<?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-5660853951384527379</id><updated>2012-01-10T15:11:26.238+07:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Sport'/><category term='STPPH'/><category term='Air Asia'/><category term='Korean Air'/><category term='Family'/><category term='China 中国'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Chinese'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='TV Show'/><category term='long term'/><category term='Interview'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Qatar Airways'/><category term='Job'/><category term='BLCU'/><category term='Queen Bee Shop'/><category term='Garuda Indonesia'/><category term='Emirates'/><category term='Games'/><category term='iphone'/><category term='Indonesia'/><category term='short term'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Cupcakes'/><category term='Money'/><category term='Master Degree'/><category term='Book'/><category term='Dear Diary'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Health'/><category term='TV Series'/><category term='My Collection'/><category term='Recruitment'/><category term='Trip'/><category term='Graduation Day'/><category term='Life Lesson'/><category term='HIMYM'/><category term='Baking'/><category term='Jakarta'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Concert'/><category term='Cebu Pacific'/><category term='Cathay Pacific'/><category term='HIMYF'/><category term='Cabin Crew'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='Special Event'/><category term='Chinese Language 汉语'/><category term='Business'/><category term='Jason Mraz'/><category term='Pottermore'/><category term='Tip'/><category term='Disneyland'/><category term='Dream Job'/><category term='Bandung'/><category term='Singapore Airlines'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Beijing 北京'/><category term='Failed'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='Chester'/><title type='text'>me,myself,andphiez</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5664814292603963895</id><published>2011-11-27T22:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T22:09:03.566+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday Blog!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6F9UP0di_G4/TtJRerNnXtI/AAAAAAAABLI/QPxWtLCVxEs/s1600/birthday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6F9UP0di_G4/TtJRerNnXtI/AAAAAAAABLI/QPxWtLCVxEs/s320/birthday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't believed I have these blog for 2 years, now! And I hope I'm gonna keep doing it in the future.&lt;br /&gt;It's officially the blog that record my life after graduation. I'm still clueless, anyway, still hanged on my old dream while finding my new dream. Happy Birthday bloggie!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-5664814292603963895?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5664814292603963895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-2nd-birthday-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5664814292603963895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5664814292603963895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-2nd-birthday-blog.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday Blog!!'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6F9UP0di_G4/TtJRerNnXtI/AAAAAAAABLI/QPxWtLCVxEs/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8819366211455906136</id><published>2011-11-16T21:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:15:18.375+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Allergic to.... ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If &amp;nbsp;someone ask you, what are u allergic to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I &amp;nbsp;have one kind of foods that I'm allergic to.. And I just have it today on the evening..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I see it, i'm getting nausea, I don't like the taste, and since the beginning, my family don't eat it very often at home. The first time I have the symptom was in junior high school, after eat the noodle I bought on the break, I feel very unwell then in the middle of the class, I threw up.. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't remember when the exact time I realized that I allergic to these particular foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friends and families thought my allergic is unique, and I'm the only one that have it, that's why they also don't believe it. They said that's just my thought since I don't like the mushroom. And well before, I'm kind of believe it too, until I accidentally eat it without knowing, and I ended up get nausea, and almost throw up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These particular food is sometime served with pasta, that's also why I'm also don't like pasta. The only pasta I can have is Bologneise / Meat Sauce Pasta. I hate the creamy one, especially Carbonara, since I had these memory to see it came through my mouth. *sorry*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you already guess it, what it is? Yes, maybe right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm allergic to.. Mushroom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hodW05PM2Cs/TsPFWPFhIUI/AAAAAAAABK4/QqYo3_qKZLc/s1600/il_fullxfull.220916193.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hodW05PM2Cs/TsPFWPFhIUI/AAAAAAAABK4/QqYo3_qKZLc/s320/il_fullxfull.220916193.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8819366211455906136?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8819366211455906136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/11/allergic-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8819366211455906136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8819366211455906136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/11/allergic-to.html' title='Allergic to.... ??'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hodW05PM2Cs/TsPFWPFhIUI/AAAAAAAABK4/QqYo3_qKZLc/s72-c/il_fullxfull.220916193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5817103087765608381</id><published>2011-11-14T20:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:03:25.769+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Linkin Park &amp; The Script Concert</title><content type='html'>NO! They didn't do it the same time and together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Linkin Park Concert was on September, I attend it with my 2nd brother, his girlfriend and his friend. I'm not a big fan, or even fan of Linkin Park. I just came along since my brother invite me to, and I think why shouldn't I, since they don't have a concert in Jakarta, everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQMxI6djEqM/TsELO5FNRQI/AAAAAAAABKU/z5P97VNp-l8/s1600/CIMG7169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQMxI6djEqM/TsELO5FNRQI/AAAAAAAABKU/z5P97VNp-l8/s320/CIMG7169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8dcl3wvr6A/TsELoq5RauI/AAAAAAAABKc/KKnK0t_Pzms/s1600/CIMG7178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8dcl3wvr6A/TsELoq5RauI/AAAAAAAABKc/KKnK0t_Pzms/s320/CIMG7178.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I admit it that I don't know some of the songs, I just knew and sing along their popular songs. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The Script concert was held, just last saturday. And the tricky one is the ticket said it's started at 7:00 pm, but actually they started at 09:30 pm. They didn't tell us there will be 3 other performances before The Script, was from local performances, but still.. What we've been waiting is The Script, not other bands. So, there was 2 and half hours of boring, standing along with sea of people with sweats, with hungry and thirsty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;But when they started, we just came alive singing and jumping together. I love The Script, since their song "The Man who can't be moved" And even I don't have their CD, since the CD already sold out in some of music stores, I listened from digital song I downloaded via internet one day before the concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And I love it, love it, love it, love it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Especially with the song "The man who can't be moved" (*of course*), "Nothing", and "Science &amp;amp; Faith"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMpMoFQXACQ/TsEN-4hV9LI/AAAAAAAABKk/8Yq3dHXUJlE/s1600/CIMG7684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SMpMoFQXACQ/TsEN-4hV9LI/AAAAAAAABKk/8Yq3dHXUJlE/s320/CIMG7684.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wPgq7b6HoQQ/TsEOYeYlW8I/AAAAAAAABKs/xZj0kekDIsM/s1600/CIMG7686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wPgq7b6HoQQ/TsEOYeYlW8I/AAAAAAAABKs/xZj0kekDIsM/s320/CIMG7686.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-5817103087765608381?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5817103087765608381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/11/linkin-park-script-concert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5817103087765608381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5817103087765608381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/11/linkin-park-script-concert.html' title='Linkin Park &amp; The Script Concert'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQMxI6djEqM/TsELO5FNRQI/AAAAAAAABKU/z5P97VNp-l8/s72-c/CIMG7169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-891279421921466953</id><published>2011-11-14T19:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T19:24:59.007+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Event'/><title type='text'>2nd brother engagement</title><content type='html'>My 2nd brother got engaged to his longtime/high-school girlfriend.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They began dating at junior year of high-school, and still together until now, even my dog, Chester already went to dog heaven before they got engaged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So happy, that I will have 2 new family member next year. *cheers*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And start diet before their wedding..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JR8pqbQl1vo/TsEIXzmTP3I/AAAAAAAABKM/ia96NUkTe70/s1600/CIMG7079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JR8pqbQl1vo/TsEIXzmTP3I/AAAAAAAABKM/ia96NUkTe70/s320/CIMG7079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-891279421921466953?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/891279421921466953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/11/2nd-brother-engagement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/891279421921466953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/891279421921466953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/11/2nd-brother-engagement.html' title='2nd brother engagement'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JR8pqbQl1vo/TsEIXzmTP3I/AAAAAAAABKM/ia96NUkTe70/s72-c/CIMG7079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-348297621522752984</id><published>2011-11-13T23:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T23:10:27.671+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1wXE6HM-LE/Tr_rO4aSwnI/AAAAAAAABKE/ZNKWiUnQrJA/s1600/hello.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1wXE6HM-LE/Tr_rO4aSwnI/AAAAAAAABKE/ZNKWiUnQrJA/s320/hello.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't being a good blogger lately..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe because my life is also keep boring.. but trying to get back active bloggin again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Found anything interest and good stuff to write about..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Also mean, something new, something fresh to be&amp;nbsp;obsessive, to be&amp;nbsp;passionate&amp;nbsp;over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-348297621522752984?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/348297621522752984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/348297621522752984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/348297621522752984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-blog.html' title='Hello Blog!!'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1wXE6HM-LE/Tr_rO4aSwnI/AAAAAAAABKE/ZNKWiUnQrJA/s72-c/hello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6160368025559691642</id><published>2011-09-18T09:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T09:08:41.447+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Event'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday phiez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-236vyLgZcn0/TnVRlBhXimI/AAAAAAAABJk/MOQpiI8isGM/s1600/Scan_Pic0016a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-236vyLgZcn0/TnVRlBhXimI/AAAAAAAABJk/MOQpiI8isGM/s320/Scan_Pic0016a.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't believe I'm 24 years old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Growing upppp so fast..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for my friends, to make my 24th birthday is one of the great days I had these year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cheerss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-6160368025559691642?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6160368025559691642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-phiez.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6160368025559691642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6160368025559691642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-phiez.html' title='Happy Birthday phiez'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-236vyLgZcn0/TnVRlBhXimI/AAAAAAAABJk/MOQpiI8isGM/s72-c/Scan_Pic0016a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5034361221592665891</id><published>2011-09-07T21:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:08:15.467+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><title type='text'>Countdown to big 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3IUbbzzoHo/Tmd1zCacxrI/AAAAAAAABJg/3KWyM4JwOJU/s1600/tumblr_kzpxa0uWIb1qzvjn8o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3IUbbzzoHo/Tmd1zCacxrI/AAAAAAAABJg/3KWyM4JwOJU/s320/tumblr_kzpxa0uWIb1qzvjn8o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;9 days left of being 23&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking my blog post where I was &lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/turning-23.html"&gt;turning 23&lt;/a&gt;, I was still hoping that when I blow my 24th&amp;nbsp;birthday, I will be where I want to be. Well, I'm not. Instead, I have this jealous feeling inside that everyone who get accepted as Cathay Pacific's cabin crew will going to HK on these month. I know, let it go.. but it's hard, I have this brokenhearted feeling for Cathay, and I know the only person I need to blame is me. &lt;u&gt;Jealous is just a feeling from a loser.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, yeah. Life always give you an unexpected way. But I keep telling myself, i'm not going to regret everything the decision I took until now. I'm not going to regret&amp;nbsp;choose&amp;nbsp;Beijing over Graduate program, because I'm not going to know/met my friends right now, he and she and they.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But it's like my friend said, we choose what person we want to be. Sometime I want to be a housewife with job that I can do at home, like home business, online shopping, etc, so I can be housewife and take care my children, it's so different what my dream job is, a career that will give me opportunity to wake up at different countries every night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Dad said to me that I'm still childish. And I know, I am. From my attitude, my thinking, my style, maybe this "I dont want to grow up!" really get the best on me now. But come on, I'm going to 24 now. Before, someone said to me that I'm not going to grow up before married. Yeah, maybe it's true. And maybe that what they saw in me, that I'm still not grown up, how do they expect me to serve others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm growing up, and I'll be there soon, adult zone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-5034361221592665891?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5034361221592665891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/countdown-to-big-24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5034361221592665891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5034361221592665891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/countdown-to-big-24.html' title='Countdown to big 24'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3IUbbzzoHo/Tmd1zCacxrI/AAAAAAAABJg/3KWyM4JwOJU/s72-c/tumblr_kzpxa0uWIb1qzvjn8o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-3007261139471918269</id><published>2011-09-06T08:31:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T09:58:47.336+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pottermore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><title type='text'>Pottermore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey, I just got my welcome mail by &lt;a href="http://www.pottermore.com/"&gt;pottermore&lt;/a&gt;. What is pottermore? is next project from the creator of Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling, where we can explore the magical world. The website will open for public on October. On August, they give opportunity for them who want to&amp;nbsp;access&amp;nbsp;early, and with the help of my friend, I got my pottermore account. Thank Feli.. :) This is the sneak peak for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1TkDIIheeaY/TmV277Xtt7I/AAAAAAAABJU/PguBIw6VRJY/s1600/pottermore2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1TkDIIheeaY/TmV277Xtt7I/AAAAAAAABJU/PguBIw6VRJY/s320/pottermore2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p0styxeZmO4/TmV6yj-kKcI/AAAAAAAABJY/9uAx2-JogOg/s1600/pottermore3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p0styxeZmO4/TmV6yj-kKcI/AAAAAAAABJY/9uAx2-JogOg/s320/pottermore3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HcdOr4ZKaRo/TmWL0QJe6tI/AAAAAAAABJc/38uPCc5sXOY/s1600/pottermore4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HcdOr4ZKaRo/TmWL0QJe6tI/AAAAAAAABJc/38uPCc5sXOY/s320/pottermore4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-3007261139471918269?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/3007261139471918269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/pottermore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3007261139471918269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3007261139471918269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/pottermore.html' title='Pottermore'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1TkDIIheeaY/TmV277Xtt7I/AAAAAAAABJU/PguBIw6VRJY/s72-c/pottermore2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-1335413203708284535</id><published>2011-09-05T09:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T09:12:47.739+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Event'/><title type='text'>Family 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeWiEl1EKb4/THc-C0olirI/AAAAAAAAAtY/1OhtPd47r14/s1600/fam1_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeWiEl1EKb4/THc-C0olirI/AAAAAAAAAtY/1OhtPd47r14/s320/fam1_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm happy to told you, that I'm going to have 2 additional family members in 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First is my first nephew/niece from my brother. Yape, thanks GOD. Her wife is pregnant, with the first child, will be born on around Feb 2012. I hope with this child, my brother will changes. *finger crossed* His first child will be born on Dragon Year (from chinese calendar) and around my Dad's birthday. So, I think he/she will be the copy of my Dad (since my Dad is also a dragon), that's why I'm so hoping the child is he. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second, my 2nd brother just got engaged with his high-school girlfriend (so it's already about 10 years). So happy with the news. I'm taking the positive side of not having cabin crew job (yet), is i'm going to attend and see the special family events in 2012, the born of my first nephew/niece and my 2nd brother getting married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cheeerrrsss...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-1335413203708284535?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/1335413203708284535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/family-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1335413203708284535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1335413203708284535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/family-2012.html' title='Family 2012'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeWiEl1EKb4/THc-C0olirI/AAAAAAAAAtY/1OhtPd47r14/s72-c/fam1_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8444049432421027840</id><published>2011-09-05T08:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T08:58:28.150+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Here I am again..</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I lost my 'appetite' to write a blog, maybe since I already push "Pause" button again in pursuit my dream job. But hey, this blog isn't just about it, so I want to refresh my appetite to write the blog again. Starting from refresh the blog template, and start writing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kUXCCdoxF7s/TmQsUnv5BOI/AAAAAAAABJQ/t_KbwxAa4Lc/s1600/polaroid6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kUXCCdoxF7s/TmQsUnv5BOI/AAAAAAAABJQ/t_KbwxAa4Lc/s320/polaroid6.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8444049432421027840?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8444049432421027840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/here-i-am-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8444049432421027840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8444049432421027840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/here-i-am-again.html' title='Here I am again..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kUXCCdoxF7s/TmQsUnv5BOI/AAAAAAAABJQ/t_KbwxAa4Lc/s72-c/polaroid6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-1315052680622886542</id><published>2011-09-05T08:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T08:45:03.072+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Event'/><title type='text'>Bravacasa - Design Challenge 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My 2nd brother is one of the finalist of Bravacasa Design Challenge 2011, the product design competition held by Bravacasa Magazine in Indonesia. Me and family attend the award night on last month, August 5th 2011, unfortunately, he didn't win. But still, so proud of him. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures taken on the scene..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6MYq1DJ1o0/TmMZs00n1jI/AAAAAAAABJM/DEHDJymnMmY/s1600/CIMG6601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6MYq1DJ1o0/TmMZs00n1jI/AAAAAAAABJM/DEHDJymnMmY/s320/CIMG6601.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HW8Wx9DMqtg/TmML3UXs75I/AAAAAAAABI8/-SJmoAi2to0/s1600/CIMG6564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HW8Wx9DMqtg/TmML3UXs75I/AAAAAAAABI8/-SJmoAi2to0/s320/CIMG6564.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-09A8IWZjUm8/TmMNmfOTodI/AAAAAAAABJA/6-qS6LXKSE0/s1600/CIMG6565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-09A8IWZjUm8/TmMNmfOTodI/AAAAAAAABJA/6-qS6LXKSE0/s320/CIMG6565.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Chair designed by my brother, Gotong Royong Stool, in english it means TeamWork Stool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wj70eaDTbew/TmMOxTMxK1I/AAAAAAAABJE/aF-TZC4KuK0/s1600/CIMG6597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wj70eaDTbew/TmMOxTMxK1I/AAAAAAAABJE/aF-TZC4KuK0/s320/CIMG6597.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Favorite Award Chair. so adorable and cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FCT3Q0NT6FI/TmMP199OdoI/AAAAAAAABJI/zc-7rfpQcNs/s1600/CIMG6600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FCT3Q0NT6FI/TmMP199OdoI/AAAAAAAABJI/zc-7rfpQcNs/s320/CIMG6600.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Winner Chair, Grass Chair !!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-1315052680622886542?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/1315052680622886542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/bravacasa-design-challenge-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1315052680622886542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1315052680622886542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/09/bravacasa-design-challenge-2011.html' title='Bravacasa - Design Challenge 2011'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z6MYq1DJ1o0/TmMZs00n1jI/AAAAAAAABJM/DEHDJymnMmY/s72-c/CIMG6601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5581032669682432013</id><published>2011-08-03T22:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T10:01:27.674+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>31.07.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4B8pyLMkpLM/TjllRngXLrI/AAAAAAAABIs/osw8W8MTOpU/s1600/183826_10150271186709015_588339014_7497836_7548167_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4B8pyLMkpLM/TjllRngXLrI/AAAAAAAABIs/osw8W8MTOpU/s200/183826_10150271186709015_588339014_7497836_7548167_n.jpg" width="103" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;July 31th 2011, me and friends together watch the last movie of Harry Potter. Why it was so late? because there was some problems between the distributor and government, that's why after these long months, I haven't watch summer movies, good movies for a while. Some people are desperate and go to Singapore to watch good movies, like Pirates of the Carribean IV, KungFu Panda 2, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a positive one, and was still hoping that it will changed, and it did. They brought Harry Potter Movie for a proof, and Indonesian became wild. All the tickets are sold out. And even I heard someone sell it on internet. Crazy! My friends and I join the event with Harry Potter Indonesia Fans Club to watch together the Last Movie. It's so different!! Everyone dressed up, even &amp;nbsp;me and my friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUsgubrd8Jo/TjlkcodeLkI/AAAAAAAABIo/rSD0rV8Ldeo/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VUsgubrd8Jo/TjlkcodeLkI/AAAAAAAABIo/rSD0rV8Ldeo/s320/6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore white blouse with yellow tie (borrowed/stolen from my brother's room), with grey long coat, black mini skirt, black legging, and black flat shoes. Witch Hat are hand-made by my friend. And taaadaaa, I'm a Hufflepuff Student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why I choose to be Hufflepuff Student? Because I took test, like in HP website and other internet test, and they said that I will be sorted to Hufflepuff House. Well Loyal, friendly and play fair, yape that's me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can tell that I'm a late Harry Potter Fans, I started to read the books when everyone was waiting the 5th book. I'm still remember that was my school holiday and I was bored, so I decided to buy Harry Potter books, since everyone said it was good, and it was thick, I saw the movies already ( the 1st &amp;nbsp;and the 2nd ), and I was totally &amp;nbsp;blown away. So the next day, I buy the 3rd and 4th.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When the 5th book and 3rd movie was released, I'm already a fan. And up until now, I'm still amazed by the witch world that J.K Rowling created, it's magical. Thank you for a great story, a great dream, a great imagination. And I'm sure the next generation will still like it. And Harry Potter will become legendary. I hope someday I can visit Orlando, visit the &lt;a href="http://www.universalorlando.com/harrypotter/"&gt;Wizarding World of Harry Potter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4X53Sw6urs/Tjln_uC8sSI/AAAAAAAABIw/k-_n83gGrbs/s1600/harry-potter-cast_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4X53Sw6urs/Tjln_uC8sSI/AAAAAAAABIw/k-_n83gGrbs/s1600/harry-potter-cast_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bb2ZkZZ6i4/TjloA6RBjYI/AAAAAAAABI0/1tA4BErC5tg/s1600/thank-you-harry.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bb2ZkZZ6i4/TjloA6RBjYI/AAAAAAAABI0/1tA4BErC5tg/s320/thank-you-harry.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-5581032669682432013?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5581032669682432013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/08/310711.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5581032669682432013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5581032669682432013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/08/310711.html' title='31.07.11'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4B8pyLMkpLM/TjllRngXLrI/AAAAAAAABIs/osw8W8MTOpU/s72-c/183826_10150271186709015_588339014_7497836_7548167_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8961276716004206994</id><published>2011-07-08T21:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:50:55.973+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen Bee Shop'/><title type='text'>Queen Bee Shop Evolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the record, how Queen Bee was created.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1SwDA9nqWEo/ThcVvUvEN0I/AAAAAAAABIU/9zZCVrzzJ6Q/s1600/mgc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="124" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1SwDA9nqWEo/ThcVvUvEN0I/AAAAAAAABIU/9zZCVrzzJ6Q/s320/mgc.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mean Girl Company.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;These is the first name I choose for my online shop,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;my friends called me mean girl, because well sometimes I'm a little bit bitchy but in joking way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I even already create the email : meangirlco@xxxx.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DUQTV8A0mms/ThcVxZZ99xI/AAAAAAAABIY/zRiPpshomds/s1600/season-cs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DUQTV8A0mms/ThcVxZZ99xI/AAAAAAAABIY/zRiPpshomds/s320/season-cs.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;season&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And before, I publish my online shop, I decided to change the name to season,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;because mean girl company just a little bit mean. Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But then I changed my mind again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ0KHim_J1I/ThcWR0RZvNI/AAAAAAAABIc/XJ2MvJs_zbA/s1600/200282_103911696360170_103582469726426_36513_4770227_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QQ0KHim_J1I/ThcWR0RZvNI/AAAAAAAABIc/XJ2MvJs_zbA/s320/200282_103911696360170_103582469726426_36513_4770227_n.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Queen Bee Shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the first picture I uploaded for Queen Bee Shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why Queen Bee? Well, I had these phone number with the end 9305. 05 can be Online Shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I tried to find a name related to 93. I tried to find a good name, first with G, and E.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So the first name that came to my mind, was GEEE! Shop, and when I try to search on facebook, it's a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then after days tried to find a good name, I ended up with Queen Bee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It just came up when I was watching TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I know from Gossip Girl series, Blair Waldorf is Queen B.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WiGk-LjwvEw/ThcWVD-86GI/AAAAAAAABIg/UylRqJ1J2cs/s1600/250128_116548381763168_103582469726426_155901_5667942_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WiGk-LjwvEw/ThcWVD-86GI/AAAAAAAABIg/UylRqJ1J2cs/s320/250128_116548381763168_103582469726426_155901_5667942_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd logo of Queen Bee Shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rM_2G4axBf8/ThcWWzMAYgI/AAAAAAAABIk/vPKt3Guh60s/s1600/queenbeelogo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rM_2G4axBf8/ThcWWzMAYgI/AAAAAAAABIk/vPKt3Guh60s/s320/queenbeelogo.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The latest logo of Queen Bee Shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After 2 months, the sales are not so good. So I tried to&amp;nbsp;re-branding, by adding my favorite colors,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;made it more girly. And totally re-brand whole things, from phone number, cataloque, packaging, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so lucky I found it phone number who really represent Queen Bee.. 9333833 is good number. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just curious what future will bring to these small business of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Am I going to open my own shop? Hmmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or maybe close it, and move to another dream..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Noone know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8961276716004206994?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8961276716004206994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/07/queen-bee-shop-evolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8961276716004206994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8961276716004206994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/07/queen-bee-shop-evolution.html' title='Queen Bee Shop Evolution'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1SwDA9nqWEo/ThcVvUvEN0I/AAAAAAAABIU/9zZCVrzzJ6Q/s72-c/mgc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6739268875781114754</id><published>2011-07-08T21:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:51:38.896+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen Bee Shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream Job'/><title type='text'>Queen Bee Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dinamikaebooks.com/images/images_cover_orig/978-979-22-4873-9.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.dinamikaebooks.com/images/images_cover_orig/978-979-22-4873-9.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starting these online shop, for me, is a HUGE and BRAVE step for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so blind in fashion world, business world. It just a brave move I took while reading these book titled &lt;b&gt;"BIG IDEA"&lt;/b&gt;, the book was encouraged me to do what your passion in life, what you want to do, your idea and make it reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't let the 'reasons' let your dream dead. For example, there was these woman, who was a&amp;nbsp;successful&amp;nbsp;lawyer. But when he asked her what is her passion, he can see in her eyes while she talking about fashion. She said she always wanted to be Fashion Stylist, but she never had time to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And he asked her "Why not?", She said that she can't quit her job, because blablabla..., then he simply suggest her to be a fashion stylist that weekend, just give free service to one of her friend, then do it again next week. And months later, he heard that the woman quit her job, became fashion stylish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I read the book, and start to&amp;nbsp;fantasize about having my own label. I love bag, and always wonder how to have a boutique, with your own label. Once again, this is not what I always wanted to be, it never have been in &lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-dream-job.html"&gt;my dream job list&lt;/a&gt;, before. And one day, I decided to take a leap, and wanted to open Online Shop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn-u.kaskus.us/49/6ypfumz7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://cdn-u.kaskus.us/49/6ypfumz7.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I started to find supplier, learned about online shop operation, sign up new facebook account then later open new bank accounts, register online banking, and then launch my own shop. Was built on April 1th 2011, so it already 3 months go by, and I kept learning. From selling bags, now selling clothes. From a little money to spare, and started to use my own salary to add more collections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Found obstacles here and there, try to deal with customers, and more.. I learnt it everyday. I know it just 3 months, and I already learnt a lot. It's not big deal, like my father who already run his business 30 years, I'm so proud of him, started his own business from nothing. Never skip work even one day, keep on working even he was sick! He already know how it felt to be failed on business, he already do it his whole life. Now, I'm learning from him step by step.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The good thing about online shop is you can buy new clothes with lower prices. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even 6 months ago, I'll never thinking about open online shop, do business in fashion world, and working with my father.. Never crossed my mind. But now, here I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friend said to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You don't give up your, but you already found your new dream."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-6739268875781114754?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6739268875781114754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/07/queen-bee-shop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6739268875781114754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6739268875781114754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/07/queen-bee-shop.html' title='Queen Bee Shop'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8940639072824969319</id><published>2011-06-25T22:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:15:51.570+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master Degree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabin Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qatar Airways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream Job'/><title type='text'>Going back to class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-srrG0W2kne0/TgX3YNNv5qI/AAAAAAAABIQ/erg6K37R3P0/s1600/0728classroom_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-srrG0W2kne0/TgX3YNNv5qI/AAAAAAAABIQ/erg6K37R3P0/s320/0728classroom_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been long since my last post..&amp;nbsp;I already did my admission test for graduate programs, I'm&amp;nbsp;successfully&amp;nbsp;accepted.&amp;nbsp;What I need to do is to pay the tuition.&amp;nbsp;And then, welcome to 2 years of study again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was back to my university, I met most of my teachers.&amp;nbsp;They will greet me by asking " Where do you work right now ?"&amp;nbsp;And I'm so&amp;nbsp;embarrassed&amp;nbsp;to say that I'm currently working with my father.&amp;nbsp;While my friend who&amp;nbsp;accompanied&amp;nbsp;me said to the teacher,&amp;nbsp;that she is&amp;nbsp;entrepreneur&amp;nbsp;right now, trying to make her own business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;While me in other hand, are noone, nobody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One time, I ask to my&amp;nbsp;favourite&amp;nbsp;teacher, if one day I want to teach, do they welcome me, and she answer if I want to, I can send my CV to her, after I finished my graduate program in 2 years. She&amp;nbsp;highlighted&amp;nbsp;the 2 years. After&amp;nbsp;Beijing, I don't know why I want to teach. I started to apply for&amp;nbsp;kindergarten&amp;nbsp;teacher, but then I refuse all the offer, because I'm already work with my father, and if I choose to be kindergarten teacher, I wont move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After went home, I asked my father whether he support me if I want to be university lecturer. And he said, do whatever I want to after finish my graduate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then came today, I was just joking around my mother about being news reporter, while reading newspaper, and then BAM! There it was, &lt;b&gt;Qatar Airways Recruitment in Jakarta&lt;/b&gt;. I know it's so rare they open recruitment in Jakarta, it just been months, they open in Jakarta, then Bali, and now Jakarta again. And I heard in Bali, they didn't recruit any single one candidate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so happy and told everyone who still want to be cabin crew, and most of them said to me to join them. But I don't know. I already tried so many times, and now I'm so afraid to go that rocky road, after I had these silk road in front of me. I don't want to get rejected, to get in waiting line. Because I'm&amp;nbsp;freaking&amp;nbsp;24 years old, I'm not getting any younger, and join Qatar will delay all my dreams who already I choose, that is make my own business and have family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friend said to me, that is just an excuse!!! If I want to try it, then try it. If I&amp;nbsp;don't, just&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;get upset one day why I didn't try it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I felt like I am Ted in HIMYM, that I'm still hanging on my plan, on my dream job, that sometime I refuse to said yes to the way that already showed to me all these time. I don't want to lose the opportunity to see my niece or just miss my brother getting married.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I always said and thought, it will be so much easier if I already have boyfriend, because maybe on that situation, I know I will prefer settled down and move on from my dream job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like stranger tweeted me these morning "It's just another job!! Why should you be jealous!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;It just another freakinggg job, why should I care so much!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8940639072824969319?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8940639072824969319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/06/going-back-to-class.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8940639072824969319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8940639072824969319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/06/going-back-to-class.html' title='Going back to class'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-srrG0W2kne0/TgX3YNNv5qI/AAAAAAAABIQ/erg6K37R3P0/s72-c/0728classroom_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4339568348886559188</id><published>2011-06-25T21:17:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T21:19:02.082+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><title type='text'>Moving on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4WhW2gNrlE0/TgXssDf2lqI/AAAAAAAABIM/es1RMuWLN80/s1600/1308088842834550_large.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4WhW2gNrlE0/TgXssDf2lqI/AAAAAAAABIM/es1RMuWLN80/s320/1308088842834550_large.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are two roads open in front of me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one is &lt;b&gt;Family&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and another is &lt;b&gt;Dream Job&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a road that my family give it to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's road leading to higher education,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;steady job with my Dad as my boss,&lt;br /&gt;maybe in the future have my own business,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to spend time with my family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where 2 big events are going to take place in 2012, and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also hope to find my future family. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dream Job&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a road which now are blocked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but because my plan was going that way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kept looking and waiting for someone to open the door,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some of my friends already enter, but it kept closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is a road that will my dream to have family held on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A dream to travel the world and meet people from different cultures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A dream that until right now is still a dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-4339568348886559188?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4339568348886559188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/06/moving-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4339568348886559188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4339568348886559188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/06/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4WhW2gNrlE0/TgXssDf2lqI/AAAAAAAABIM/es1RMuWLN80/s72-c/1308088842834550_large.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-3101180061985136164</id><published>2011-06-21T21:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:04:04.758+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>[2NE1 LONELY COVER CONTEST] N.U HOPE - LONELY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vote my friend, Jenifer. She with her friends, together they create these video to join&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soompi.com/news/announcing-the-2ne1-lonely-cover-contest"&gt;2NE1 Lonely Cover Contest&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish her luck..!! Please support them, by click like for these video.. Thanks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JEAEZUwvBYA" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-3101180061985136164?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/3101180061985136164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/06/2ne1-lonely-cover-contest-nu-hope.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3101180061985136164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3101180061985136164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/06/2ne1-lonely-cover-contest-nu-hope.html' title='[2NE1 LONELY COVER CONTEST] N.U HOPE - LONELY'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JEAEZUwvBYA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4714879150596449170</id><published>2011-05-29T21:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:12:26.873+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garuda Indonesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qatar Airways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean Air'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cathay Pacific'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Airlines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream Job'/><title type='text'>They're also....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-osh2sKK8k/TeJQWP99K9I/AAAAAAAABIE/Gg2AiMpe5bQ/s1600/tumblr_lgpaslu2V31qa4th6o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-osh2sKK8k/TeJQWP99K9I/AAAAAAAABIE/Gg2AiMpe5bQ/s320/tumblr_lgpaslu2V31qa4th6o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know friends who lucky got through until Final Interview with 4 different airlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Qatar&lt;/b&gt; : I got to knew a cabin crew for local airline in Indonesia. I still remember she was shocked because out of 40 people in the room, she is one of the lucky one got through the 2nd round. She was shaking and said "Is it really mee!!!" We said goodbye, and before, I invite her as my contact at Blackberry Messenger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Days gone by, and I can see her keep praying for the golden email to Qatar. When she through medical check-up, I was so happy. But then, it's been too long and I asked her about her application, and she said Qatar rejected her because her 8% scoliosis. Right now, she is going to therapy, and want to try again in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Singapore Airlines&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;: I just heard from my friend, in the morning, that SQ just recently held Final Interview. So, I asked my friend and she said she didn't get it. She was failed from the Final Interview. She is beautiful skinny girl, who can speak 3 languages, smart and kind girl. I can imagine her in SQ kebaya, but she didn't get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She is also confused like me. She told me, that her friend whose skins is flawless also failed in kebaya round, but she saw other girls who got acne was through to Final Interview.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cathay Pacific&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;: So I had these junior who is skinny and pretty. She got final interview with Cathay, and failed. She said maybe because she was so nervous, so she can't speak and answer the questions right. She is also tried SQ before, she got through until one-on-one interview, not the final, but got stumbled because she didn't graduated yet at that time. And then, she tried SQ again, but they boo her in first round..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also had friend who through until medical at Cathay, and she just tried recruitment three times, one with SQ ( when I met her), then Garuda Indonesia (she failed in walking stage), then she got medical in Cathay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Korean Air&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;: I knew 2 friends who got through the 2nd interview in Korean Air. They're both failed. They're also confused. One of them told me that when she was there for the interview, one of the seniors told her that many good qualification girls who went interview didn't get it because the korean (their boss) didn't think they had chemistry with the applicants. WHAT!!.. Are we on a date.. hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rquVgpkD5tE/TeJR9halPjI/AAAAAAAABII/vbm6JQcM1MA/s1600/tumblr_lld0tbZee21qb67gho1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rquVgpkD5tE/TeJR9halPjI/AAAAAAAABII/vbm6JQcM1MA/s320/tumblr_lld0tbZee21qb67gho1_500_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know sometimes when you see people also failed on the way you also got through, it's sad but also comforting, because you're not the only one who failed in the process.. Because jealous also take place when you see someone else success. I know I'm bad. But I never wish or pray that they won't success.. I keep praying and wish them luck, but maybe God made another plans for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-4714879150596449170?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4714879150596449170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/theyre-also.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4714879150596449170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4714879150596449170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/theyre-also.html' title='They&apos;re also....'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7-osh2sKK8k/TeJQWP99K9I/AAAAAAAABIE/Gg2AiMpe5bQ/s72-c/tumblr_lgpaslu2V31qa4th6o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4358512263430429893</id><published>2011-05-18T00:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T00:10:33.927+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>SuckSeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dq3XfcTp3HY/TdKjAC8CMMI/AAAAAAAABH4/-l4ZMfQNbQo/s1600/suckseed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dq3XfcTp3HY/TdKjAC8CMMI/AAAAAAAABH4/-l4ZMfQNbQo/s1600/suckseed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Thai Movie to watch, SuckSeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The movie is about 2 friends growing up together, make a band and fall in love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When they were kids, Ped like his classmate named Ern, when he knew that she's going to move to Bangkok, he record his voice in the tape she gave early that day. At the same night, he went to her house, wanted to give her the tape but since it's already late, he called her home instead. Her father picked up the phone and angry toward him, because afraid, he said that his name was Koong (which is his best friend's name). Next day, the rumour was spread, that Koong like Ern, because Ern was crying and reject "Koong's feeling", so Ped didn't give the tape since he was&amp;nbsp;embarrassed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Years later, Ern move back to the town and met once again with Koong and Ped. Ern still remember the rumour that Koong like her, but Koong denied it, since it's Ped all along, and Ped also didn't said that he was the one that called her that night. Koong's twin, now, is famous bass player of school band. Koong is motivated to make one too, along with Ped and Ex. Their first live concert was ended badly, then later Ern joined them. Ern is in fact, a good bass player. Their band want to join a school bands competition, compete with Koong's twin's Band, called Arena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9pOaROkWpws/TdKjEJszOBI/AAAAAAAABH8/xgJnFlf-y4Y/s1600/The-Suckseed-1248_resize2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9pOaROkWpws/TdKjEJszOBI/AAAAAAAABH8/xgJnFlf-y4Y/s320/The-Suckseed-1248_resize2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the competition's requirement is they need to make their original song, which don't contain word "Love". And Koong give the job to Ped, whom he believes is good at writing. Since Ped said that he doesn't like someone at the moment (which is not true, because he doesn't want to tell other that he likes Ern), he tried to write Ex's love story, but end failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ped ended with writing song about Ern, and on the same day, Koong told him that he likes Ern. When Koong express his love to Ern, Ern reject him. Brokenhearted, Koong and Ex express their sad feelings, and they are motivated to create new band called SuckSeed together with Ped (who they believes doesn't have love problem like them), inspired with their sucks&amp;nbsp;life. And Ern, who is kicked from the band by Koong (because he is broken-hearted) later join their main competition, Arena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Qz5pEpSJVA/TdKp5T1TCxI/AAAAAAAABIA/Gfa7DKlDurQ/s1600/suckseed+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Qz5pEpSJVA/TdKp5T1TCxI/AAAAAAAABIA/Gfa7DKlDurQ/s320/suckseed+%25281%2529.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So, what are they ending will be? Which band will going to win the competition? Is Ern going to break boys's strong friendship?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;_________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I love boys friendship, sometime it made me jealous. A friend said to me, when boys became friends, they became brothers. If they have problem, they will deal with it. Today fighting, tomorrow and forever brothers. While, sometime girls can't do the same. I know it, after had small fight with my friends, sometime it's hard to return to normal. Because girls use their feelings more than boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Next Thai Movie, Hello Galileo!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-4358512263430429893?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4358512263430429893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/suckseed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4358512263430429893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4358512263430429893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/suckseed.html' title='SuckSeed'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dq3XfcTp3HY/TdKjAC8CMMI/AAAAAAAABH4/-l4ZMfQNbQo/s72-c/suckseed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-357278531104776078</id><published>2011-05-16T20:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:52:17.572+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>One Step at a Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DwJKBCbzeyU/TdErq6_N7DI/AAAAAAAABH0/iGQX6Cm_ifM/s1600/tumblr_lka48ib8as1qj56g5o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DwJKBCbzeyU/TdErq6_N7DI/AAAAAAAABH0/iGQX6Cm_ifM/s320/tumblr_lka48ib8as1qj56g5o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hurry up and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So close, but so far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything that you've always dreamed of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Close enough for you to taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you just can't touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In your face as the door keeps slamming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One step at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's no need to rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like learning to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or falling in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's gonna happen when it's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Supposed to happen and we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Find the reasons why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One step at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You believe and you doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're confused, you got it all figured out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything that you always wished for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If they only knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In your face as the door keeps slamming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you can't wait any longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But there's no end in sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when you need to find the strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's your faith that makes you stronger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only way you get there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is one step at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wHyf3xN3Qss/TdErDfjEDNI/AAAAAAAABHw/W78BKaM1_tc/s1600/tumblr_licue4KbxM1qbvxwmo1_500_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wHyf3xN3Qss/TdErDfjEDNI/AAAAAAAABHw/W78BKaM1_tc/s320/tumblr_licue4KbxM1qbvxwmo1_500_large.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39b4lgloLw8/TAO9izcMwbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/D7BO7s-vt-Q/s1600/otw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39b4lgloLw8/TAO9izcMwbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/D7BO7s-vt-Q/s320/otw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5660853951384527379-357278531104776078?