are few Things-TO-Do list that is still being unchecked on my desktop. I need to confirm with Naz from Mad About Cakes on their birthday cake pick up tomorrow, to do a birthday gifts hunting and accompanying my step mum shopping for groceries for tomorrow…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And of course, the most loved and looking forward part, hunting for their gift! And it is the best when being accompanied by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;orang yang dirindui&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oops, it is already 1030am now. I'll be meeting 'orang itu' in 30 minutes time. Talk about it later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yeay! Farah tak sesat and I’m not feeling guilty anymore :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8602825226699227105?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8602825226699227105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8602825226699227105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8602825226699227105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8602825226699227105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/kembali.html' title='Kembali'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5295432510274495161</id><published>2008-11-11T22:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:56:20.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>10 Reasons To Get More Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sleep is more important than physical exercises and good eating. The lack of sleep may cause diseases, produces dark rings around your eyes and ages your skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10 reasons to get to bed earlier:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Sleep is essential for a good functioning of the brain and of the whole body. Rest adjusts the body temperature and assures a good functioning of the nervous system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;woman sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. The lack of sleep cause you to be moodily, impatient and absent minded. You’ll find it difficult to focus and you’ll lose your sense of humor. You won’t be a pleasant company for your friends, family and colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. According to a report of the Sleep Research Center from the British Loughborough University and cited by Divine.ca, every hour of sleep lost below eight consecutive hours represents the loss of approximately one point on a person’s IQ. So imagine after a whole workweek of sleeping poorly! That’s why you are told to get enough sleep before an interview or exam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Lack of sleep can cause you to have trouble focusing on tasks, remembering things, and making rational decisions. Think of how this could impede your productivity at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Not getting enough sleep could affect the way your body processes food, even leading to unnecessary weight gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Research has shown that getting enough sleep can have an influence on your longevity, even more than having healthy eating habits, exercising enough, or heredity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Sleep deprivation can affect your immune system, making it weaker, and leaving you more prone to illness and viruses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Always being tired can cause you to be more nervous, even anxious, due to how much more difficulty you’ll have dealing with the stresses of day-to-day life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;9. So that tak:(refer my older post) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAWAK HARI AHAD&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;10. Supaya tak missed the bus stop sebab tertidur dalam bus dengan super nyenyak, dan dengan muka tak malu dan mamai, berlari ke depan bus, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Abang, boleh tak patah balik kat OCBC, saya tertidur tadi"  &lt;/span&gt;*lalala* s.o.r.r.y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;saya perlu sleeping pill itu! *menunggu*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-5295432510274495161?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5295432510274495161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5295432510274495161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5295432510274495161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5295432510274495161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/10-reasons-to-get-more-sleep.html' title='10 Reasons To Get More Sleep'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5239233493549185647</id><published>2008-11-10T08:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:16:35.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Tunggu Dan Tunggu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Untuk kamu yang sedang menunggu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya juga pernah menunggu seperti kamu. Saya juga pernah merasa putus asa ketika menunggu. Kerana menunggu sesuatu yang tidak pasti. Sangat memenatkan. Sangat menyakitkan. Kamu bermain teka teki dengan hati. Tetapi, antara fikiran dan hati. Yang mana satu selalu menang? Kamu tahu jawapannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fikiran kata, pergi. Hati kata, nanti. Akhirnya kamu masih begitu. Menunggu dan terus menunggu. Dahulu, seseorang pernah bertanya. Saya tak penatkah menunggu. Saya memang penat. Saya rasa sakit. Saya terguris. Saya menangis. Ada sesuatu yang menyuruh saya terus menunggu. Satu semangat yang sukar untuk dijelaskan. Tiada apa yang masih terus, kalau hati kamu kata…Berhenti. Cukuplah segalanya sampai di sini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kalau kamu masih mahu menunggu. Teruskan menunggu. Cuma jangan terlalu lama. Kerana, ketika kita menunggu. Banyak perkara yang sedang berlari meninggalkan kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tamatkanlah segala teka teki. Pastikan isi hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuma menunggu miracle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-5239233493549185647?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5239233493549185647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5239233493549185647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5239233493549185647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5239233493549185647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/tunggu-dan-tunggu.html' title='Tunggu Dan Tunggu'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-7676056169341613500</id><published>2008-11-09T08:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:56:30.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Lawak Hari Ahad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cannot tell you enough how aggravating it is not to have enough sleep and I'm having a bag as big as 10 pound potato sacks under my eyes now. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been for 2 days straight that I slept for less than 4 hours which is literally for me, not sufficient enough to my recently hey-days hustle and bustles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And for that, I would say that I’m moon walking these 2 days and my minds is wandering around and most of the time, still living underneath the comforter, praying that every night the physical body will lounged down early or at least waking up late the day after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;*dreaming*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning, with the enthusiastic strength, I woke up as early as 6.45am since the promises has been made to Encik Ayah that i will help him to settle up few house errands today. (I slept at 3 yesterday…so it’s like only 3 hours 45 minutes sleep!) So after ‘basic’ cleaning and change, I heated up the car and drove sluggishly to the gas station to pump for the gas and buying my ICE, the Home Soy Brown Sugar Soya Bean milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And that is when the Malaysia version of Mr Bean slapstick or Bendul (ingat tak?) was staged to the public citizen of section 6, Shah Alam. After paying for the fuel and the milk, I went straight to the car, unlocked it, turned the engine on and with poise, driving off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part, while sipping my ICE, i can still murmured to myself, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Kata harga minyak dah turun, isi minyak pon metre tak naik pon?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;*mengong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only after that, (maybe the ICE milk has taken effect in waking me up) I realized that I didn’t even pump for the fuel and I was already out from the gas station! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;*mengong-kuasa-dua*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With the reserved face, I entered the station again and from far, I can see that pump attendant was smiling jovially at my dumbness!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;“Adik, mengantok sangat ke sampai tak nak isi minyak? RM30 tu boleh pergi Melaka…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The luck is at my side, there is no car entered the same terminal after me. So with a taut blushed face, I took the nozzle out and pumping foolishly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;“Tadi saya nak letak skittle tu dah, takut ada orang masuk. Ingat satu hari kena tutup terminal ni”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*erk*&lt;/span&gt; ha-ha, funnnnnyyyy-nyaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;“O ok. Err…Terima Kasih, Aah, saya memang mengantok!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;I had a blast last nite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-7676056169341613500?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/7676056169341613500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=7676056169341613500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7676056169341613500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7676056169341613500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/lawak-hari-ahad.html' title='Lawak Hari Ahad'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8224131178095015639</id><published>2008-11-08T12:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:18:09.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Life, It's Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Life… it is a journey of searching, looking for something that we want in our life. What we desire and aspire. And for what ever it may be, in the end, it is happiness that we are seeking for.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happiness varies and it may come in many forms, and it can only be interpreted by oneself. What we want and what makes us really happy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you ever feel unsure of our own choice and feeling insecure of your own decision? I admit, I do, and I believe everybody does. That is when we are having doubt of our decision as we are unsure whether it is the right move or not. I suppose, as a human, we will never feel satisfied of what we had. When God gives us Bronze, we wish that we could have Silver, when he gave us Silver, we wanted to have Gold... and it is infinite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I learn with sureness and belief, don’t ever run for someone you think that you love and leave someone that really loves you behind. As people that you think that you love will meet someone that they really love and when you are turning back to the one that really loves you, they are no more there. So don’t ever neglected and uncared for someone that really loves you. Appreciate their presence as much as you can, or it will be too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is in some way right even though most of us are in denial of the truth.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We just can’t judge the love by physical attraction or materially as what is important is what is deep inside… the heart. Since heart is nearer to what we called LOVE, a true love. And only with heart it will give us the happiness and tranquility.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Our heart won’t tell us lie even though most of the time, we will tend to follow what we perceive than what we feel. But that just can’t deny the truth, what we feel and what is deep inside our heart.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m strongly believed that our choice is not always the perfect decision as we tend to follow our emotion, an emotion without sensible judgment. In the end, what we really want and what we really needed differs and leaving us with uncertainty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love is about happiness, happiness is about heart. We can’t blame anybody with the wrong choice that we have made. Maybe we have lost in our own choice because we are so busy formatting the steps to the mountain of happiness but we have to keep building the steps, just don’t stop! And for now, we have to build it with a better and proper judgment as past has gave us a good life lesson.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“Ijazah yang terbaik datangnya dari jalanan” hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now, let’s find the best choice or at least, making sure it is the correct decision. For what ever choice that we made, make sure that it comes form the heart. As I told, heart won’t tell us lies. And life of sorrow can always be stopped with a better judgment. Always believe that whenever there is a start, there‘s always the end.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Life’s greatest happiness is to convinced we are loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Redha and ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8224131178095015639?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8224131178095015639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8224131178095015639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8224131178095015639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8224131178095015639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-its-fair.html' title='Life, It&apos;s Fair'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-5756807605537705259</id><published>2008-11-06T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:31:01.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>mu dan i</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Be true to your heart. Therein is your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Percayalah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-5756807605537705259?