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/357278531104776078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-step-at-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/357278531104776078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/357278531104776078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-step-at-time.html' title='One Step at a Time'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DwJKBCbzeyU/TdErq6_N7DI/AAAAAAAABH0/iGQX6Cm_ifM/s72-c/tumblr_lka48ib8as1qj56g5o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-9104426142922550103</id><published>2011-05-16T20:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:12:04.100+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master Degree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cathay Pacific'/><title type='text'>Feeling like Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S3B9JKANBuk/TdEgG0hEnII/AAAAAAAABHo/Zm-wio9YvQM/s1600/tumblr_lkmt6fBcvp1qhn4sdo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S3B9JKANBuk/TdEgG0hEnII/AAAAAAAABHo/Zm-wio9YvQM/s320/tumblr_lkmt6fBcvp1qhn4sdo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So broken hearted after failing these recruitment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe because it's my target airline to work for, or maybe because I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't do the best I could, or my EGO failed me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or I play by rules, so I'm so afraid to lose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know, that I just have myself to blame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And after that, the University I choose for my Master degree failed me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they reject me because of my degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I felt so&amp;nbsp;broken-hearted, got rejection twice on one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I feel I'm tired, because what I planned for my life is now gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I pray to God last week to show me, His chosen path of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe He has another plan, a better plan for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, even my parents said, maybe that's not my path of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to be a cabin crew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friends keep encourage me to try again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but I still broken-hearted, my spirit to be regain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know that all that BIG people will said that success is not come for one-try result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But give me some more time to regain my spirit to fight more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before, one of my friend also gave up to try again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I kept telling her not to give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But now, I'm in the same page with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While my friends, all keep saying to try again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Why them? I'm better than them."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;these sentences are the one that failed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-9104426142922550103?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/9104426142922550103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/feeling-like-failure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/9104426142922550103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/9104426142922550103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/feeling-like-failure.html' title='Feeling like Failure'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S3B9JKANBuk/TdEgG0hEnII/AAAAAAAABHo/Zm-wio9YvQM/s72-c/tumblr_lkmt6fBcvp1qhn4sdo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6044164763232410744</id><published>2011-05-09T20:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:46:18.757+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master Degree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cathay Pacific'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream Job'/><title type='text'>Excited, yet Nervous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wednesday, I will attend the info session program of the University I'm interested to apply for my Master Degree. I like the program, but I still want to know if the university and the program is right for me. I even already planned to join the gym, which is located on next building of the university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday, I will going to attend Cathay Pacific's Recruitment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so nervous, yet exciting with these two roads in front of me. I'm still hanging with my dream job, still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Picture it!! These job is one of the reason I decided to study Chinese in Beijing, so let's use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These job are perfect, because I can continue to practice my language, communicate with my Chinese Root's Families, Explore the World, and these is my absolute dream jobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PICTURE IT!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OP4Art_nnOI/Tcfu0cYzcrI/AAAAAAAABHk/SAkDiCiGmEE/s1600/gallery_ppl_03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OP4Art_nnOI/Tcfu0cYzcrI/AAAAAAAABHk/SAkDiCiGmEE/s400/gallery_ppl_03.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.cathaypacific.com/cpa/en_INTL/homepage"&gt;Cathay Pacific Official Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-6044164763232410744?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6044164763232410744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/excited-yet-nervous.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6044164763232410744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6044164763232410744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/excited-yet-nervous.html' title='Excited, yet Nervous.'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OP4Art_nnOI/Tcfu0cYzcrI/AAAAAAAABHk/SAkDiCiGmEE/s72-c/gallery_ppl_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-2562067606111126108</id><published>2011-05-04T22:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T22:54:53.399+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Short Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With no planning and with random thought, I went from long hair to these short hair. It has been years since I had these short hair.. So, I went to hair salon to get&amp;nbsp;cream-bath and haircut, but they nearly to closing, so they said they just had time to get my hair cut done. So without any&amp;nbsp;hesitation, I get my haircut. First, I still didn't &amp;nbsp;know what haircut I should get, so I said just to remodel my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, out of nowhere, I ask him if I cut my hair short, it would be good or not. And he said, if I confidence and dare enough, he will cut it. Then he cut it my hair, and when I saw it how long he cut my hair, I said to him, "Ah! It's still long, not short enough." and He ask if I was really sure, and I dare him, then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tYe5N7E9mrY/TcF2AOAtq7I/AAAAAAAABHg/vgGfZu-FGMA/s1600/IMG00163-20110319-2127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tYe5N7E9mrY/TcF2AOAtq7I/AAAAAAAABHg/vgGfZu-FGMA/s320/IMG00163-20110319-2127.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAMl7fgXnoU/TcF00UJy9VI/AAAAAAAABHc/cFHqIyBdJXY/s1600/Picture0053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAMl7fgXnoU/TcF00UJy9VI/AAAAAAAABHc/cFHqIyBdJXY/s320/Picture0053.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/5660853951384527379-2562067606111126108?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/2562067606111126108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/short-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2562067606111126108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2562067606111126108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/05/short-hair.html' title='Short Hair'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tYe5N7E9mrY/TcF2AOAtq7I/AAAAAAAABHg/vgGfZu-FGMA/s72-c/IMG00163-20110319-2127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-1331528449503613679</id><published>2011-04-24T14:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:44:58.286+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master Degree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><title type='text'>Brother Sister's Fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rpPn6EW9qxI/TbPKXhpDFUI/AAAAAAAABHU/j3AGIykxt9g/s1600/sibling-giving-sour-faces-to-each-other.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rpPn6EW9qxI/TbPKXhpDFUI/AAAAAAAABHU/j3AGIykxt9g/s1600/sibling-giving-sour-faces-to-each-other.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like I said on my post before, me and my brother never get along. I thought after his marriage, I will became free but it's not turned to be that way. He always control my life, like what school I should took, what university. And now, he asked me to help in my father's business, which I did. I came to the office everyday, unless I had something. I had interview with airline that took my time going to the office. Sometime, yes I said to my mother and father, but I lately I didn't. I just said that I need to go somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My brother always asked me the next day, and I always answer "Always want to know. I don't want to tell you." And last wednesday, he became really mad at me. On tuesday I went to that failed SQ. On Wednesday morning, I was reading newspaper, and suddenly he came and screamed at me, "Why you always skip at work!! Always going with your friends."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I said, "I didn't go with my friends."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The my mom came and said " just let it go!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unexpectedly my brother said, "Ok, then let's made it even. Today, I'm not going."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the afternoon, he said that if I want to skip work, let him know. Ok, it's simple but it 'gets' me. I mean, I'm not working for him, he even didn't pay my allowance. I work unpaid. He is not my boss, and I told my father if I want to skip work. While I should told him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I said back to him, "Why? You're not my boss."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then he became really mad, and said "Ok, I get it. I will made your life miserable, you get a job, but why you keep skip work. If you don't want to work here, so work for anyone else. Just don't work here!" the last words, he literally screaming at me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so frustated, and broken heart. I never thought he could do that to me. I'm his sister, blood related. But he can be angry like I'm his worker. Even he said that I'm skipping work is not good for the company. What?!! My works are only count the sales and put it in the computer. If I'm not there, there's his wives who can do it. You angry because I give your wife my work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before I heard he has once angry like that, to his worker, that the worker is always lazy and eat in working hours. So I was the same like the worker. I'm his sister!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that fight, I went to the church with his wife to study religion, and then he came to pick us. In front of the nun, he became that caring brother. But after nun went home, he came with "that" again. So after went home, I came to my room and locked away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My 2nd brother always the one that silent when it&amp;nbsp;came&amp;nbsp;to our fight. But these morning, after heard my brother, he text me about it, and today, he went to the office, but we were not there because we were away at church, he miscalled me, and I replied it with the messenger, and told him that I was 'fired'. I thought he told my parents about it. (When the fight was&amp;nbsp;occurred, my Mom was there, but not my Father).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When my father came home, I said to him that I was not planing to go to work next day because I was fired. My father just said to me, "He is not your boss at work, that's why I told you to took the master degree. If someday, I'm not here, who will took care of you. You know that your brother is bad, you can see it now. So, took the master degree."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;was &lt;/b&gt;Daddy's girl who turned to my Dad for comfort, but he gave me another problem I want to runaway from. But then I'm realized that I don't have anything, I'm noone, I'm still in my parents's&amp;nbsp;bubble, if I'm not in my parents's bubble, I'm nothing. So it likes everybody said, "Prepare umbrella before rains."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My umbrella is my &lt;b&gt;Right Now&lt;/b&gt; plan. I can't hanged my future and life with the dreams, I need to do it while I'm still young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I was really mean to my brother to the point he want to quote "God" to me. And I replied to him to look to his mirror. He want to quote God to me, because I'm still really angry at him. He is the one that can't control his anger to the point he screamed at me, because I'm his sister who skip work because I'm chasing the job I want, I skip the simple work which could be done by anyone else, I skip work in family business, I didn't tell him if I want to skip work. And he said as at work, he did everything at the office, he also lazy, eating while working, that sometime took nap now and then, always went home before the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He want to quote "God" to me, while his act also reflect Wrath and Pride(because he want me not to talk back at him, he want us to see him as boss), two of seven deadly sins. Give me the bible that quote you can be angry to your sister, that you can't talk nice to your sister, but instead you should screamed to your sister, so she can get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9YxEwKBV24/TbPQ8J2njbI/AAAAAAAABHY/xGA3lp_iemg/s1600/tumblr_ljmkjlfkOY1qfhjd2o1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9YxEwKBV24/TbPQ8J2njbI/AAAAAAAABHY/xGA3lp_iemg/s320/tumblr_ljmkjlfkOY1qfhjd2o1_400_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-1331528449503613679?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/1331528449503613679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/brother-sisters-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1331528449503613679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1331528449503613679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/brother-sisters-fight.html' title='Brother Sister&apos;s Fight'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rpPn6EW9qxI/TbPKXhpDFUI/AAAAAAAABHU/j3AGIykxt9g/s72-c/sibling-giving-sour-faces-to-each-other.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-1408297807688466788</id><published>2011-04-24T13:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:51:38.897+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master Degree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen Bee Shop'/><title type='text'>Entrepreneurship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was born from Entrepreneurship's family. My parents have small shop of building material, my aunts has business selling eggs. And maybe "apple fall not far from tree", someday I &lt;b&gt;will &lt;/b&gt;be&amp;nbsp;successful&amp;nbsp;like them, have my own business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My 1st brother will continue my father's business. While, my 2nd brother already start his architect company with his friends. While me, I still don't know where to go. I feel like I'm walking in the dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/queenbshop"&gt;QueenBee Shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/queenbshop" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_TOP" title="QueenBee Shop"&gt;&lt;img height="233" src="http://badge.facebook.com/badge/100002284785729.396.890595073.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried from small shop, I build my online shop, it takes a little courages but I did it, and it still smalls, but at least I took my 1st step, to learn about business. It's different what I expect to be, before, I always want to open cakery, but right now I'm selling fashion bags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In other hands, my 2nd brother and me already planning to open another business together. We already made the concept, the idea how it will turned to be. And I hope, it will turned&amp;nbsp;successful, because we already planned it before but it got stuck, because my brother went to England to study master degree, while I went to Beijing. But right now, we both have time we need to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me why I turned my way? Because cabin crew is future plan and these business is my &lt;b&gt;Right Now&lt;/b&gt; plan, and maybe also because I can't hanged my life to something I called it 'dream', I need to wake up and face the reality, the reality that&lt;i&gt; I'm still unemployed, who made zero monthly, the loser who become noone in 2 years, the daddy's girl who still do nothing at home.&lt;/i&gt; I still want to be cabin crew, and made it reality is hard, but I will still try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these Right Now plan, including taking master degree.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-1408297807688466788?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/1408297807688466788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/entrepreneurship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1408297807688466788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1408297807688466788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/entrepreneurship.html' title='Entrepreneurship'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6337797387639564212</id><published>2011-04-21T21:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:03:42.840+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Event'/><title type='text'>April 21st, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I want to remember today, when my father said to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't be afraid! Dad's here! I won't let anything hurt you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It bring tears to my eyes&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;I think about it.. &lt;b&gt;And I won't let anything hurt you, either. Love you..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xHlzAIjoPSY/TbA4pXI_0kI/AAAAAAAABHM/-VlWRrdwRG4/s1600/4717934051_7e1a19091f_z_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xHlzAIjoPSY/TbA4pXI_0kI/AAAAAAAABHM/-VlWRrdwRG4/s320/4717934051_7e1a19091f_z_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and at American Idol show, Jacob sings these song..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Back when I was a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before life removed all the innocence&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My father would lift me high&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And dance with my mother and me and then&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spin me around till I fell asleep&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then up the stairs he would carry me&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I knew for sure&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was loved&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I could get another chance&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another walk, another dance with him&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’d play a song that would never, ever end&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I’d love, love, love to dance with my father again&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dance with my Father - Luther Vandross&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just can't help but imagine the day when he walked me down the aisle. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AQomveA6bg/TbA3lafhpDI/AAAAAAAABHI/qIdbXjJrCQk/s1600/2585245335_97c79147d3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AQomveA6bg/TbA3lafhpDI/AAAAAAAABHI/qIdbXjJrCQk/s320/2585245335_97c79147d3.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-6337797387639564212?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6337797387639564212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-21st-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6337797387639564212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6337797387639564212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-21st-2011.html' title='April 21st, 2011'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xHlzAIjoPSY/TbA4pXI_0kI/AAAAAAAABHM/-VlWRrdwRG4/s72-c/4717934051_7e1a19091f_z_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-7292451871732828167</id><published>2011-04-19T20:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:50:02.151+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Airlines'/><title type='text'>Another SQ, Another Failure #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NWNBGutb2A/Ta2RA6fzRZI/AAAAAAAABHE/8ozBv25AuOM/s1600/IMG00327-20110419-1149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="134" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NWNBGutb2A/Ta2RA6fzRZI/AAAAAAAABHE/8ozBv25AuOM/s320/IMG00327-20110419-1149.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another Day of Failure..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well these time, out of 10 girls who came at round 1, there is none of us who got through..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When they told us, you know, all of us just stare at each other, until one of us was laughed, and she said "What, out of 10!!" and then, we're all also laughing together and became instant friends. Some of us were directly left the building. While, the rest was still sitting around and made fast friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the girls asking the staff, what's wrong with us, and they said maybe about grooming. Ah, we said that it was nonsense, because the one that got through in the morning was not groomed, their hair was not tied back, one of them was wearing black stocking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The one that I love about recruitment was you can made fast friend out of it. I've become friends with another cabin crew wannabe. From Air Asia, I got 2 new friends who still I kept in touch with. In Qatar, I got 4 friends, From SQ, &amp;nbsp;a lot.. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And we kept support each other dreams. I hope one day, we can see each other with the uniforms. *keep fingers crossed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-7292451871732828167?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/7292451871732828167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-sq-another-failure-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/7292451871732828167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/7292451871732828167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-sq-another-failure-3.html' title='Another SQ, Another Failure #3'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NWNBGutb2A/Ta2RA6fzRZI/AAAAAAAABHE/8ozBv25AuOM/s72-c/IMG00327-20110419-1149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-2921606980486182383</id><published>2011-04-18T20:51:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:52:35.311+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><title type='text'>Confused..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRRwMnQghwo/TaxArsp7ltI/AAAAAAAABHA/6VD-UhsBX0A/s1600/tumblr_lfprnnFu511qd646ho1_500_large_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRRwMnQghwo/TaxArsp7ltI/AAAAAAAABHA/6VD-UhsBX0A/s320/tumblr_lfprnnFu511qd646ho1_500_large_large.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plan A : being cabin crew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan B : work, while working to get plan A..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan C : get married, and follow husband..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan D : start small business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan E : study graduate program&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;( &lt;b&gt;Stephanie I.A., S.ST, &amp;nbsp;MM&lt;/b&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan Z : continue my father's business..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Should I close my plan A, and start taking another Plan.. My Father push me to the plan E, because he thought that I'm not in place where I need to make money ( plan B ), and also because right now I still don't have boyfriend ( plan C ). Because my family keep judging what job should I took, so I gave up on my plan B, and want to start plan D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so confused. Because I keep holding my back and keep chasing the dream while the dream kept knock me down, and the pressure from around me. Many friends my age already became success, and my ego kept telling me, I need to be like them. While my family thought I don't need to work, because it's not my time to do that, they kept pressure me to study, while I'm so fed up with study, my brain is tired, and to imagine 2 years more with textbook, my brain is crying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I become desperate with 2 rejections in a week, maybe because I'm confident I got through, and it's like a hard slap in a face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;One more closed doors in front of me. And another doors are unlocked, someone give you the keys. But it still up to you, to open these not your primary choice's doors or kept knocking the closed door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-2921606980486182383?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/2921606980486182383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/confused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2921606980486182383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2921606980486182383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/confused.html' title='Confused..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRRwMnQghwo/TaxArsp7ltI/AAAAAAAABHA/6VD-UhsBX0A/s72-c/tumblr_lfprnnFu511qd646ho1_500_large_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6711980492952320658</id><published>2011-04-18T20:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:24:19.861+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean Air'/><title type='text'>Bye Korean Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeVLCEsDtBU/Taw7YSbLGRI/AAAAAAAABG4/FhtdyFBkOzQ/s1600/Untitled1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeVLCEsDtBU/Taw7YSbLGRI/AAAAAAAABG4/FhtdyFBkOzQ/s320/Untitled1.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/5660853951384527379-6711980492952320658?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6711980492952320658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/bye-korean-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6711980492952320658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6711980492952320658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/bye-korean-air.html' title='Bye Korean Air'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eeVLCEsDtBU/Taw7YSbLGRI/AAAAAAAABG4/FhtdyFBkOzQ/s72-c/Untitled1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6489220039670911744</id><published>2011-04-12T00:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T00:10:57.237+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean Air'/><title type='text'>Korean Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XrNgAMHgQgI/TaMyXd7GzRI/AAAAAAAABE4/1wX3CkP2DHE/s1600/korean_air_5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XrNgAMHgQgI/TaMyXd7GzRI/AAAAAAAABE4/1wX3CkP2DHE/s320/korean_air_5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Korean Air Recruitment is simple. First, apply on their website, then wait for the result on their website, for your interview date. Mine was Monday April 11th, on 14:50, I arrived there exactly 5 minutes before. Hahaha.. Yes, I know I was late. Register with the help of 2 Korean Air cabin crews, they are Indonesian. They are pretty, one of them is a little bit mean, maybe not mean, maybe we can called it strict, and one of them is really nice. If they don't wear name tag with Indonesia flag and speak Indonesia, I could not recognize that they're in fact Indonesian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;They checked my CV, then measure my height and weight. Then, came up another cabin crew, she is the senior, also&amp;nbsp;Indonesian. She wore the Blue Blazer, while the girls wear the Cream colour blazers. I followed her with 3 other candidates into one room. Like Singapore Airlines, they let us to introduce ourselves one by one. This is the first time, I went first. And you know, I didn't prepare anything, I just remember what lines I said before on SQ Recruitment. Before we introduce ourselves, the senior crew asked us to lift our hands, and she inspect hands and legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After introduction, she pleased us to sit on the sofa, in front of the examiners.. Examiners are two korean guy and the senior crew. The senior crew ask the questions for me, "When I was graduated?" "What I was doing?" "Why I choose Korean Air", the other girls got "Why do you want to be cabin crew?" , and the really surprising one, there was one girl who a little bit short than the rest of us, one of the examiner asked if she knew the height requirement for cabin crew and why she still applied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, it's the waiting for their call if we got through the 2nd round. *finger crossing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-6489220039670911744?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6489220039670911744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/korean-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6489220039670911744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6489220039670911744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/korean-air.html' title='Korean Air'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XrNgAMHgQgI/TaMyXd7GzRI/AAAAAAAABE4/1wX3CkP2DHE/s72-c/korean_air_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4253698241530836432</id><published>2011-04-11T09:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T09:27:20.152+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jakarta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qatar Airways'/><title type='text'>Qatar Recruitment Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is something I had kept in myself, because I hope it could be turn into surprise. But, it's not.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before, I thought I'm already failed on Qatar.. I thought, I got shot before reach the war line. But one day, there was surprise email came to my inbox, but I thought it's just compliment email from Qatar that thanking us for already apply for cabin crew position. But on the next day, came these email (some said it was golden email)..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdmAOoLaLTA/TaJf-gDhYGI/AAAAAAAABE0/tK66QO3zWWE/s1600/qe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="122" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdmAOoLaLTA/TaJf-gDhYGI/AAAAAAAABE0/tK66QO3zWWE/s320/qe.