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/5756807605537705259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=5756807605537705259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5756807605537705259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/5756807605537705259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/mu-dan-i.html' title='mu dan i'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-2780351133334440006</id><published>2008-11-06T01:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:32:26.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In The Mood'/><title type='text'>In The Mood Of: Having a great music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SRHTKO_JGLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4JfyHAPGO_E/s1600-h/acoustic-e-flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SRHTKO_JGLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4JfyHAPGO_E/s320/acoustic-e-flyer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265221612147906738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lets sink the teeth into a nice choc mousse, and get energized and infused with the great voice of Giant Timeline and Zalina Lee at the Apartment Downtown this Saturday, 930pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet u there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Bundaberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt; Root Beer champs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-2780351133334440006?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/2780351133334440006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=2780351133334440006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2780351133334440006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2780351133334440006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-mood-of-having-great-music.html' title='In The Mood Of: Having a great music'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SRHTKO_JGLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4JfyHAPGO_E/s72-c/acoustic-e-flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-2919350575848372441</id><published>2008-11-05T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:57:59.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Happy / Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My emotion cocktail is now mumbo jumbo-ing with concoction feeling of happy and sad, pleased and poignant, seeing people around me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya sad tengok kawan saya Si ”Ikan Emas” yang masih &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH&lt;/span&gt; sakit demam and sakit perut dan diperlakukan sebegitu rupa oleh orang yang sangat dia sayangi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya happy lihat kawan saya Si “Anak Perempuan” yang sedang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH &lt;/span&gt;cinta dan berbunga-bunga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya sad tengok kawan saya Si ”Gadis Golongan Elite” yang sedang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH &lt;/span&gt;dalam permainan lelaki Sarawak yang masih belum boleh memberi kepastian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya happy tengok kadar kemurungan saya sudah semakin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH&lt;/span&gt; dan turun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya sad tengok ”Tok Chor” yang sedang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH &lt;/span&gt;sakit dan dimasukkan ke UH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya happy lihat kawan saya Si “Gadis Melayu” yang hampir boleh men&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH&lt;/span&gt;kan ID card UNITEN nya ke dalam tasik UNITEN sebab dah nak habis exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya sad dengar kawan saya telah di offer untuk VSS kerana ekonomi yang sedang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH&lt;/span&gt; teruk. *takut*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya happy sebab saya ada blog ini untuk men&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH&lt;/span&gt;kan dan meluahkan segala luahan hati saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya sad tengok kawan saya Si ”Pocoyo” yang telah men&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH&lt;/span&gt;kan kesetiaan yang sangat tulus dan ikhlas yang telah diberikan kepadanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saya happy sebab saya sedang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JATUH&lt;/span&gt;.... (sila isi sendiri tidak lebih 8 patah perkatan) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Nak happy je please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-2919350575848372441?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/2919350575848372441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=2919350575848372441&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2919350575848372441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2919350575848372441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-sad.html' title='Happy / Sad'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-2849012683907218310</id><published>2008-11-04T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:57:13.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>OCBC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Not the bank. OCBC is short for “Orang Cina Bukan Cina”, and can mean one of two things. It can be used as a more colloquial substitutes for the overused word, ‘banana’, or it can be used (affectionately) on dear friends who are so mane mixed parentage that they end up looking vaguely Chinese, even when they’re technically not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taken this from KLUE Nov 08 magazine. Funnily, whenever I flipped out the newspaper / magazines / anything that is in print of OCBC, I will take my effortless shot to read at least, the title of the periodical. Not to say that I’m swollen with pride to be one of their associates, but I supposed I should and I just have to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well for me, that is not the first witty rendition of OCBC that I have ever heard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have once wrote to a customer to apologize for the inability to approve his personal loan application and then being replied and told to leave the bank as OCBC operates by its name, “Orang Cina Bank Cina”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, I might, but not while this economic down turn where retrenchment and downsizing is everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Admit, I’m “Orang Cina Bukan Cina” working in Orang Cina Bank Cina”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Bamboozled by someone’s act. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-2849012683907218310?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/2849012683907218310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=2849012683907218310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2849012683907218310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/2849012683907218310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/ocbc.html' title='OCBC'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-1816112181713048769</id><published>2008-11-03T00:12:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:58:08.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Cinta Pandang Pertama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;“Everywhere we go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;People want to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who we are…?