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so happy. And really shock on my own. Is this 2nd chance? Many opportunities and chances are given by God, now it's up to me to make it. Qatar news was got when the next day, I have 2nd interview with Air Asia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The day came, I put my make up, and ready to go. I got out from home on 08.30 am. Surprise twist was, yesterday was "No-Car" day on the area, I spent 30 minutes to go around and try to find a way, and even I need to go shortcut by paying petty money to the security. I came right 30 minutes before the appointment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;On the room, it's only like 20 girls waiting. And the recruiter just knew that it was "No-Car Day", so they gave more time to wait another girls to show up. But I knew, the girls who showed up late won't have a chance, because I heard that Qatar is the strict one about the punctuality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I got knew new friends, and then, I knew some cabin crew from local companies. They explain about Qatar first, about everything we will get once we're accepted as Qatar Cabin Crew. And they ask, if we have questions. I think this is where they judge us, because the girl who sit beside me, ask the question and she through to next round. For me, it's quite clear information, so I don't have question to ask them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I also read in the book, that it's time to shine or failed. So choose wisely, and I choose to stay quiet. And I think, these choices is bad choice. :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And then the english test begin. For me, the english test is not hard, It's easy but a little bit tricky. I finish my english test fast, and even re-check my answer. While doing the english test, the recruiter call us one by one, to examine if we can reach 212 cm by tip-toe. And I can reached it instantly, I'm tall and have long hands. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm super confident to get through the next round, but from 20++ participants, they just call back 5 candidates. And it's not me, because they stop calling after the number 45, and my number is 61.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Another failure... I went back to home, together with my new friend, she was living near my home, and I'm glad to take her home, because it's one way. She thought she was failed because the english. I'm confident I'm not. Am I too cocky? Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I had no mood and hungry when I arrived at my home. It's like I have no spirit and mood, and just fell asleep ( my way to escape from reality ). Sometime I think, it was like when you fell down, and someone help you to stand up, to just push you down again. And I know, they don't meant it to do that. It's just negative thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I'm thankful Qatar already give me 2nd chance, and like they said, I will try it again if they give me the opportunities again. I know it's hard but it's something I want to do, so keep trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdmAOoLaLTA/TaJf-gDhYGI/AAAAAAAABE0/tK66QO3zWWE/s1600/qe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjubLis6xBU/TaJfoBw3SDI/AAAAAAAABEw/RDTNxJmm-9E/s1600/IMG00281-20110410-1359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjubLis6xBU/TaJfoBw3SDI/AAAAAAAABEw/RDTNxJmm-9E/s320/IMG00281-20110410-1359.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;______________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was talking with fellow candidates, remember from the previous post, that I thought just the left area got called for the next day? The fellow candidates who was with me yesterday are all from the right area, and the tall beautiful examiner also there to examine us, her name is Miss Gillian. But yesterday, she was not with the one on the Qatar Open Day, yesterday, she was with Miss Tania, she is Malaysian. I like Miss Tania with her spirit and confidence, maybe I need to be like her. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you know if we join Qatar, we're not allowed to get married for 5 years we're with them. So if I calculate, I could get married after I reach 29 years old. WOW!! #_#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I think from their list, it should have 70 candidates who should have the&amp;nbsp;recruitment&amp;nbsp;process yesterday, because my number was 61, but turned up, it's only 30 candidates who show up. And in the end, they just gave 5 candidates to stay with them for the next round. And I heard the next stage, they cut one more girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-4253698241530836432?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4253698241530836432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/qatar-recruitment-interview.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4253698241530836432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4253698241530836432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/qatar-recruitment-interview.html' title='Qatar Recruitment Interview'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdmAOoLaLTA/TaJf-gDhYGI/AAAAAAAABE0/tK66QO3zWWE/s72-c/qe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8923690954295968774</id><published>2011-04-07T22:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T22:09:13.306+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Catholic Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EdklZIq5qRE/TZ3TFXPOZ9I/AAAAAAAABEc/OW3AQ2RacZE/s1600/3382457194_163b0cd776_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EdklZIq5qRE/TZ3TFXPOZ9I/AAAAAAAABEc/OW3AQ2RacZE/s320/3382457194_163b0cd776_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If someone ask what my religion is? I'm a Catholic Girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I'm not officially Catholic, because I'm not yet&amp;nbsp;baptised.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And now, I'm on my way to be fully committed to God. I'm studying religion and will be baptised at the end of these year, but if it went well. Before, I always have many questions about religion, and going to church won't solve it. I have Christian parents, who always encourages me to go to Church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you ask me, why I'm Catholic, while my parents are Christian. Because I was raised catholic, went to catholic school for 6 years. My &amp;nbsp;parents just recently became Christian, while my brothers already became Catholic since young. And if you ask me, is there a problem with different religion at home? I will said, I'm not going to make it a problem. Religion is between ourself and God. As long we have the same God, I don't care how we praise Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion is a bit complicated. :-) And I'm a girl who respect other religions, because that's who I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8923690954295968774?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8923690954295968774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/catholic-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8923690954295968774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8923690954295968774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/catholic-girl.html' title='Catholic Girl'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EdklZIq5qRE/TZ3TFXPOZ9I/AAAAAAAABEc/OW3AQ2RacZE/s72-c/3382457194_163b0cd776_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4245866745004845884</id><published>2011-04-07T21:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:43:25.722+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jakarta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><title type='text'>Hectic Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tuesday, April 5th 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDwxFGlhOWU/TZ3KCiwm6MI/AAAAAAAABEQ/8nvnhxCvf9U/s1600/tumblr_lgblzd6Q1v1qgyrd8o1_400_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDwxFGlhOWU/TZ3KCiwm6MI/AAAAAAAABEQ/8nvnhxCvf9U/s1600/tumblr_lgblzd6Q1v1qgyrd8o1_400_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many things happen on these day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Start from the morning, I woke up, then prepare myself to go to the mall. I though I will have enough time, to go buy Maroon 5 CD, go to the book store to buy something and open new bank account. (I have my own reason that I will tell sometime on the future). I ended up just open new bank account, because I waste my time and went completely blank on my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, I accidentally crash my car with my house's fences, something that never happened before. and it broke my back lamp and scratch a lot in my car. Stupid!! And after driving for minutes, I just realized I forgot my mobile, and so I returned home to took my mobile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I promise to meet someone on 1 pm, but I was still on the bank on 12:30 pm, someone called me at the bank, and I accidentally reject the call. After that, I knew I was late, so I was furiously going to Senayan City, where I promise to meet someone there. My phone was ringing, and I answer it, while I answered it, I'm accidentally (*again!!) crash to someone's bike. He fell down, I was feeling horrible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before, I just said to my friend, that Thanks God after almost 5 years driving, I never crash to someone's car and now I did it. And again, Thanks God, He was OK, and nothing unusual with his motor bike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to the Senayan City, meet the person, and doing the transaction, and I've got my own &lt;b&gt;BRUNO MARS&lt;/b&gt; Tribune Ticket!! Yape, I went to watch the one and only, Bruno Mars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOhjXKEaADA/TZ3KHIZTirI/AAAAAAAABEU/X9tl1O9ggmw/s1600/Picture0044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOhjXKEaADA/TZ3KHIZTirI/AAAAAAAABEU/X9tl1O9ggmw/s320/Picture0044.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you know that only took 5 hours Bruno Mars's Jakarta Concert Tickets was sold out? So, the ticket price was going crazy, about 2 times higher from the original price. I think, for me, I got a good price. Even it's tribune, it was worth it. Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The idea to watch Bruno Mars was came up on Monday. I know I wanted to watch it, but I just tried to took quiz over and over, but never got lucky. So on Monday, I didn't know why I just have to watch it, I just knew I would regret it if I didn't watch it. So I spent my time on twitter and website to find the tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to the day, the concert gate will be opened on 6.00 pm, while the concert was started on 8.00 pm, and I was already there on 2:00 pm, so I decided to watch movie alone. I pick the "After Life" movie, it simply because my brother suggest it. And after watch it alone, I just knew that it was thriller movie, but anyway I still like Justin Long. :P~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Done watching, bought my dinner and went to the concert area. I went in and directly to tribune area, while everyone took photo with the all Bruno Mars picture over there. *jealous* I need to wait 2 hours and it was so boring, because noone to talk to, and nothing to do. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then one and half hour magical time with Bruno Mars... And he just perfect the way he is... :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gonna watch it his concert again when he come back to Jakarta, he said he will..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SLNLH9wVfQw/TZ3M5bfL33I/AAAAAAAABEY/mltj9M84h4w/s1600/mhrhm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SLNLH9wVfQw/TZ3M5bfL33I/AAAAAAAABEY/mltj9M84h4w/s320/mhrhm.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Picture tweeted by &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/BrunoMars"&gt;@BrunoMars&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/5660853951384527379-4245866745004845884?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4245866745004845884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/hectic-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4245866745004845884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4245866745004845884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/04/hectic-day.html' title='Hectic Day!'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDwxFGlhOWU/TZ3KCiwm6MI/AAAAAAAABEQ/8nvnhxCvf9U/s72-c/tumblr_lgblzd6Q1v1qgyrd8o1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5480982044991596153</id><published>2011-03-27T23:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:31:18.344+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Series'/><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iNYHnGTqX4k/TY9jWFB8O5I/AAAAAAAABD0/0PhiRloODmk/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iNYHnGTqX4k/TY9jWFB8O5I/AAAAAAAABD0/0PhiRloODmk/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYXYbHKkyU4/TY9jULu488I/AAAAAAAABDw/titOXRIO6rk/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sYXYbHKkyU4/TY9jULu488I/AAAAAAAABDw/titOXRIO6rk/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My&amp;nbsp;favourite&amp;nbsp;Drama Series!! I think I already watch it like three times or four times, and never get bored. I love the drama, the medical cases, the soundtracks, the come-and-go characters, and also the nicknames 'McDreamy, McSteamy,..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;____&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FnlkvN2XLUU/TY9jTDSQ7UI/AAAAAAAABDs/9ZeHBP6cUHI/s1600/greys-anatomy-season7-cast-02-550x338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FnlkvN2XLUU/TY9jTDSQ7UI/AAAAAAAABDs/9ZeHBP6cUHI/s400/greys-anatomy-season7-cast-02-550x338.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love season 2, Denny and Izzie's scenes, how many times I see the scenes, it always bring me to tears. Denny suddenly died after everything Izzie do to make sure he got the new heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love medical cases that always related to the characters's issues, like when they need to choose between the old guy and the nice girl who stuck on one piece of steels after trains accident, that also related on Derek choosing between Meredith and Addison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the gun-shooting-episodes on the 6th season finale, it the best finale episodes I ever seen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My&amp;nbsp;favourite&amp;nbsp;character is Alex Karev. First, he seems like bad ass kind of guy, but later he grown up and become really mature. On the inside, he is soft, and really caring guys. How can be bad-ass guys can be good peds, right? He gave up to see the football match, just to operate on kid, who are not even his patient. Sweet.. :) And I hate Izzie for made him broke.. Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just don't understand why they are not like their resident before. -.-;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the early season, when they were interns, you can see that Miranda (their resident) can perform surgery by her own. But until now, they're still look like interns, well not all of them. And I want to see Lexie's interns, where are they?! Why Lexie after became resident, she doesn't have interns? Hahaha.. And why they're still not pick their speciality yet, well, I can see meredith to neuro, christina to cardio, karev to peds, but how about the rest of them? Maybe too many characters, became really complicated..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still not bored with these series.. Not like other series.. ( talk about Gossip Girl, 90210, Desperate Housewives, etc.. ) that I'm already bored. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-5480982044991596153?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5480982044991596153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/greys-anatomy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5480982044991596153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5480982044991596153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/greys-anatomy.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iNYHnGTqX4k/TY9jWFB8O5I/AAAAAAAABD0/0PhiRloODmk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-3989726429840336771</id><published>2011-03-27T22:52:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:53:45.167+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabin Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Airlines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream Job'/><title type='text'>Another SQ, Another Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to the another SQ Walk-in Recruitment, last Saturday. These time, the recruitment was not packed with the candidates, maybe because it was the 2nd week, maybe the one week before must be really packed. I gave my CV, measure height-weight, and arrived at the stage which the previous times I failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 girls who sat beside me also failed on that stage. I introduced myself with confidence, I keep the eye contact, I didn't have many 'Um.. ehh...', and I think I rock these one, because I saw the girl examiner kept listening to me, while holding my CV. I was confident until she said " Thank you for your time, and I'm sorry blablabla..." *my mind said ok, another failure. Ok, go home.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahaha.. I just a little bit&amp;nbsp;frustrated, because I thought I've got her attention and also, the one that gone through is the one that have broken english. On my way to go home, while waiting outside the elevator, one of the auntie ( maybe she's waiting for her daughter ) asked me how my interview was going and what happened inside. And you know, before I can answer it, she guess that I'm failed because overweight.&lt;br /&gt;-______________________- Ok, auntie, nice work to bring me down!! Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before the walk-in, I heard that my friend already on the stage of waiting the Final Interview. I just can wish her good luck. She is smart, friendly, and beautiful girl, and I think she is qualified for the job, well, I just don't know if she has the patience to do this job, but I think she can do it well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I have many friends that already reach my dream job. And I hope I will make it one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-3989726429840336771?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/3989726429840336771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-sq-another-failure.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3989726429840336771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3989726429840336771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-sq-another-failure.html' title='Another SQ, Another Failure'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4023418204960072678</id><published>2011-03-27T22:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:54:40.127+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air Asia'/><title type='text'>AA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmywJQTVjiw/TY9UvWIC9SI/AAAAAAAABDo/UfR98_ma_wk/s1600/IMG00201-20110324-1316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmywJQTVjiw/TY9UvWIC9SI/AAAAAAAABDo/UfR98_ma_wk/s320/IMG00201-20110324-1316.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Arrived in AA Office at 10:20 AM, and I'm not proud of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And there's a lot of candidates waiting on the corridor in front of People Dept. Room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's one AA staff called 10 name of candidates to follow them, and I keep waiting with others, I have small talk with others. And share information about another airlines recruitment. Many of them didn't know about it, and I'm happy to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After 2 hours waiting, the staff came back and called another 10 names, and she said the rest of the candidates that hasn't been called advised to have break time, and came back at 1:30 pm. Me with other 3 girls went to have lunch. I'm a little bit 'click' with one of them, and we shared a lot of stories together. She also took these picture, hahaha.. Well, she is the one that came up with the idea to take picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At 1:30 pm, we came back and waited for our time. We thought we'll going to have psycho test or what, but actually we just have 2vs2 interview. The interview was not scare at all, we were relaxed, and just have small talk, like what am I doing right now, they also explain the GSA work duties. And after heard about the work shift (3:45 am - 01:00 pm / 12 : 00 am / 09:00 pm), my mind set on how my parents going to judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last work contract offerings to me, I give it to them, and they refuse, because of the allowance. Now, the salary is bigger, but the work place is more far, and the shift is not delicate, just figure it out, that they won't accepted it. And I'm right. Well, my parents didn't actually said to me directly, but from the facial expression, I can see it. And my brother also said that they're not allow it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day, AA called me again, and said to me that I'm through and hope that I could come tomorrow, to have written test and final interview. And I asked my parents just now, and now become really clear. My father said about the salary, and my mother said to me that it's not about the salary, but the duties! She express she is not fond with the shift and the job description. I think it's the EGO play the big part, if you know what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;little bit frustated, hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I'm guarantee you if it's my dream career, I will hold on to it until the end, like what I did with my choice of the major I took on university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-4023418204960072678?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4023418204960072678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/aa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4023418204960072678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4023418204960072678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/aa.html' title='AA'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmywJQTVjiw/TY9UvWIC9SI/AAAAAAAABDo/UfR98_ma_wk/s72-c/IMG00201-20110324-1316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5581383898936051966</id><published>2011-03-20T22:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:13:59.567+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Show'/><title type='text'>How do I look?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just watched these tv show on Style Network, How Do I Look? The show's objective is to change one target person, whose style is so-not-good. Usually it's came from their family or friends, who want the target to change her fashion sense completely. I already watch one episode, about stay-home-mom who always going out using her home clothes, messy hair and without make up, and her twin sister like begging her to change her looks. You can see, that her twin sister is &lt;i&gt;fashionista&lt;/i&gt;, while the target was more like messed-up-mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the show will bring the host, Jeannie Mai to know more about the target and her fashion choices, get rid of her clothes, then open her eyes that she needs to change her looks, select her new clothes, make up and hairstyles. I always completely blown away by their transformation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://image.com.com/tv/images/processed/default/9c/eb/307353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://image.com.com/tv/images/processed/default/9c/eb/307353.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From TV.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These&amp;nbsp;Sunday, I watch 3 episodes back-to-back, the first one, it's about Mom who always wear mini clothes, she even wear her daughter's clothes, who still in elementary school. The 2nd about outgoing and good personality woman who had pirate/punk/zombie style, or she had totally Gothic/Punk Look. While, actually, she has good body and personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the show, she went dates with 4 men on totally dark places, where the men can't see the appearance of the woman they date. After date, they need to guess which girl they went date, with the selection of 4 girls. And none of them choice her. When they&amp;nbsp;know&amp;nbsp;the truth, most of them really shock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last episode I saw today is about twins women who still dress alike and with the style of 90's, with booty everywhere. Jeannie brought them to see three important people in music and advertising business, which they want to have career in. They are told directly, that three of them was judging the twins from the appearance, they said they can't believe the talent the twins hiding with so outrageous looks, and advice them to change their looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;______&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UGv4bSFGhOM/TH0pJ2nsOgI/AAAAAAAAAvY/8m4eOy5BTVk/s1600/IMG_0043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UGv4bSFGhOM/TH0pJ2nsOgI/AAAAAAAAAvY/8m4eOy5BTVk/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It just remind me that me, too, need clothes/style transformation. Ok, I get it. Now I'm an adult, a woman, I can't stay with short and shirts all the times. I have too many shirts!! I already swear that I'm not going to buy shirts anymore, beside the "I love.." shirts. And yeah, there was a time, when I look inside my wardrobe, and feel like I don't have appropriate clothes to wear. I'm 23 years old and I need to change my looks to suit my number and also personality. I need to throw my "Don't wanna grow up" personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, my surrounding like screaming at me, "CHANGE!!" Hahaha.. Somebody told me my style was too childish, because I wear my hair bands to my friend's wedding, well I tried that 'Blair' look, and she told me that I'm too childish.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah, before I was getting predicted that I'm gonna start to change my personality after I got married, and all my friends laugh about it, they said they agree, they can't imagine I'm being adult. And you know, one of my friends said, the first time she saw me, she knew that I'm not mature, and I'm still child alike. And I just shocked about it.. Hahahaha.. Am I that looked childish or my &amp;nbsp;personality? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, jump to career stage, I'm&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;need to grown up and mature!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-5581383898936051966?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5581383898936051966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-do-i-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5581383898936051966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5581383898936051966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-do-i-look.html' title='How do I look?'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UGv4bSFGhOM/TH0pJ2nsOgI/AAAAAAAAAvY/8m4eOy5BTVk/s72-c/IMG_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4495215420348203822</id><published>2011-03-19T22:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T22:41:23.923+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jakarta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air Asia'/><title type='text'>Air Asia - Guest Service Assistant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, there was walk-in interview for the position Guest Service Assistant. Well, I'm a little bit interested because it's one opportunity to work in airline industry. Well, my doubt is if I got accepted, I will work at the airport, which will cost some money for the airport toll, transportation cost. I think, I want to see first, the contract and the benefit I will received if I've got accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Pe4bdX8bNZo/TYTOfQPxPgI/AAAAAAAABDk/WfTX1eYDHg4/s1600/Teddy+Air+Asia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Pe4bdX8bNZo/TYTOfQPxPgI/AAAAAAAABDk/WfTX1eYDHg4/s320/Teddy+Air+Asia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, the walk in was held on the same day with Singapore Airlines Walk-in Interview. My plan was to attend the Air Asia first, then, if there was still time left, I would come to the SIA Interview. But I finished my AA exactly on 11:55. So, I know I won't make it right on time. I still have my chances next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On AA Walk-in Interview, first, you show your CV to the staff right there, they will ask some question, like "Tell me about yourself", "Why you want to work in as Guest Service Assistant?", "What do you know about Airline Industry?", then move to the next room, register name and receive number. Waiting for the call, then go 3vs1 interview. She ask me "How do you know about these recruitment?", "Are you willing to be placed outside origin"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm through, and there will be 2nd interview on the Airport next Thursday. Let's see!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-4495215420348203822?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4495215420348203822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/air-asia-guest-service-assistant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4495215420348203822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4495215420348203822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/air-asia-guest-service-assistant.html' title='Air Asia - Guest Service Assistant'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Pe4bdX8bNZo/TYTOfQPxPgI/AAAAAAAABDk/WfTX1eYDHg4/s72-c/Teddy+Air+Asia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-3878636222329447085</id><published>2011-03-19T22:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T22:27:39.272+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabin Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean Air'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cathay Pacific'/><title type='text'>Unexpectedly Recruitment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This are 2 airlines I'm surprised to see the new that they're having recruitment!! So Blessed with the opportunities, I hope I can make it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-T6CHwzrFzgc/TYTKczaj4zI/AAAAAAAABDc/Lg1hd41ytEw/s1600/cathay.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-T6CHwzrFzgc/TYTKczaj4zI/AAAAAAAABDc/Lg1hd41ytEw/s320/cathay.png" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-P5-65eT8GKg/TYTKtKVrq8I/AAAAAAAABDg/WrQ5P3kml8A/s1600/IMG00165-20110319-2205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-P5-65eT8GKg/TYTKtKVrq8I/AAAAAAAABDg/WrQ5P3kml8A/s320/IMG00165-20110319-2205.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apply in http://recruit.koreanair.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my 100th post.. *keep crossing my finger*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-3878636222329447085?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/3878636222329447085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/unexpectedly-recruitment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3878636222329447085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3878636222329447085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/unexpectedly-recruitment.html' title='Unexpectedly Recruitment'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-T6CHwzrFzgc/TYTKczaj4zI/AAAAAAAABDc/Lg1hd41ytEw/s72-c/cathay.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-2878893372223531831</id><published>2011-03-07T21:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T21:15:13.040+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabin Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Airlines'/><title type='text'>Another SQ Walk In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were rumours that stated the last Singapore Airlines Recruitment, just have one person that made through the Final Interview. And one friend stated the next recruitment will be conducted at June. I'm just so surprised when opened the jobstreet, just a moment a go. And found out, there will be another Singapore Airlines Recruitment on March. I'm so blessed, because I thought I already get a wall in front of me, and ready to take plan B, that is start apply for another job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fEny6_lkTzI/TXTljdeiu_I/AAAAAAAABDY/HOUxU4zAOHY/s1600/Website_WalkInVersion20110307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fEny6_lkTzI/TXTljdeiu_I/AAAAAAAABDY/HOUxU4zAOHY/s320/Website_WalkInVersion20110307.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another door open for me.. *keep finger crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-2878893372223531831?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/2878893372223531831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-sq-walk-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2878893372223531831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2878893372223531831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-sq-walk-in.html' title='Another SQ Walk In'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fEny6_lkTzI/TXTljdeiu_I/AAAAAAAABDY/HOUxU4zAOHY/s72-c/Website_WalkInVersion20110307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8822704795354676455</id><published>2011-03-07T20:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:50:27.037+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Event'/><title type='text'>RieL's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my close friends was getting married last&amp;nbsp;Saturday&amp;nbsp;with our classmate when we're all in college. We all thought their relationship won't last that long, because they started their relationship when they were both had their job training in Bali, that's why we thought it's only short fast love. We just never thought they will ended up getting married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But well, they are married now. And we attend their wedding, last&amp;nbsp;Saturday. The good things are I could meet all my college friends and saw my two college friends getting married. My close friend also made the wedding cake for them, and I help her to do it. While help her, I kept staring at my phone and waiting that golden call.. But you know, the ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, these is the picture of the cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vaSLTb7-lh8/TXTgqehqIYI/AAAAAAAABDU/Tg1lD9YFC9I/s1600/IMG00074-20110306-1823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vaSLTb7-lh8/TXTgqehqIYI/AAAAAAAABDU/Tg1lD9YFC9I/s320/IMG00074-20110306-1823.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wedding Day, RieL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8822704795354676455?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8822704795354676455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/riels-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8822704795354676455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8822704795354676455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/riels-wedding.html' title='RieL&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vaSLTb7-lh8/TXTgqehqIYI/AAAAAAAABDU/Tg1lD9YFC9I/s72-c/IMG00074-20110306-1823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-3337986957119521259</id><published>2011-03-07T20:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:14:27.634+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><title type='text'>Barista Starbucks? No, I'm not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, continue from my previous post about Starbucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After 3 weeks passed, I already thought that my chances to work at Starbucks was gone. But suddenly, after left my iphone on my bag, I just saw one text message at night, that told me to get medical examination tomorrow morning on South Jakarta. It was far and I don't know the way to get there, and I already promised my father to took my Mom to the church the next day, and also my brother told me to go work because his wife won't work that day. So I said them, that I could not make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that, just last friday, Starbucks called me again and said she want to have final interview with me, that day. And I said I can't, and she asked me on saturday to met her at Starbucks Karawaci, which is one and half hour from my home. And I can't give her answer, since I was going to attend Qatar OD at saturday. And I said to her, if I could make it, I will let her know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After Qatar OD, I text her that I was on my way to the Starbucks Karawaci. But she didn't reply me, until I was already at the Karawaci Supermal. I met her and she just straight to give me the contract!! I was so surprised, because before, I already asked my friend who already work at Starbucks, and she said she sign the contract after the training. Beside the contract, she also give me one letter about parent's approval, and one letter that stated that I won't resign before 6 months period of working, if I did it, I will get charged almost 2 times of my allowance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I called my father to ask his opinion, and he said to went home, so we can talk about it together. I didn't told him about the monthly allowance because it was so small!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the next day, I showed the contract agreement to my brother, and he was shocked because the allowance so small, but he kept remind me the experience and knowledges that I will gained from starbucks will be much more precious than the allowance. My parents was out then, and I left the letters on top of my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While lunch, my mother suddenly came down from upstairs and told my father about the number of starbuck's allowance to my father. I was a little bit surprised, she sneaked to my room and saw the file. And after a bit explanation, one comment of my father was "No! You want to be maid, huh? Your parking tickets even will be greater than your allowance."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So Good Bye Starbucks!! I will keep become your customer, not as barista. Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the same night, I told some of my friends, and they also stated almost the same. Well, my confident a little bit rough these day, I mean, I see some of my friends already became succesfull, and I still unemployed. I don't have saving, I don't make my own money. I just stared at blank canvas in front of me. My future is really unknown to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life happens, when you busy making plans&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-3337986957119521259?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/3337986957119521259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/barista-starbucks-no-im-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3337986957119521259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3337986957119521259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/barista-starbucks-no-im-not.html' title='Barista Starbucks? No, I&apos;m not.'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4837774940008084940</id><published>2011-03-07T19:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T22:46:40.666+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabin Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jakarta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qatar Airways'/><title type='text'>Qatar OD : not even close..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After all these time, I read about&amp;nbsp;unsuccessful&amp;nbsp;stories of all CC wannabes who attend the Qatar OD, and wait for the call until 9pm. Now, I really know it, how it feels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last saturday, I attend the Qatar OD. I feel relaxed, not even bit panicked, and feel confident. There were 2 examiner, I guess they are from Middle East. We were got inside one room, and sit one 2 groups of&amp;nbsp;seating. &amp;nbsp;I sat on the right one, and after small explanation, I just knew that I've got the tall examiner. She remind me of my strict college teacher, Mam Mel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After time passed, I can see the left group was fast, one by one, they were gone, while the right group (my group) was slowly reduced. And I think the examiner of the left group is so kind. After receiving the CV, she always reminded them to see the announcement on the outside room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The interesting part of Qatar OD, one time, there was one of the applicant went outside, and I don't know why, I guess she told the group who still waiting outside to come inside. And suddenly, the room was packed by all applicants, and all of them just cut the waiting line of us, who already inside first. And some of them, really don't have manners. I mean, helloooo!! You are not so cabin crew material to cut the line. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QmrNiGOKFNE/TXTQ_cnwtbI/AAAAAAAABDQ/N3I9sR_UoRg/s1600/IMG00070-20110305-1031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QmrNiGOKFNE/TXTQ_cnwtbI/AAAAAAAABDQ/N3I9sR_UoRg/s320/IMG00070-20110305-1031.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While at Qatar, I see many interesting applicants, from the young one until the old one. One time, there was one lady sat beside me, she is 45 years old. There was one applicants who errrr.... different. While most of us, wearing skirts, with hair bun and make up. She is the only one, using jeans with shirt, literally wearing backpack when she sat, no make up, and a little bit rush (she cut in the line, always complaint when something happen).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I met 2 friends, who both attended the Singapore Airlines, and I met them again when attended the Qatar OD. I think I will see them again on another Airlines Recruitment. (Well, I just told them about news I received just a moment before I start type these post).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I gave my CV to the tall examiner, and she just asked me one question, "Do you work right now?" and I just explained to her that I just came back from Beijing and right now, still looking for the right job. And while looking for a right job, I'm working with my father right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And after that, I can saw that she put my CV on her right, but the far one, and the tall one. I just keep wishing that are the CV that getting through. I went outside and start to exchange numbers and BB pin with other fellow applicants. And left the building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I turned my phone to loud mode, and keep praying for "Marry Me" by Bruno Mars was played suddenly from my BB. But until 9pm, there was no news, and I knew from other fellows, that their friends already got call. From all friends I've got at Qatar OD, none of them got the call (all of &amp;nbsp;them was on the right group, same as me), one of the applicants told me that her friend who got the call was sat at the left group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Goodbye Qatar OD. Qatar is rarely have recruitment in Jakarta, so I think I already miss my first chance to join Qatar. Better luck and prepared next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-4837774940008084940?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4837774940008084940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/qatar-od-not-even-close.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4837774940008084940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4837774940008084940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/03/qatar-od-not-even-close.html' title='Qatar OD : not even close..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QmrNiGOKFNE/TXTQ_cnwtbI/AAAAAAAABDQ/N3I9sR_UoRg/s72-c/IMG00070-20110305-1031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5240098551079292347</id><published>2011-02-27T10:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:11:56.210+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Failed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Airlines'/><title type='text'>First Attempt  = Failed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My First attempt on Singapore Airlines Walk in Interview, ended with failed on 1st round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I don't know why exactly. I'm too nervous, too excited, not confident, not prepared, not ready, or my grooming was not full, my introduction was too short, my body language was negative. So many questions on my mind, but I choose to let it go, I mean 'A person who made it in her first attempt is the luckiest person on earth'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I will do is review and do it better on next attempt. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next time, i will write my introduction and will repeat it over and over again, until I can said it with confident. And put it my document, not hold it while I'm introduce my self (stupid!!) Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FIGHTING!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next Stop, QATAR OD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-5240098551079292347?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5240098551079292347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-attempt-failed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5240098551079292347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5240098551079292347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-attempt-failed.html' title='First Attempt  = Failed!'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-2893795078605102836</id><published>2011-02-20T23:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:12:38.385+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Crazy Little thing called LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_y0uJqdTG6A/TWE6VJ2bfTI/AAAAAAAABDI/yzTvoEqPESY/s1600/LittleThingCalledLove-TeaserPoster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_y0uJqdTG6A/TWE6VJ2bfTI/AAAAAAAABDI/yzTvoEqPESY/s320/LittleThingCalledLove-TeaserPoster.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just&amp;nbsp;watched&amp;nbsp;these Thailand movie called "Crazy Little Thing called Love", it's about first love, and the settings is in High School. It's really funny and you can relate with average teen love. I mean, I can reflect my high school era in these movie. Where one dream guy, who is really charming and seems untouchable, where all the girls in high school are really attracted to him, including the average not-so-pretty girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The story is about Nam, who is average girl in her high school, she likes the popular boy, named Shone. You know, when you were young and foolish, you will do anything to attract the guy, and when he near you, you can feel your heart could explode. Year after year, she tried to attract the guy, like to give him chocolate, or just found a reason so the guy can take her home, but all failed. She grew up and became prettier, and Shone's best friend become really attracted to Nam, and try to be close to her. So, which boys she ended up with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These movie is a little bit personal to me, because I've been at Nam's place. When you like someone (but my story is not the popular guy in school, just average boy), but there is another boy who likes you and he is my-target's best friend. Oohhh.. I've been there.. But mine is not happy ending. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I recommend you to watch it. It's romantic comedy movie. I thought Thailand is all about horror movies before. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3GWR4Lk9zc/TWE67g1-ZVI/AAAAAAAABDM/EagxZvZo6N8/s1600/112507%257E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3GWR4Lk9zc/TWE67g1-ZVI/AAAAAAAABDM/EagxZvZo6N8/s320/112507%257E1.JPG" width="223" /&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/5660853951384527379-2893795078605102836?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/2893795078605102836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/crazy-little-thing-called-love.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2893795078605102836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2893795078605102836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/crazy-little-thing-called-love.html' title='Crazy Little thing called LOVE'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_y0uJqdTG6A/TWE6VJ2bfTI/AAAAAAAABDI/yzTvoEqPESY/s72-c/LittleThingCalledLove-TeaserPoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5111615019652133945</id><published>2011-02-18T21:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T21:09:31.696+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabin Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qatar Airways'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Airlines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream Job'/><title type='text'>SQ Walk-In Recruitment and Qatar OD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just found out today... After my Dad push me to Graduate School.. Is this the answer You give me, God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope it is.. *finger crossing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_A7lK9p90dc/TV57ta5TeDI/AAAAAAAABDA/W_prl_SP-_Y/s1600/Website_WalkInVersion20110212_26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_A7lK9p90dc/TV57ta5TeDI/AAAAAAAABDA/W_prl_SP-_Y/s320/Website_WalkInVersion20110212_26.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;taken from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sqcentre.com/cabincrewrecruit/"&gt;http://www.sqcentre.com/cabincrewrecruit/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7rRtaswpIU/TV5723jvC2I/AAAAAAAABDE/oHlKhHQXN6k/s1600/qatar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7rRtaswpIU/TV5723jvC2I/AAAAAAAABDE/oHlKhHQXN6k/s320/qatar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;taken from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.qatarairways.com/global/en/cabincrew-dates.html"&gt;http://www.qatarairways.com/global/en/cabincrew-dates.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey, on the SQ. There was walk in interview last saturday, I didn't saw anything said about interview on paper or their website. Even on their official SQ website, the recruitment news still on the last month, and held in another city of Indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And about Qatar, I think this is the first time I know they held the OD in Jakarta. I still hoping for the Emirates, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;One step at the time.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-5111615019652133945?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5111615019652133945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/sq-walk-in-recruitment-and-qatar-od.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5111615019652133945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5111615019652133945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/sq-walk-in-recruitment-and-qatar-od.html' title='SQ Walk-In Recruitment and Qatar OD'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_A7lK9p90dc/TV57ta5TeDI/AAAAAAAABDA/W_prl_SP-_Y/s72-c/Website_WalkInVersion20110212_26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8925613054606120770</id><published>2011-02-18T20:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T20:52:11.464+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Work?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now, I'm working in my father's building material shop. It was started where my brother found me laying around inside home, watching Grammy. He said just go and help Dad. I was kind of disturbed, well, even my Dad didn't angry I don't have anything to do at home. He wanted me to go study graduate school. I'm still against it. But he always said, just go!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm still against it because I still hanging on my dream job. But, I know it's hard to pursue when you don't have enough support from your family. My 2nd brother is the one, that keep support me, he even buy me the book. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 days already I went working with my father. Ok, at the shop, there are my Dad, Mom, My 1st brother and his wife, plus me. See, a little bit crowded. My Mom at front, with the small shop. And the rest, it's on the office. Before, I was blind. I mean, I know what job my father has, but if you ask me about the material, what my dad sold. I will said, "You know, building material!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before, I know my Dad didn't have plan at all to include me to his work. I think he already plan to give it to my 1st brother. Since, he is the first one my Dad push to go work with him. While, me and 2nd brother is left out. Sometime, I think he is kind of jealous because we didn't have to. Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the 2nd reason why I don't want to go to Graduate School, because I'm young, and I dont want to waste more time to go study. Let me work first. But my Dad think the opposite, I'm still young, so study first. I said to him, I don't want to waste money and time to go Graduate School. Because in the end, the title only used in Wedding Invitation (like my brother). And I'm a woman, I will follow my husband. Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, while starbucks kind of let me on waiting line. I will took the opportunity to go to the dream job recruitment. Oh, shit!! I'm kind of excited but also afraid!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8925613054606120770?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8925613054606120770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8925613054606120770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8925613054606120770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/work.html' title='Work?'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8794920033993426435</id><published>2011-02-10T20:46:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:59:58.970+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><title type='text'>Barista Starbucks ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Monday, I applied to one company that have Starbucks Indonesia's license, to become Full Time Barista. I just randomly applied, because I don't have job and nothing to do, either. But really, just like 2 hours past, I already got text from them to go had their psychology test in their company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, I was really shocked, because the last time I've applied Starbucks, they never called me. Their main&amp;nbsp;headquarters is located on one busiest street in the city, they have rules of "3 in 1", where on certain hour, the streets are only can be through with vehicle where 3 peoples on it. Stupid rules!! Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After reply that I will go to their company, I went to buy new shoes for interview, and go try with I-phone GPS, to their company with other road, which don't have that "3 in 1" rules, and I did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go home, preparing all my application..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Tuesday, I went to the company. Went inside wrong building, first. -.-;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Arrived in the room, on 10:00, the room was full. Most of them are still on college, and then some of them, are like me, fresh graduates.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stage 1 : Introduce yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Simple answer, just name, age, where do we live, last education background and job experiences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stage 2 : IQ test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's simple IQ test and drawing test. A little bit tricky!! Draw a human and describe ( Name, age, activity, strength, weakness)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stage 3 : Interview with HRD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now, I'm still waiting for the call for last stage, interview with the Store Manager. I hope, they will placed me on one of Starbucks Outlet near my home. I mean, come on, there are 3 starbucks outlet near my home, but they said they will located me on the other area. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcpjj2Q0BUM/TVPrw7DazpI/AAAAAAAABCw/8DjEwd0Ypa0/s1600/n549642121_764333_6775.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcpjj2Q0BUM/TVPrw7DazpI/AAAAAAAABCw/8DjEwd0Ypa0/s320/n549642121_764333_6775.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;old picture of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8794920033993426435?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8794920033993426435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/barista-starbucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8794920033993426435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8794920033993426435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/barista-starbucks.html' title='Barista Starbucks ?'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zcpjj2Q0BUM/TVPrw7DazpI/AAAAAAAABCw/8DjEwd0Ypa0/s72-c/n549642121_764333_6775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4883825764024522439</id><published>2011-02-05T11:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T11:46:52.544+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Event'/><title type='text'>My Bro's Wedding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you planning wedding, it is madness...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can see from every movies, that the bride and the groom planning wedding like crazy, they became really mad when something went wrong. And yeah, it's true.. Like in HIMYM..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh. Plan a wedding. You'll see.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One time, my brother just became mad at me, and literally, screaming at me. Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I arrived in&amp;nbsp;Jakarta, on Monday, Jan 24th, 5 days before my brother's wedding. I didn't have a dress yet, and I was completely blind about the wedding. I just know the bride and the groom, and the place. I didn't knew about the theme, the church, the dress, the job, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every time I want to try to find a dress, something happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The second day, my father told my brother to start repair my car, buy new tyre, etc. First on my mind, well if i wasn't here, my car won't get fixed. Why wait until I came back and ask about my car, and they just realized it. *sigh*. So on 2nd day, my brother buy new tyre for my car, then he went working. And I went with my friend to dress hunting. On evening, I went with my 2nd brother and his girlfriend, try to find a dress in shopping mall. And the result, no dress..