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Gimme a L (L)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a I (I)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Gimme an M (M)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Gimme a A (A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;What’s that? (LIMA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Can’t hearyou! (LIMA)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more time! (LIMA)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go……LIMA!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…the ‘song’ that has been ruining my weekend. I was chosen to attend for a Team Building for my department in Malacca for two days and I would say it was a fun yet tiring weekend. To be frank, I was so indisposed to go since my mood meter is running low at the moment, and I just need to be alone. But knowing that it is something that is totally impossible to be escaped from, unenthusiastically, I pushed myself going. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most hated part, as always, packing up! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I was putted in the L team (LIMA) or a sky blue team and for that we were needed to wear a sky blue tee during the team building games. Knowing the fact that I just can’t wear any pastels colors top, I was so devastated. (It is a no-no thing! *wink*) so I ended up buying an oversized t-shirt as I think that it will act as a great&lt;br /&gt;‘concealor’. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But that’s not end of the tribulations, I need to find a ‘Hanbok’!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;“Huh?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was allotted to be in the Da Chang Jin team for the Movie themed TB dinner, (boring please!). It is an old Korean movie so I need to rent a Hanbok (a traditional Korean ladies costume). Another contribution in adding the kemalasan-nak-pergi indicator and by belief that with the rental cost can actually pay my 1 week fuel expenses. (I managed to get a really cheap costume at only RM50 at the Fun Costumes, Subang! *Save..Save..Save*)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing up stuffs is over, but the energy of anticipation was still stumpy. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Until…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I saw my hotel rooms! Ha-ha.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, it was a really nice cozy room in Holiday Inn, Malacca. And the food served was awesome and was killing my diet well. *tqvm*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the kemalasan telah bertukar menjadi keseronokkan akhirnya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a fun TB actually.  Amazing colleagues bonding. Fun games. Great dinner and fabulous and great MC! He-he&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was a really tiring TB though…with so many activities in a very extremely small period of time. And to be frank, I’m typing this with a pair of heavy eyes and uncountable yawning. Since a picture represents a thousand words… Make your own depiction now. :D (sangat tak larat)&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3THlXb8OI/AAAAAAAAAFw/D7T-MV7BIWU/s1600-h/TB+Malacca-charlie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3THlXb8OI/AAAAAAAAAFw/D7T-MV7BIWU/s400/TB+Malacca-charlie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264095666708934882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Zul's Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3TIbFtCjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MwmstaI_AdE/s1600-h/TB+Malacca-girls2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3TIbFtCjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/MwmstaI_AdE/s400/TB+Malacca-girls2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264095681130072626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;The Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3TIsX3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/jvk6ZoZPM1U/s1600-h/TB+Malacca-fong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3TIsX3j-I/AAAAAAAAAGA/jvk6ZoZPM1U/s400/TB+Malacca-fong.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264095685769662434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bersama Fong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3TI-iYpRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wOxBbozgaTo/s1600-h/TB+Malacca-yanna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3TI-iYpRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wOxBbozgaTo/s400/TB+Malacca-yanna.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264095690645611794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Gadis Hanbok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3ZQd44lTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WMNHVxuoVK0/s1600-h/TB+Malacca-girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3ZQd44lTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/WMNHVxuoVK0/s400/TB+Malacca-girls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264102416390329650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Da Chang Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3TI2IK6AI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/c3Dw2p2XoVE/s1600-h/TB+Malacca-ashley.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3TI2IK6AI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/c3Dw2p2XoVE/s400/TB+Malacca-ashley.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264095688388175874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;The King and Queen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3WzSoO9tI/AAAAAAAAAGY/m1JFnYIevKs/s1600-h/TB+Malacca-vs+harry+potter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3WzSoO9tI/AAAAAAAAAGY/m1JFnYIevKs/s400/TB+Malacca-vs+harry+potter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264099716128241362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;vs. Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Farah! Cintaku Tertinggal Di Melaka… :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-1816112181713048769?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/1816112181713048769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=1816112181713048769&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1816112181713048769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1816112181713048769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/11/cinta-pandang-pertama.html' title='Cinta Pandang Pertama'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQ3THlXb8OI/AAAAAAAAAFw/D7T-MV7BIWU/s72-c/TB+Malacca-charlie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-8217318794423406126</id><published>2008-10-31T07:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:31:01.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Selamat TInggal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Kamu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...it’s time for me to say goodbye &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not sure what to say anymore. I'm pretty sure I'm ready to get off this roller coaster ride. I need to stop. I need to just let go. I need to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's hard to let go of it. And i hate to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who really know. I certainly don't. All I really know is that what we had was real. And I know, you do too. You can't take any of it away no matter how callous you are or how much you try to ignore it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's going to be a long journey, but i will definitely be waiting for the light to sparks again. And i know, you know it too, we will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;x0x0,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yanna.lyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Menjaga Hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-8217318794423406126?