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The third day, I put my car on Honda Autoland, so they can do what they need to do. There was relatives came from Hong Kong, so my brother went to airport with my other relatives to pick up. On evening, my Dad just called and we need to find an&amp;nbsp;apartment for rent, for another family relatives came from Solo. In the end, on evening, we tried to found a dress. And the result, no dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The fourth day, which is literally, two days before the wedding. I was kinda desperate. So, we think about rent a dress. So we went to a shop, and it was closed. but thanks God, there was another wedding boutique nearby that also have a dress for rent. The result, got dress, but no shoes and the bride just told me, I need to prepare another dress for the church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On that evening, I went with my mother, try to find dress and shoes. And we got it, after go around for hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The fifth day, we went to bride's house to have Chinese tradition, we called it &lt;i&gt;sanjit. &lt;/i&gt;I don't know the real chinese name, well on that day we went to the Bride's house, to give some gift, all red package for the Bride's family. After that, we went to the &lt;i&gt;xinjia&lt;/i&gt;, the new house for new couple, when the bride's families came with their own stuff, to decorate the bride and groom's room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the event, my brother just told me that he still had many things to do, like buy candy for mingle time, prepare all the document for the legal part. I can see that he was so stressed about it, yeah it was one day before the wedding. And me and 2nd brother, still need to pick up the dress, because the wedding boutique need to steam first. My 2nd brother's girlfriend changed her mind, so we wanted to changed the dress. In the end, we found totally new dress, and we brought home. Another problem, she still didn't have the shoes yet, while I already bought mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we went to shopping mall again, and went to see, and in the end, she found on the first shop me and my Mom went one day before. I said to them, that I like one particular shoes, but the shop didn't have my size. And you know what, when she ask about that shoes, the shop clerk said to her, that they didn't have her size (my brother's girlfriend's size), but they have my size (which one day before, they said they didn't have). I try and it was perfect. Well, it made me tall more than ever, but still I love it. So we bought it. Yay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The wedding day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woke up at 4, and already begun to prepare. There was mistakes in wedding ceremony's booklet, and me and my 2nd brother tried to fixed it since the morning. Tea ceremony at our place, where all the family relatives came and drink tea. After that, church. And rest for a while on the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At 2 pm, we went to the hair salon, to get ready, put make up and have hair make up. Went home, change clothes, and went to the venue. Eat dinner first, then the big entrance event. The good thing as groom's relatives is I don't need to do anything. I just have big entrance, and introduced as the groom's relative, and participate when drink champagne. And after that, free time. The bad things is all the guest is my father's, my brother's or bride's. I invite my closest friends, but they a little bit late.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TUzNLGh5UUI/AAAAAAAABCU/Z2e-HFjFFEs/s1600/IMG_1765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TUzNLGh5UUI/AAAAAAAABCU/Z2e-HFjFFEs/s320/IMG_1765.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TUzNyL7HrrI/AAAAAAAABCY/6XNrFRKoaXM/s1600/IMG_1766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TUzNyL7HrrI/AAAAAAAABCY/6XNrFRKoaXM/s320/IMG_1766.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TUzMJ9rnR2I/AAAAAAAABCM/J0g831APjB4/s1600/167314_502139278799_47969988799_6386725_2121316_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TUzMJ9rnR2I/AAAAAAAABCM/J0g831APjB4/s320/167314_502139278799_47969988799_6386725_2121316_n.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After all the photos, the wedding is over. At least, for me. For my brother and his wife, it's new beginning. :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, congrats bro!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-4883825764024522439?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4883825764024522439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-bros-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4883825764024522439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4883825764024522439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-bros-wedding.html' title='My Bro&apos;s Wedding.'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TUzNLGh5UUI/AAAAAAAABCU/Z2e-HFjFFEs/s72-c/IMG_1765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-699198216302163231</id><published>2011-02-05T10:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T10:27:28.454+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>05.02.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TUzDGrd4ywI/AAAAAAAABCI/sepa-G8eznI/s1600/Picture0039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TUzDGrd4ywI/AAAAAAAABCI/sepa-G8eznI/s320/Picture0039.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a year since my last post..!! Today is 2011 and Rabbit's Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened to my world, since the last post, A LOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I'm in Jakarta, unemployed, back to boring, nothing to do world. My brother's status is married, with wife. My room is messy with a lot of stuff hanging around. Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's begin one post at the time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-699198216302163231?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/699198216302163231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/050211.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/699198216302163231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/699198216302163231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2011/02/050211.html' title='05.02.11'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TUzDGrd4ywI/AAAAAAAABCI/sepa-G8eznI/s72-c/Picture0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8844002697704048093</id><published>2010-11-11T12:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:52:18.849+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Happy Pepero Day / Pocky Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TNuD0Xp01iI/AAAAAAAABBI/XpA-vE79cFk/s1600/multipocky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TNuD0Xp01iI/AAAAAAAABBI/XpA-vE79cFk/s320/multipocky.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;My teacher told me yesterday that today is "Single Person Day" in China, where all single person give a box of pocky to the one they like. It's similar to Valentine's Day. But actually, it's origin from Korea, it's called Pepero Day. Because the date of 11.11 is similar to Pepero (Korean brand of snack, that similar with Pocky).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;So.. Happy Pocky Day.. everyone.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-8844002697704048093?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8844002697704048093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-pepero-day-pocky-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8844002697704048093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8844002697704048093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-pepero-day-pocky-day.html' title='Happy Pepero Day / Pocky Day!'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TNuD0Xp01iI/AAAAAAAABBI/XpA-vE79cFk/s72-c/multipocky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6378496691002307032</id><published>2010-10-28T17:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T17:29:44.123+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chester'/><title type='text'>R.I.P Chester Husky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TMlOkzvEqoI/AAAAAAAABAY/pi04ErwGNNo/s1600/IMG_2077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TMlOkzvEqoI/AAAAAAAABAY/pi04ErwGNNo/s320/IMG_2077.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S1cggqiFU-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/1i5mgwUs87o/s1600/12444_189238582121_549642121_2853110_5105726_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S1cggqiFU-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/1i5mgwUs87o/s320/12444_189238582121_549642121_2853110_5105726_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4VEaqjUxuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/YKG-7TD0RnU/s1600/IMG_0292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4VEaqjUxuI/AAAAAAAAAXA/YKG-7TD0RnU/s320/IMG_0292.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The one that made me really sad, I was not there.. I was in Beijing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Noone at home really care about Chester, unless my brother and me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My brother just arrived in Jakarta and found that Chester was sick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even he sent me the photo that chester was getting infused...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next day, my brother took her to got her blood tested..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And it was too late, and she was gone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just 2 weeks a go, I dream about Chester..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and cant believe, now she was gone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't imagine I will arrive in Jakarta without Chester welcome me home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;T______T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye my lovely dog, &lt;b&gt;Chester Husky&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's almost 9 years, we've been together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will miss you so bad..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; 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Demonstration'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4011345501986690649</id><published>2010-10-03T12:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T12:41:25.224+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><title type='text'>Shopping as Investment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TKgRxQKziJI/AAAAAAAAA6k/M4_gjDqIKcw/s1600/sales.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TKgRxQKziJI/AAAAAAAAA6k/M4_gjDqIKcw/s320/sales.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;China is on it's holiday time right now, from October 1th to 7th, Independence Day. It's the main holiday of China, so many shops have their sale time. And it just dry my money fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's Fall now. And all stores are having sale for their fall/winter collection. It's still early fall, so the weather is chilling and the wind is blowing slowly. I'm spend my money for all winter clothes. I'm afraid of Beijing's winter, I heard it can reach minus 20 degree&amp;nbsp;Celsius. And I was born and live all my life in Tropical Climate of Indonesia. So, yeah, I'm afraid of Winter..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I bought the all my soon-winter clothes while it's on sale. Money's gone, and my wardrobe are&amp;nbsp;filled&amp;nbsp;with all warm clothes that I cannot wear today. These is what I called shopping investment, that remind me of movie "Confession of Shopaholic", where the main character write the article about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, I&amp;nbsp;discussed&amp;nbsp;it with Mr. Google, and I found these article on internet,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reluctantstylista.com/article/shopping-investment-pieces" style="border-top-color: rgb(102, 102, 102); border-top-style: dotted; border-top-width: 1px; clear: both; color: #7f7f7f; display: inline !important; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 15px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;A Guide to Shopping for Investment Pieces&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tips for shopping is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always bring friends as shopping-buddy. It's important because you can ask for advice and opinion, and also to remind you not to over shopping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring enough money to buy what you need and want. Leave that card at home, so you won't over shopping.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waiting for the special price. If there are holiday near, just wait for the special price promotion. Sometime, shops also give you special promotion price when before the season period, after season period.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think if you need it, do you have the same type/colour, could you mix-match easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;便宜没好货，好货不便宜。It's&amp;nbsp;Chinese&amp;nbsp;idiom for "Cheap Stuff not Good, Good Stuff not Cheap."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-4011345501986690649?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4011345501986690649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/10/shopping-as-investment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4011345501986690649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4011345501986690649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/10/shopping-as-investment.html' title='Shopping as Investment'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TKgRxQKziJI/AAAAAAAAA6k/M4_gjDqIKcw/s72-c/sales.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4690654255833579716</id><published>2010-09-26T15:41:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T15:43:08.658+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><title type='text'>Cash Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TJ8DseqtjXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/ezLYFLPwhD4/s1600/20091208182027873639_800_0.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TJ8DseqtjXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/ezLYFLPwhD4/s320/20091208182027873639_800_0.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After the money accident that my parents forgot to send me money, and I need to live my own with the money left in my pocket. I've got serious lessons. To save money. &amp;gt;__&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My parents are never complaint about how much money I spend, they always send me enough money for me.When I was in college, they give me money weekly basis. While I was at home, I just ask if I want to go. While I'm away at China like these, they will keep my bank account filled with enough money to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I'm lucky to have parents like them. Thanks to God. I'm not the kind of persons that spend money on branded items. Sometime I can lose control too, buy many things which I regret later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Live in China has taught me well about money, when I lose some money, or when I need to live my whole week with money left in my pocket. So I bought myself a cash book(exactly the same as picture above), and write everything I spent on it. Just the first week, it's already open my eyes how much money I spent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week, when I just found out my parents forgot to send me money, and they went travelling. I can live a whole week with only 300 RMB for food and even I have enough money to buy boots. But the next week, after my parent send me money, the money seems like flying around easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So now I start to learn to save money. By budgeting and stuff, I hope it will work. Also, I want to start by cooking my own meal, instead of dining out, to save money and avoid fat of course. I hope on 2011, I will start earning on my own, so my parents can relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-4690654255833579716?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4690654255833579716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/cash-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4690654255833579716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4690654255833579716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/cash-book.html' title='Cash Book'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TJ8DseqtjXI/AAAAAAAAA6U/ezLYFLPwhD4/s72-c/20091208182027873639_800_0.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4215473732228611589</id><published>2010-09-18T09:39:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T15:42:07.562+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabin Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Turning 23.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TJQe9pVBYJI/AAAAAAAAA6E/DMw-hir1oL0/s1600/60968_471582369873_513174873_6505132_4350243_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TJQe9pVBYJI/AAAAAAAAA6E/DMw-hir1oL0/s320/60968_471582369873_513174873_6505132_4350243_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So many things happened on the day before and on my birthday. Starting from the day before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sept 16th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have my placement test today, I didn't study at all on my summer holiday, just review a little before going to try the test. And it was so hardd!! Many hanzi I can't read and understand. It's so different with the B class placement test. So I give up, and said to the teacher, that the test is so hard and I'm so right to be placed at C1, without upgrade or downgrade class. After placement test, me and friends gathered in front of building, and talk about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We have lunch on korean restaurant, my korean friend select what dish we want. Then, we went back to my friend's dorm and talk about the trip we want to took on the 3 days holiday next week. The strange about china's holiday, if you have holiday in the middle of the week, let's say on wednesday-friday, they will move the active day on the weekends, so I have class on sunday. While in Indonesia, they move the holiday to the weekend, and we still have go to class on wednesday and thursday, and we have long weekend instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I will have class on sunday, and the next weekend also, because China have two holiday coming nearby, the Moon Cake Festival and National Holiday. After discuss it, my friend asked me to have dinner together with the new students. Since I don't live on the same building, I want to go home first. But it started raining, so I stayed on my friend's dorm. I know I feel my body is not delicious ( Indonesian term for feeling unwell ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And just half hour before the appointment, I felt really sick and want to throw up. I decided to go home and rest. I throw up all my lunch, and felt really nausea, and sleep. On 10 pm, somebody called me but I don't recognize the number, so I mute my phone and keep sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sept 17th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Right on 00:00, someone knock my door. I know, it must be my friends, because my room was located really strategic with 3 of my friends. They throw me surprise party with chocolate cake, and saw the 23 candle on cake just made me feel old. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After birthday wishes, cut, eat cakes. photo, they throw the cake on top of my face, and get away. One of them went to my room, BIG MISTAKE, and we keep play tag. Cakes everywhere, on bed, lamp, hallway, wallpaper.. Hahaha.. Take shower on the middle of the night!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TJQi-169XwI/AAAAAAAAA6M/52gUydqTrFQ/s1600/419DZtCkEXL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TJQi-169XwI/AAAAAAAAA6M/52gUydqTrFQ/s320/419DZtCkEXL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got my first birthday gift, from my brother. I told him to find the specific book, since I read the publisher from UK. The author is the same who wrote the "How to Become Emirates Cabin Crew".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night, he told me that he got the book. I will see the book on Jan, when I go back to Jakarta. And I really can't wait..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even I didn't feel really well, and stayed on the bed all day. My friends from Jakarta give me the second surprise via skype. My friend, Norita, made me cake with shape of mushroom and my name. (the photo above).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;mysterious&amp;nbsp;phone class last night were them. They call me and want to give me surprise, but they forgot the beijing time zone. They guess it was 2 hours different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last surprise, it came from my close friend in Beijing. She forgot my birthday, my friends called her last night, and she was already asleep. She throw surprise birthday party on her dorm room, since it was not on the same building with mine. I don't feel really well, and the weather is so freaking cold ( Imagine, on 15th we still can wear short, but on 17th, everybody wear jacket !!). So I kept rejecting her invitation to have dinner together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was really obvious! She begging me to accompany her, and then, her korean friend called me and said that he and his girlfriend want to throw party, and invite me to come. After failed, and I keep denied the request, he told me everything. Hahaha.. So, I went there on windy cold night. Got my 2nd birthday present, silver bracelet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I felt so&amp;nbsp;blessed.. It is&amp;nbsp;unforgettable&amp;nbsp;birthday bash ever. When I don't feel really well, and my friends made me 3 birthday cakes. I wish on my next birthday I'll be on where I wish to be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-4215473732228611589?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4215473732228611589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/turning-23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4215473732228611589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4215473732228611589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/turning-23.html' title='Turning 23.'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TJQe9pVBYJI/AAAAAAAAA6E/DMw-hir1oL0/s72-c/60968_471582369873_513174873_6505132_4350243_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-398627580182537763</id><published>2010-09-08T21:37:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:43:37.203+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Series'/><title type='text'>Bread, Love and Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TIealJRSIhI/AAAAAAAAAxg/eYzeni-uztQ/s1600/Bread-Love-and-Dreams-banner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TIealJRSIhI/AAAAAAAAAxg/eYzeni-uztQ/s400/Bread-Love-and-Dreams-banner.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These is the korean drama I've been hooked to, for weeks.. Watching on&amp;nbsp;Wednesday&amp;nbsp;and Thursday on KBS. The story is like any other drama, about family,&amp;nbsp;illegitimate&amp;nbsp;child, rich father, obsessed wife, love-hunger child, first love and baker world between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other name of the drama is &lt;b&gt;King of Baking, Kim Tak-Goo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Korea, having a boy in family is a must for every wife. When a wife can't have boy, sometimes, the husband is allowed to sleep with another woman, until the first boy is born. Director Goo was having an affair with his maid, Kim Mi-Sun. From the beginning, Director Goo's wife is already warned that before she gave birth a boy, his husband will received his boy from another woman. From the same person, she was also warned that she will never have a boy, not from his husband, but she will, with another man. So she having affair (also) with her husband's right hand man, Mr. Han, and she tried her hardest to get rid of his husband's illegitimate boy to be born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Later, the boy was born and given name, Tak-Goo, the name was chosen by Director Goo. Kim Mi-Sun left the house and living with her child to avoid Director Goo's wife. But later, she was fed up of being threatened by Mr.Han, showed up at Director Goo's house and gave him, his only boy, Tak-Goo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tak-Goo living in his father's house, separated with his mother. He also face his younger brother, Go Ma-Jun, who is spoiled kid who hungry with his father love. Ma-Jun hate Tak-Goo, simply because his father love him more and Tak-Goo has natural talent that he doesn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TIefNM-C9OI/AAAAAAAAAxo/hKYIfvVQoLo/s1600/tn_BakerKingKimTakGu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TIefNM-C9OI/AAAAAAAAAxo/hKYIfvVQoLo/s200/tn_BakerKingKimTakGu.jpg" width="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tak-Goo also have his first love, Yu-Gyeong, who got beaten by his own father, and learn to live by her own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The story goes on, until they grow up, when they all three meet and live by their fate. Tak-Goo tries to find his mother. Ma-Jun still tries to seek his father love, and beat Tak-Goo in everything. Yu-Gyeong, growth as an ambitious woman. Director Goo kept trying to finds his child, Tak-Goo, who he said his special child. And new &amp;nbsp; character, Mi-Sun, who is just innocent girl, who fall for Ma-Jun and a good friend of Tak-Goo. While Ma-Jun and Tak-Goo, both fall for Yu-Gyeong, who really like Tak-Goo, but using Ma-Jun for her ambition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;____________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really can't get enough with these drama. I know the drama using ordinary plot, but still, I am hooked up really bad with these drama. The total episodes is &amp;nbsp;30, can't wait to watch it all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For more information, &lt;a href="http://www.dramacrazy.net/korean-drama/king-of-baking-kim-tak-goo/"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-398627580182537763?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/398627580182537763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/bread-love-and-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/398627580182537763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/398627580182537763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/bread-love-and-dream.html' title='Bread, Love and Dream'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TIealJRSIhI/AAAAAAAAAxg/eYzeni-uztQ/s72-c/Bread-Love-and-Dreams-banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-2384035972052486162</id><published>2010-09-07T17:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:39:53.790+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garuda Indonesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><title type='text'>Back in Beijing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TIYCNhseyyI/AAAAAAAAAv4/HB7ZodSPGIg/s1600/IMG_2181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TIYCNhseyyI/AAAAAAAAAv4/HB7ZodSPGIg/s320/IMG_2181.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back in Beijing.. With nice weather, new friends, new experiences, and new challenges.&amp;nbsp;Not using chinese for one and half months make me like a beginner again, don't know what to say, etc..&amp;nbsp;And with these 2 weeks I had, I'm going to review my chinese before take the placement test. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Garuda Experiences&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bJ-7rFlunVM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bJ-7rFlunVM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;These is the first time I fly with Garuda Indonesia in international destination, the last time I ride Garuda is from Jakarta to Solo, my parents's hometown on domestic flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I just can say, "Wow!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, we can watch movies, hear songs, or playing games on the tv screen in front of our seats. I watched two movies, Shrek 4 and Ocean 13. GA have many selections of movies, from the new one, Local, until Blockbuster, from Hollywood Movies, Chinese, Japanese until French one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My only complaint about my journey is the weather, that made the flight a little bumpy. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-2384035972052486162?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/2384035972052486162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-in-beijing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2384035972052486162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2384035972052486162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-in-beijing.html' title='Back in Beijing'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TIYCNhseyyI/AAAAAAAAAv4/HB7ZodSPGIg/s72-c/IMG_2181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8580951234845308389</id><published>2010-09-01T00:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T00:32:54.131+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesia'/><title type='text'>My Country, Indonesia..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As alumni of Hospitality Management Students, it is my job to promote Indonesia, my country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love Indonesia, as I born and live my entire life here. There are bitter sweet things about Indonesia, the country, the people, the culture, all about it. But, that don't change the fact that Indonesia is the richest country in the world, talk about the culture, and the natural resources.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My hope is the government will learn to access and manage the resources our country had, the best they can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The video of Indonesia :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIWGq9XGaro?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YIWGq9XGaro?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rKdyxazO6pg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rKdyxazO6pg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't forget to click these link.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indonesia.travel/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free counters" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THiCMERqZbI/AAAAAAAAAtw/snsNTWXKXK8/S290/viy-black-font2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8580951234845308389?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8580951234845308389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-country-indonesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8580951234845308389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8580951234845308389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-country-indonesia.html' title='My Country, Indonesia..