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/8217318794423406126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=8217318794423406126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8217318794423406126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/8217318794423406126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-tinggal.html' title='Selamat TInggal'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-355569566920465990</id><published>2008-10-29T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:12:41.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Girl Confession'/><title type='text'>Nor Ashikin Alauddin [1983-2008]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Al-Fatihah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shikin, you will be missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May you rest in peace&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.netnax.net/imgs/rip/rip-poems9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I hate to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-355569566920465990?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/355569566920465990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=355569566920465990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/355569566920465990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/355569566920465990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/10/nor-ashikin-alauddin-1983-2008.html' title='Nor Ashikin Alauddin [1983-2008]'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6916518556980072762</id><published>2008-10-27T18:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T11:58:48.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Happy Deepavali</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Having to work on Deepavali?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Bangla pon cuti kot”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Erghh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But thinking on the backlogs and the works that I left last Friday, there is a strong magnet current dragging me to the right pole. (But mine is opposite to the current flow, negative terminal of ‘laziness’ to the positive terminal of eagerness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So as normal, once I reached the office, the first mission is to fill up my cute water tumbler. With the owh-im-so-sleepy face, I went to the pantry and as normal, I will fill up the tumbler with half portion of hot and cold water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fundamentally, yes, I’m physically in the office, but my mind was wandering around, still under the blanket. And tada, there goes the drama, while sluggishly filling the hot water, I accidentally ‘offered’ my fingers under the hot water stream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And at the same time, I received a vibrating alert from the back of my jeans pocket. And the used to be cool ringing tone seems to be so annoying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Ayah?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So without hesitant and with the pain is still on, I answered the phone thinking that it was something important. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Hello Ayong! Come back and buy toys for me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Erk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was the twins! Like I just took the happy pills, they instantly seized out the pain and turned the soreness into joyfulness! And I realized that I get my fingers smoldered immediately after I saw the piles of work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 in 1 pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (but i know i have the Happy Pills)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQWmYM_-67I/AAAAAAAAAFo/QSiFdzE8uPw/s1600-h/twins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQWmYM_-67I/AAAAAAAAAFo/QSiFdzE8uPw/s400/twins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261794674388954034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Totti &amp;amp; Tommy, My Sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have many Happy Pills&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6916518556980072762?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6916518556980072762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6916518556980072762&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6916518556980072762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6916518556980072762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-deepavali.html' title='Happy Deepavali'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SQWmYM_-67I/AAAAAAAAAFo/QSiFdzE8uPw/s72-c/twins.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-6827621027241820950</id><published>2008-10-27T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:59:00.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Her Belly Says'/><title type='text'>Her Belly says: Makan-Makan Shah Alam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is nice to have in Shah Alam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read what a true citizen of Shah Alam answers… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Best, nice, yummy, delicious, scrumptious, tasty, appetizing, mouth-watering and flavorsome of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;KUEY TIOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restoran Char Kuey Tiow, TTDI Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Giant food court (Kay Jay aunty gemok’s sister!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• MURTABAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restoran S.Subhani, TTDI Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• FRIED LOH SEE FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anggerik Deli, UiTM Shah Alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Kedai Kopi, Tasik Shah Alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;• TOMYAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Restoran Santai, Section 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoran Teratai, Section 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• ABC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC Coco Bubble, Section 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Penang ABC, Giant Food Court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;• NASI LEMAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restoran Gembira, Section 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pak Ayob, Section 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shell, Section 9 (morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• LONTONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restoran Lontong Klang, Section 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoran Jayati, Section 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• SOTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restoran Soto, Section 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• KUIH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasar Section 6 (Kuih Kemboja, Variety of Talams and Apam Balik; morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Masjid