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THiCMERqZbI/AAAAAAAAAtw/snsNTWXKXK8/s72-c/viy-black-font2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-1123852957280595791</id><published>2010-08-31T22:59:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:56:35.184+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Collection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesia'/><title type='text'>I Love ... shirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0jfAzlwjI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Y3xqLFWqr_c/s1600/IMG_2157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0jfAzlwjI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Y3xqLFWqr_c/s400/IMG_2157.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know since when I decided to start collecting these kind of shirts.. I'm not planning, it just kinda happen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first one is BALI, I bought it while I had my job training there. And the next one, I asked my brother to bring me the London one ( he studies there ), and next one is Sydney, again from my first brother (since he was studied there ), and then of course Beijing and Xian, the last one is my country, RI..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I picked the red one, because it's stand out from the others, and with my country's symbol as the love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I bought it from &lt;a href="http://hiduplahindonesiaraya.com/"&gt;Rep.Insula&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope my dream to travel the world will add my collection.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-1123852957280595791?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/1123852957280595791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-shirts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1123852957280595791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1123852957280595791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-shirts.html' title='I Love ... shirts'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0jfAzlwjI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Y3xqLFWqr_c/s72-c/IMG_2157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-142458310422205543</id><published>2010-08-27T11:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T11:35:50.765+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Rabbit and Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am the third and last child in the family, and also the only daughter. I have two older brothers, the first one is six years apart, and the 2nd is 4 years apart. I don't have sisters and little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THc-C0olirI/AAAAAAAAAtY/GSXmWoY_No0/s1600/fam1_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THc-C0olirI/AAAAAAAAAtY/GSXmWoY_No0/s320/fam1_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The&lt;b&gt; good things&lt;/b&gt; having older brother : well you can really rely on them, like getting pick up, they will give advice about boys or anything, defend you.. everything.. if something happened to me *knock on woods*, maybe the first person I will call is my 2nd brother.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The &lt;b&gt;bad things&lt;/b&gt; only having older brother : I dont have sisters, it means I cant get have heart-to-heart sisters thing, I'm tomboy since I was child, like playing video games, don't like to wear girly things, even right now my brothers both really critics my style, they encourage me to wear more girly stuff, but well because of them, I wear clothes like these.. Hahaha.. I have all old my brother's stuff ( and they still criticize me ), like old jacket, book, bags, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My 1st brother, aka &lt;b&gt;Chicken&lt;/b&gt;, (his chinese zodiac) : he do what he wants to do, he said what he wants to said, he never take care of things, sport maniac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My 2nd brother, aka &lt;b&gt;Pig&lt;/b&gt;, (his Chinese Zodiac) ; he is shy, a bit of introvert, talented artist, the golden boy of the family ( my thought ), ambitious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me，aka&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Rabbit&lt;/b&gt;, (my Chinese Zodiac )&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THc8WlQMKpI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZATrNq1Dp20/s1600/business-service-cny3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THc8WlQMKpI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZATrNq1Dp20/s320/business-service-cny3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rabbit &amp;amp; Chicken&lt;/b&gt;, from the Chinese Zodiac, you can say, we are not get along ( 6 years apart ). When we was little, we fought almost every day. My Dad said, if I'm not cry, my brother didn't feel satisfied. I call him as my "Rodrick" (from the book "Diary of Wimpy Kid"), because he has the same characteristic with the Rodrick on the book ( the image also the same ). But not of all our relationships are hate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After we grown up, sometimes he shared things to me, about the girl he used to date, or like with your friends, playing "what score is she?" He can be really nice to me, advice me how to protect my self, etc. And I can see, he really cares about his girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rabbit &amp;amp; Pig&lt;/b&gt;, from the Chinese Zodiac, we get along pretty much ( 4 years apart ). He is my closest brother. He is good, friendly, and not like my 1st brother at all. They really opposite of each other. His car never got scratched at all, his&amp;nbsp;hand-phone&amp;nbsp;still like new after 2 years. He really can take care of his things, and my 1st brother.. don't ask me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can talk everything in my mind, from the simply question til the crazy thought, he answer wisely, not judging like others. From little, we can see how talented is he, by winning competition. We have all his awards from the simple drawing when he was little and now the architecture competition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have two brothers who really opposite of each other, while me.. Hmm.. I think I'm the combination of both.&amp;nbsp;But, after all, we, three siblings have the same characteristics,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Phlegmatic&amp;nbsp;Melancholics&lt;/b&gt;. And related by look and blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-142458310422205543?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/142458310422205543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/rabbit-and-chicken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/142458310422205543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/142458310422205543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/rabbit-and-chicken.html' title='Rabbit and Chicken'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THc-C0olirI/AAAAAAAAAtY/GSXmWoY_No0/s72-c/fam1_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-905416211438854092</id><published>2010-08-25T01:39:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T02:22:35.914+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Dear a friend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THQavVqHCNI/AAAAAAAAArY/WaCd9AisPGc/s1600/m175good-friends-are-like-stars-pos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THQavVqHCNI/AAAAAAAAArY/WaCd9AisPGc/s320/m175good-friends-are-like-stars-pos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I have a friend, who was my housemate when I was in College..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;She was my elementary school friend, and we met again when we took university placement test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;We greet each other, and didn't believe if we choose the same major, and so we decided to live together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We lived together for 2 years, did assignment together, hangout, everything.. until job training, when I moved to Bali, and she stayed in Jakarta. Even then, we still spent sometime to call and have heart-to-heart stories to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After Bali, I came back to Jakarta. And we just separated so much, after I move out and decided to stay in another place. Just because I became closer to classmates whom I went to Bali with, it doesn't meant we can't be friends&amp;nbsp;any more. I'm so&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;when someone told me, that she thought I was moving away from her, that I just want to be with my "Bali" friends. It's not true!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So these blog post specially for her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear a friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now, you are so far away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't reach you, noone can't reach you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone always ask me the same question, "Where is C? How is she doing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I always answer the same, "I don't know."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day, we went to your house, but noone was there, so we left you a message, thought you missing our number. But we never got any answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I wanted to called you on your birthday, you reject my call, and then turn off your phone, like you don't want to be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just wanted you to know, how are you? What are you doing?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss youuu, We really miss you... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope you read thesee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wanted to meet you..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just remember, we are friends, we're not going to judge you..&lt;br /&gt;We knew that you already through a lot in your difficult time then..&lt;br /&gt;We understand, but why you just&amp;nbsp;disappeared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I told you before, if you have a problem, just ask and we will help you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These letter represent not just me, but everyone who also asked me where were you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We miss you, C...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THQRifVy-NI/AAAAAAAAArI/Y0P2bDKi-E4/s1600/0_350474218l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THQRifVy-NI/AAAAAAAAArI/Y0P2bDKi-E4/s320/0_350474218l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-905416211438854092?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/905416211438854092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/905416211438854092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/905416211438854092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-friend.html' title='Dear a friend..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/THQavVqHCNI/AAAAAAAAArY/WaCd9AisPGc/s72-c/m175good-friends-are-like-stars-pos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-2773750467652707012</id><published>2010-08-20T16:30:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:32:55.777+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Brother's Next Step</title><content type='html'>I really want my own niece and nephew...!! That's what I'm dreaming... to be an aunt..&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am an aunt already from my cousin's children, but still have niece/nephew from your own siblings is so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have friend who crazy in love with her nephews, she even buy many things just for her nephews, and then last year her sister gave birth to her first niece.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not just her, many my friends last year got their own niece/nephews. Their brothers or sisters all had their first children on the same year. And me looking my brother, ask him, when he will get married? ( At that time, still single ) He said to me, that my cousin who is 30 something and still not married, enjoying him self, so why he still at 20 something need to get married fast. He even said to me that if my 2nd brother want to get married first, please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TG5Kzl8PkcI/AAAAAAAAArA/QUvfWmNcW8g/s1600/wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TG5Kzl8PkcI/AAAAAAAAArA/QUvfWmNcW8g/s320/wedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before going to Beijing, I heard my brother want to propose his new girlfriend. And in Beijing, I heard he did it. But, I still didn't hear the wedding plan. Because my mom once told me that he just proposed his girlfriend, married later or now is just see what the future brings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And now, I see he and his&amp;nbsp;fiancée&amp;nbsp;busy choosing and planning their wedding. And hearing from my brother, about choosing the path on their decoration, is simply give me goosebumps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I mean, my brother, is type of person that "messy".. :D Hahaha, he is the real boy, with addiction of sports, love eating, not tidy, leave mess everywhere, and do whatever he wants to do. And hearing him choose flower path, just made me throw up on my mouth a little bit.. Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, congratulation brother!! Can't wait for your wedding day, when I said goodbye to you staying at my house, and hello freedom, where we don't need to fight again over my room, dvd player, and car!! And please give Mom and Dad's first grandchild fast!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-2773750467652707012?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/2773750467652707012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/brothers-next-step.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2773750467652707012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2773750467652707012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/brothers-next-step.html' title='Brother&apos;s Next Step'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TG5Kzl8PkcI/AAAAAAAAArA/QUvfWmNcW8g/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4406975549110346335</id><published>2010-08-13T21:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T21:11:50.154+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Show'/><title type='text'>Air Crash Investigation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TGVErJ6DBOI/AAAAAAAAAq4/GUf_QoLZIx0/s1600/33js7q8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TGVErJ6DBOI/AAAAAAAAAq4/GUf_QoLZIx0/s320/33js7q8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever watched it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My family, usually have dinner together after my parents back from work. The time was about 6 pm - 7 pm. Before, my Mom always watched the Indonesian Drama ( I don't like it ), but right now, because my first brother also worked with them, we watch these instead. &lt;b&gt;Air Crash Investigation.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I already know and watched these shows back in high school, I even told my friend about it. The shows &amp;nbsp;are about the investigation of airplane's crash, what really happened, what cause it, how they investigates it, and also the impact. It's amazing how just one factor can impact the big plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the episodes that I will never forget is the &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2002_%C3%9Cberlingen_mid-air_collision"&gt;Deadly Crossroads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, when 2 planes crashed in the sky. One of the planes was commercial plane where 45 of 60 passengers were school children having school trip then. Another plans was DHL plane.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The cause was the air traffic controller failed to keep the safe distance, and he was working alone on two work stations at that time.&amp;nbsp;And also the pilot more believe the Air Traffic Control than TCAS (Traffic Collision Avoidance System) system on the plane. The TCAS system stated the first plane to climb, n other to descend, ( if both of them followed the TCAS system, the crash can be avoided), but one of the pilot decide to follow what Air Traffic Control Officer ( who just seconds before the impact, realized ) told the pilot to descend. The result was both plane was going down and crashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sad was the eyewitness stated that they can see small body falling from the sky. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you watched it almost everyday like me, you can see how small mistakes can impact the accident and how the accident really impact the family who loss their family member on the accident. Like the above case, it was said that the Air Traffic Officer who on duty that night later was killed by one of the passengers's father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another small mistakes, like the screw on the window. The mechanic replace the wrong screw on the pilot's window, the impact was the window suddenly blows out and the captain was sucked through hole luckily the cabin crew catch the captain's leg and the first officer flies the airplane for emergency landing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Am I not afraid watching all these? A lil bit.. Like I said to my father when he asked if I am not afraid to air crash, "Well, our life is in God's hands, whatever happened is happened."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-4406975549110346335?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4406975549110346335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/air-crash-investigation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4406975549110346335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4406975549110346335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/air-crash-investigation.html' title='Air Crash Investigation'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TGVErJ6DBOI/AAAAAAAAAq4/GUf_QoLZIx0/s72-c/33js7q8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4240031069450710553</id><published>2010-08-13T20:05:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T20:07:45.771+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>unemployed me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What did i plan to do while in Jakarta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;playing with my friends&lt;/b&gt; : once a week, because most of my friends are working now, even on the weekends, they are busy. -.-a&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;diet&lt;/b&gt; : lazyass and potato couch like me.. -.-a&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;eat indonesian food as much as i can&lt;/b&gt; : noo comment.. hahaha..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so instead, it's seems back to the past. all I do all day is staring at the PC, if in the past I made blog post, today I'm playing &lt;b&gt;the Sims 3&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TGU9wC1HdwI/AAAAAAAAAqo/AnNkCIm_SKc/s1600/sims3cover1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TGU9wC1HdwI/AAAAAAAAAqo/AnNkCIm_SKc/s320/sims3cover1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I already played these games since the first generation, &lt;b&gt;the Sims&lt;/b&gt;. Why I addicted to these games? Maybe because simply I am a girl, it's like playing with your barbie. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And because of the new PC, I can install and play the games without any difficulties. I also install the expansion pack, the World Adventure and the Ambition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am a gamer, simply because I have two brothers growing up. If I love and play games too much, just blame them, especially my second brother. Hahaha..because he was the one that introduce me to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also bought another game, to fulfill my day. And now, I'm waiting my friend, Kelly go back from US. We will have 10 days to hang out before I'm going back to Beijing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ready or not ready to work.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's the questions everyone asked me to, "After Beijing, what's your plan? Working?" and right now, I simply answer "I don't know, let the world decide. Let it flow!" I know I'm ready in my qualification, but in mind, I'm not ready. I heard one of my college friends are already married now, she is 2 years younger than me, it means she is 21 years old. And from the college, I can see she is not the type of person that need to work her ass to live, she is rich and a little bit spoiled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If life is that simple, even in my mind from one second, if I have a successful boyfriend, maybe married is the easiest answer. * I can hear all my friends shouted at me*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TGVCka7es1I/AAAAAAAAAqw/fDM2TXcuYug/s1600/What%27s-the-next-step2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TGVCka7es1I/AAAAAAAAAqw/fDM2TXcuYug/s320/What%27s-the-next-step2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey! Everyone have their own plan. You can see from your surroundings. One of my friends, never work for too long, I hear her parents didn't push her to work, I think she is waiting for the right husband-to-be. Another one, working while doing some small business aside. There also the one that have been decided to continue their family business. Or like me, dream big, even she knows her family never approved it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can see from my friends in Beijing, who already finish their one year plan to study Chinese, they were all thinking.. "After these, working.. simply can't avoid it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And if I remember my age, OMG.. the time has flown by really fast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-4240031069450710553?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4240031069450710553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/unemployed-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4240031069450710553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4240031069450710553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/08/unemployed-me.html' title='unemployed me..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TGU9wC1HdwI/AAAAAAAAAqo/AnNkCIm_SKc/s72-c/sims3cover1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-1434385951843465488</id><published>2010-07-25T16:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T21:15:41.676+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jakarta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Summer Holiday in Jakarta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quick Update from Jakarta..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yape, right now.. I'm in Jakarta.. Holiday for one half month in Jakarta before going back and learn more chinese in Beijing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately, I don't have internet connection in here.. Since my brother disconnect the connection.. So I post these blog post from my iphone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I'm going to do while in Jakarta? I plan to hang out with my friends, lose weight or just eat as many Indonesian Foods as I can.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-1434385951843465488?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/1434385951843465488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-holiday-in-jakarta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1434385951843465488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1434385951843465488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-holiday-in-jakarta.html' title='Summer Holiday in Jakarta'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6065503402021756098</id><published>2010-07-09T00:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T00:42:45.781+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLCU'/><title type='text'>July 08th</title><content type='html'>A lot happened on these day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Germany lost.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDYLx3rqXUI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/PKo5Y5n5BE0/s1600/IMG_1370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDYLx3rqXUI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/PKo5Y5n5BE0/s320/IMG_1370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Coke Glass, Pepsi "World Cup", and My TV..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fifa.com/mm//Photo/Tournament/Competition/01/27/01/65/1270165_FULL-LND.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://www.fifa.com/mm//Photo/Tournament/Competition/01/27/01/65/1270165_FULL-LND.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From : &lt;a href="http://fifa.com/"&gt;FIFA.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe I am like&amp;nbsp;super-fan&amp;nbsp;feel like when their favourites team lose. Like I want to hate Spain all the way, and can't sleep well or think well.. Hahaha.. Or maybe because of my period, then it feels like melancholic side of me take away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Just saw how&amp;nbsp;Germany&amp;nbsp;captain and their coach said that Spain deserves to win.. Well, if they can be supportive, why can't I.. Well, the reason that made me blame Spain, maybe because Germany lost the 2nd time to Spain, and Klose miss the big chances to beat Ronaldo's Record.. Well, Klose still have the 3rd place match to make it true.. And I know he can..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDYNF8F8nAI/AAAAAAAAAqY/65a5n6mM3fY/s1600/IMG_1375.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDYNF8F8nAI/AAAAAAAAAqY/65a5n6mM3fY/s320/IMG_1375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Second, I'm officially graduated from short course of Chinese Language Program at BLCU.. Say Hooraaaaaaaayy....!! We had dinner together, than my classmates decided to go karaoke together. Karaoke with another people from different countries surely interesting, especially with Korean and Japanese. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quick update of what happened yesterday, and now go back to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for Netherlands, I hope they can beat and have my revenges for Spain.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GO ORANGES!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-6065503402021756098?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6065503402021756098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-08th.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6065503402021756098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6065503402021756098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-08th.html' title='July 08th'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDYLx3rqXUI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/PKo5Y5n5BE0/s72-c/IMG_1370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-1856425839401810853</id><published>2010-07-07T23:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:31:12.050+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Timer Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDSm1VVGPXI/AAAAAAAAAqA/zXGOQ-FUrwc/s1600/timer_poster-550x802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDSm1VVGPXI/AAAAAAAAAqA/zXGOQ-FUrwc/s320/timer_poster-550x802.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Just watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;TIMER&lt;/span&gt; movie, and I can&amp;nbsp;guarantee&amp;nbsp;you that the movie is&amp;nbsp;surprisingly&amp;nbsp;different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;To go to the official website, &lt;a href="http://www.timerthemovie.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The story is about the future when there will be an innovation, a timer, which tell you when you will meet your soul mate, with the assuming if your soulmate also have the timer. Oonna already have the timer, but the countdown has not ticking yet, because her "soulmate" doesn't have it attached yet. So what she is doing? Was dating a guy, and ask to get the timer, because she needs the guarantee, that the guy is the one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;While her step sister's timer countdown is already started, but stated that she is going to meet her "soulmate" when she is 43 years old. Oonna become so desperated when she find out that her younger brother, who only 13 years old, got the timer countdown start for 3 more days. She is then started date a younger man, whose timer stated that he is going to meet his soulmate on 4 more months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C4iMWM91cHY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C4iMWM91cHY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It is funny and different. How the timer would control who is your soulmate, when you're going to meet your soulmate, is he the right guy to me.. But how if your timer is not countdown yet, or said that you're going to meet the guy 10 more years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDSrA3oTj2I/AAAAAAAAAqI/sG4OaIRnysY/s1600/tumblr_l513f2LMkY1qbc7pqo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDSrA3oTj2I/AAAAAAAAAqI/sG4OaIRnysY/s320/tumblr_l513f2LMkY1qbc7pqo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The next question, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"Do you believe in soulmate?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you believe there is one person in the world is your match?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Do I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes I do, but sometimes I don't..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;But what I do believe, that we will meet one person and then, falling in love, and make it work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; 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float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8759782922745179089?