Negeri Stall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoran Azira, Section 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoran Hatinie, Section 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Restoran Soto, Section 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;• YONG TOW FOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasar Malam Section 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (every Wednesday, stall with the colorful dishes baskets) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoran Home Town Yong Tow Foo, Section 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• NASI CAMPUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sri TTDI, TTDI Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Masjid Negeri stall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoran Azira, Section 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoran Hatinie, Section 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Restoran Soto, Section 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• NASI KANDAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasi Kandar Raihan, Glenmarie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• GORENG PISANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stall in front of TTDI Jaya surau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoran Sri TTDI, TTDI Jaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Goreng Pisang Azmi, Section 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• AYAM GOLEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayam Golek Resipi Ibu, Section 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• WESTERN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pine 38, Section 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pick n' Brew, Glenmarie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seed Cafe, Glenmarie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;• ROJAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rojak (lorry behind Concorde), Section 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• NASI AYAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stall, Section 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gerai Pak Mal, Section 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoran Azira, Section 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• CENDOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of  Section 16 mosque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• NASI BERIYANI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Restoran Azira, Section 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restoran Tambak Johor, Section 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JM Beriyani, Tesco Shah Alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;• LAKSA PENANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lorry by the road side, Section 7-Bukit Raja&lt;br /&gt;Lorry near ESSO, TTDI Jaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You are more than welcome to add more recommended entries) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I am just the story teller who is missing her food hunting partner terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-6827621027241820950?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/6827621027241820950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=6827621027241820950&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6827621027241820950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/6827621027241820950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/10/her-belly-says-makan-makan-shah-alam.html' title='Her Belly says: Makan-Makan Shah Alam'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-7791238469838559198</id><published>2008-10-25T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:35:22.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="status_body"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...is tired..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm &lt;/span&gt;need a rest... so tired attending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="profile_status"&gt;mppk kuantan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status_body"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...is tired.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; need a rest... so tired attending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" id="profile_status"&gt;mppk kuantan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ha-ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Change your&lt;/span&gt; status please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Saya juga budak baru belajar, kalau salah tolong tunjukkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-7791238469838559198?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/7791238469838559198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=7791238469838559198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7791238469838559198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/7791238469838559198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/10/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4428168048018268790.post-1391994445446682696</id><published>2008-10-25T02:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:01:26.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babble Queen'/><title type='text'>The wonder women in action</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24 October 2008, Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt; – A motorcyclist lost control of her motorcycle near Pandan Indan Mewah, here, at 6pm, causing a short traffic jam at the area after a downpour yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Initial investigations show that the motorcyclist lost control of her motorcycle after the car in front was giving an emergency stop when she was making a turning into the other side of the road. The motorcycle skidded and the Chinese Lady (refused to be named) was thrown down from her motorcycle and was pinned against her motorcycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5 passer by ladies who saw the accidents stopped down to help the lady and took her and the motorcycle to the side of the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She suffered bruises and injuries on her head and legs in the motorcycle accident. The motorcyclist drives back on her own. She insisted and refused to call her next of kin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The passer by ladies yang berani but dalam ketakutan: yanna.lyana , asni, elle, farah and farina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4428168048018268790-1391994445446682696?l=lyanaazera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/feeds/1391994445446682696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4428168048018268790&amp;postID=1391994445446682696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1391994445446682696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4428168048018268790/posts/default/1391994445446682696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyanaazera.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonder-women-in-action.html' title='The wonder women in action'/><author><name>yanna.lyana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04010669596959397316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lA1P6p51AmA/SM6Emp5LE_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/QPRe6aD3kwo/S220/P1020556.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