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8759782922745179089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/07/networked-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8759782922745179089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8759782922745179089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/07/networked-blog.html' title='Networked Blog'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5760510405468825702</id><published>2010-07-04T16:03:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T16:51:59.144+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><title type='text'>周杰伦</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Who is he? He is one of the super multi talented superstar from Taiwan. Really multi talented, he can sings, dances, play musics, writes, acts, directs, and he is also bit magician. And next. he will&amp;nbsp;débuts&amp;nbsp;his international acting&amp;nbsp;career in Hollywood's movie "Green Hornet"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PMA-taGtfXs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PMA-taGtfXs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And just yesterday, I watched his concert, which held in 北京工人体育场. I'm not his fans, but if you live and breathing in Asia, you must have heard one of his songs. It's one of my "must to do while in Beijing" list. When all my friends said they don't interested to watch Jay Chou Concert, I intend to watch it alone, but luckily, I've got friends who also not his fans but want to watch his concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It's the 2nd time I'm watching live concert. After Jason Mraz's solo performance on Java Jazz, Jay Chou's one is surely different. He using many themes, from Future Era, Vampire Lord, until Circus, well all the themes of his albums. And beside in his concert, many other singer guess staring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And what can I said is "Super Fantastic".. Even I don't know half of all the songs he was singing.. Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDBJzm3Lq2I/AAAAAAAAApg/RZR_lNSOptw/s1600/CIMG4795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDBJzm3Lq2I/AAAAAAAAApg/RZR_lNSOptw/s320/CIMG4795.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDBK7Z6uuLI/AAAAAAAAApw/8QabQnagJvI/s1600/CIMG4798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDBK7Z6uuLI/AAAAAAAAApw/8QabQnagJvI/s320/CIMG4798.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;All his fans, from every ages, I saw Children to Old Man.. All watched..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDBLScR7MiI/AAAAAAAAAp4/xwLjdKhM8Qg/s1600/CIMG4832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDBLScR7MiI/AAAAAAAAAp4/xwLjdKhM8Qg/s320/CIMG4832.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I watched him these farrrrrr... And my ticket's prices already 480 RMB. His ticket's prices range from 180 RMB to the most expensives one 1680 RMB. Well with 1680 RMB, you will watched on the below and front area, right in front of him.. Chinese said "便宜没好货，好货不便宜。" or Cheap prize cheap stuff, expensive stuff is expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDBKlo4IE3I/AAAAAAAAApo/0y5ahn_ouTc/s1600/CIMG4818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDBKlo4IE3I/AAAAAAAAApo/0y5ahn_ouTc/s320/CIMG4818.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7gy5v61qMhM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7gy5v61qMhM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the effect.. So there was one big screen on the stage, he was inside of the box in the middle of the screen, up and below the box was just screen, and sometime the box where he was also become screen.. I don't know how to explain it better, just saw the video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5660853951384527379-5760510405468825702?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5760510405468825702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5760510405468825702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5760510405468825702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='周杰伦'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TDBJzm3Lq2I/AAAAAAAAApg/RZR_lNSOptw/s72-c/CIMG4795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-7035577290184174856</id><published>2010-07-01T12:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:26:54.859+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese Language 汉语'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Final Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TCwl_qf6XPI/AAAAAAAAApQ/yaNwrMfU9ns/s1600/Picture0027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TCwl_qf6XPI/AAAAAAAAApQ/yaNwrMfU9ns/s320/Picture0027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;20 weeks has passed so fast, and now here I am, studying for my final test. I learned many new things and have many new experiences, but it's not over yet, because I'm planning to go back and have more fun and learning more next semester. I know, how my age won't slow down, I'm turning 23 next&amp;nbsp;September, it's time to grow old, find a job and found someone to settle down with. And now I'm still thinking I want to &amp;nbsp;be free and do whatever I want.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to studying now, just fast update to welcome July.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-7035577290184174856?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/7035577290184174856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/07/final-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/7035577290184174856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/7035577290184174856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/07/final-test.html' title='Final Test'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TCwl_qf6XPI/AAAAAAAAApQ/yaNwrMfU9ns/s72-c/Picture0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-1426754674144964575</id><published>2010-06-23T20:12:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:15:03.729+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese Language 汉语'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLCU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Study and World Cup Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TCIEWAKoK2I/AAAAAAAAAmY/6joNIGK3uL0/s1600/IMG_0930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TCIEWAKoK2I/AAAAAAAAAmY/6joNIGK3uL0/s320/IMG_0930.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time sure flies so fast, it's already end of June. On July 1st I will begin my final test, actually it's next week. I promise myself to study from Monday, but you know, plan just plan.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't wait for having holiday in Jakarta, and I plan to go back study more on September. I'm not forgetting or give up my dream, but I just let my life flow. Right now, all my friends and me feel like these was the last time of&amp;nbsp;our lives&amp;nbsp;to go free and have fun on our youth time before busy working or start families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I don't like about Beijing? Beside the people who spit everywhere, I said FAT, I'm getting fat like crazy, can see the differences before Beijing and today. I will go on diet in Jakarta, I MUST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why? Eating 3 times a day, eating that delicious and cheap ice creams, and not often having exercises. I dont want to go back fat like I was in high school, please don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TCIGG7va64I/AAAAAAAAAmg/aNn0inCVnPM/s1600/35721_410757922121_549642121_4231100_8089331_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TCIGG7va64I/AAAAAAAAAmg/aNn0inCVnPM/s200/35721_410757922121_549642121_4231100_8089331_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;World Cup Fever?&lt;/b&gt; I love watching World Cup, I'm not a football / soccer fans, if you ask me about the player names, I don't really know many. But I just love world cup. I already follow world cup from 2002 World Cup, and directly I fall in love with Germany Team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And today, the final matches of group D will be aired. I hope Germany will qualified for the next matches.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In BLCU, there is announcement to remind the students to keep study, because the final test is coming. But I know, it just a piece of paper, I don't even care about it. Even today, all my&amp;nbsp;Korean&amp;nbsp;friends didn't attend class, simply because last night was&amp;nbsp;Korean&amp;nbsp;match between South Korea and Nigeria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-1426754674144964575?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/1426754674144964575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/06/study-and-world-cup-fever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1426754674144964575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1426754674144964575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/06/study-and-world-cup-fever.html' title='Study and World Cup Fever'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TCIEWAKoK2I/AAAAAAAAAmY/6joNIGK3uL0/s72-c/IMG_0930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-1125970070854215222</id><published>2010-06-09T14:38:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T15:29:01.009+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Food Temptation in Beijing, part 2 : Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All my friends know, I'm a ice cream lover..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And in Beijing, my "sickness" is became more n more terrible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imagine for the chocolate and vanilla ice cream you can get only for 2 元, or 3000 Indonesian Rupiah, or 30 cent U.S Dollar.. The price of ice creams here, range from 1 元 to 5 元. I'm dying of sweetness here.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA9Drabi5WI/AAAAAAAAAh4/x0uvpUmEL98/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA9Drabi5WI/AAAAAAAAAh4/x0uvpUmEL98/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA9EAZyjJEI/AAAAAAAAAiA/lgYHTfTCSJM/s1600/IMG_0751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA9EAZyjJEI/AAAAAAAAAiA/lgYHTfTCSJM/s320/IMG_0751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cheese&amp;nbsp;Flavour Ice Cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA9EZtp0_DI/AAAAAAAAAiM/OV21o_UK0Ug/s1600/IMG_0766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA9EZtp0_DI/AAAAAAAAAiM/OV21o_UK0Ug/s320/IMG_0766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA9Elymxz3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/crotDE26xD4/s1600/IMG_0866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA9Elymxz3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/crotDE26xD4/s320/IMG_0866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Corn Flavour.. (I KNOW!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-1125970070854215222?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/1125970070854215222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/06/food-temptation-in-beijing-part-2-ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1125970070854215222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/1125970070854215222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/06/food-temptation-in-beijing-part-2-ice.html' title='Food Temptation in Beijing, part 2 : Ice Cream'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA9Drabi5WI/AAAAAAAAAh4/x0uvpUmEL98/s72-c/IMG_0412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-3734113225698696808</id><published>2010-06-09T14:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:29:33.379+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Food Temptation in Beijing, part 1 : Korean Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now, I'm battling with Food, and Food always win... Since in Beijing, I found my new&amp;nbsp;favourite&amp;nbsp;foods, Korean Food.. It's not oily, it's not too spicy, it's not too sweet, it's not that expensive, and it's so good. And where I live right now, many&amp;nbsp;Korean&amp;nbsp;food here, and&amp;nbsp;Korean&amp;nbsp;people too.. Hahaha.. In my class, 6 of 20 classmates, are all&amp;nbsp;Korean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA8_aka_V-I/AAAAAAAAAhY/OJIoLz6Wpx4/s1600/IMG_0753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA8_aka_V-I/AAAAAAAAAhY/OJIoLz6Wpx4/s320/IMG_0753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA8_r2u52kI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pUa0JlEHiC8/s1600/IMG_0768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TA8_r2u52kI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pUa0JlEHiC8/s320/IMG_0768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Picture speaks everything.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TAO9izcMwbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/qKciD0MoeE8/s1600/otw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TAO9izcMwbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/qKciD0MoeE8/s320/otw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;你已踏上了这条通天路，我们一块儿天上去.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You are already step on these road, We're together going to the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I found it in Beijing, and I want to share it to you all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;on the way&lt;/span&gt; up to the sky.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-4206898439862979992?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4206898439862979992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/05/up-to-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4206898439862979992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4206898439862979992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/05/up-to-sky.html' title='Up to the sky..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TAO9izcMwbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/qKciD0MoeE8/s72-c/otw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-3442380878836136325</id><published>2010-05-31T20:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:39:18.599+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been Tagged.. Get to know Each Other..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Create a New Blog Post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your title as "Getting to Know Each Other!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tagged as many people as you like :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Contact the bloggers to let them know they've been tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- 7:00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you like your steak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Medium Well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- How to Train Your Dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- &amp;nbsp;a lot!! HIMYM, and Grey's Antomy are the one I loved right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Jakarta, still..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. What did you have for breakfast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Sponge Cake, Red Bean Bun, and Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite cuisine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Japanese, Korean and Indonesian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What foods do you dislike?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- mushroom and durian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite place to eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Sushi Tei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite dressing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Thousand Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What kind of vehicle do you drive?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- City Car.. :) my QuVee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are your favorite clothes?&lt;br /&gt;- shirt n jeans.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where would you visit if you had the chance? . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- New York..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- half empty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where would you want to retire?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- anywhere where my family are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite time of day?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- 9 PM, alone in my room, sleep and watch movies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where were you born?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; 18. What is your favorite sport to watch?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- soccer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who do you think will not tag you back?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;20. Person you expect to tag you back first?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Bird watcher?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;23. Are you a morning person or a night person?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- i dont have the best mood in the morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- 1 dog, Chester.. Ooops, she is my bro's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;25. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- nope..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;26. What did you want to be when you were little?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Flight Attendant.. -.-;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;27. What is your best childhood memory?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- hmm... travelling the first time, and I went to USA, right before economy collapsed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;28. Are you a cat or dog person?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- dog person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you married?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- not right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;30. Always wear your seat belt?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- yes, when I drive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;31. Been in a car accident?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Thanksfully NEVER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Any pet peeves?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- None i can think right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite Pizza Toppings?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Pepperoni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite Flower?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Rose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;35. Favorite ice cream?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Classic Vanila..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Favorite fast food restaurant?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- all of them.. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;37. How many times did you fail your driver's test?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- not once.. try to do it in Indonesia, you never fail!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. From whom did you get your last email?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- not check my email yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- dont have my own CC yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do anything spontaneous lately?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- yape..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Like your job?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- student or unemployed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;42. Broccoli?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- OK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What was your favorite vacation?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- alll!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Last person you went out to dinner with?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- yesterday, with Silvia, got KFC and went straight to home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;45. What are you listening to right now?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;46. What is your favorite color?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- pink, white..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;47. How many tattoos do you have?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- none..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;48. How many are you tagging for this quiz?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- dunnow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What time did you finish this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;- 21:35 Beijing Time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;50. Coffee drinker?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm tagginggg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://magicnsparkle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Felicia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jenupanddown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jenifer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cingcangkellyng.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've got from &lt;a href="http://islandmissy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charlie&lt;/a&gt;.. Thanxxx.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-3442380878836136325?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/3442380878836136325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-tagged-get-to-know-each-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3442380878836136325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3442380878836136325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-tagged-get-to-know-each-other.html' title='I&apos;ve been Tagged.. Get to know Each Other..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-3529414524664220535</id><published>2010-05-31T20:20:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T15:46:15.749+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lesson'/><title type='text'>Gone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TAO0n6ecqTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/MZLubWWa8oA/s1600/stolen_money_for_botox_derma_blog_apr09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TAO0n6ecqTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/MZLubWWa8oA/s320/stolen_money_for_botox_derma_blog_apr09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm pissed off right now. Because somebody stole my money!! I thought the Housekeeper stole it, because they are the only one come and go into my room. I can't directly accused them, since I have no proof of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The stolen amount is big, I can buy one Blackberry with that money, since I was&amp;nbsp;intend&amp;nbsp;to save the money, and now all the saved money and my money are stolen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;First, I was thinking that I was broke, because I want to save money for Jay Chou Concert and travelling with my friends, and on sunday I check my money, and it just left 500 kuai..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;16th May, I took it some money from the ATM and put in my room, and I know I'm already saved about 500 yuan..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;25th May, the last time I took the money from the pocket, I took some money and put in my wallet, I still remember the money inside still a lot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;30th May, I just realized my money was all gone..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know what to do, because it's my fault to put it in my room, also my fault that I never write the cash in and out, and my fault that I'm so late to realize it. Now, I'm trying the best learning to let it go. I'm so sad because all it's my parent's hard work money, and my mom always reminds me to keep my money safe in somewhere. And today, I've got my lessons..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-3529414524664220535?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/3529414524664220535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/05/gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3529414524664220535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/3529414524664220535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/05/gone.html' title='Gone..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TAO0n6ecqTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/MZLubWWa8oA/s72-c/stolen_money_for_botox_derma_blog_apr09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6240608280325394486</id><published>2010-05-09T20:14:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:18:20.037+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabin Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore Airlines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>SUMMER TIME!!</title><content type='html'>After long time not updating, hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I want to spread many news and stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, I want to said &lt;b&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/b&gt; for my dear friend, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/BulanJunita"&gt;Bulan&lt;/a&gt;, who passed SQ Recruitment in Jakarta, I can't believe now I have my friend who lived her dream (and also my dream).. And &lt;a href="http://magicnsparkle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Felicia&lt;/a&gt;, who also got her dream job, working in magazine.. Congrats Girls.. I'm so proud of you, I hope in the future I can also&amp;nbsp;fulfil&amp;nbsp;my dream..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And 2nd, summer here in Beijing, time to throw all the winter clothes, then prepare all the short you can get..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S-a0WMy0wKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/_t66B14jhis/s1600/IMG_0887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S-a0WMy0wKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/_t66B14jhis/s320/IMG_0887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;See the clear sky, the green, ooh summer here..!! Thanks God, after all that freezing time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last update, FAT!!! Yes Summer here, but then I realized I gained too much fat.. When I start to wear some short, my fat belly looked like want to throw up.. Oh Gosh!! Start buying running shoes and running, kick that snack and junk food goodbye.. I hope I can get my weight back.. Beijing you made me fat.. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-6240608280325394486?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6240608280325394486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6240608280325394486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6240608280325394486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-time.html' title='SUMMER TIME!!'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S-a0WMy0wKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/_t66B14jhis/s72-c/IMG_0887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5733269863221520372</id><published>2010-04-24T15:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T15:28:00.724+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip'/><title type='text'>Welcome Back Roller Coaster..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I have my broken shoulder, I never have touched Roller Coaster&amp;nbsp;any more, because I'm afraid of it. Nope, my broken shoulder from gymnastic accident, not because I ride the roller coaster. Why I'm afraid? Because when you ride Roller Coaster, you hanged on with the safety belt on your shoulder, you know what I mean..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I'm in China, and hanging out in Happy Valley, I was dared to try the roller coaster, and I try, because it's been so freaking long, it's been 6-7 years, I know I can do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S9KpLLzTYZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/C4cHFteqn8g/s1600/IMG_0779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S9KpLLzTYZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/C4cHFteqn8g/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S9KqHYNRIJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ky6u2chPbeE/s1600/IMG_0780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S9KqHYNRIJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ky6u2chPbeE/s320/IMG_0780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S9KpxBbGQfI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ZNwvC9CYXBE/s1600/IMG_0786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S9KpxBbGQfI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ZNwvC9CYXBE/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S9KqYgUCibI/AAAAAAAAAew/qvwZF_rAZx4/s1600/IMG_0787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S9KqYgUCibI/AAAAAAAAAew/qvwZF_rAZx4/s320/IMG_0787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's not that Tempting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I ride 2 roller coaster yesterday, First was the Yellow one, it was good but kinda dizzy and it's quite fast.. The best one is the 2nd one, you feel like Superman, flying, see how your head was facing the earth, the best feeling ever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I can say that I'm not afraid ride roller coaster anymore.. Broken Shoulder just history, no more reason why I cant take that ride.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Where is it? &lt;b&gt;Happy Valley, Beijing&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-5733269863221520372?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5733269863221520372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-back-roller-coaster.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5733269863221520372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5733269863221520372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-back-roller-coaster.html' title='Welcome Back Roller Coaster..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S9KpLLzTYZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/C4cHFteqn8g/s72-c/IMG_0779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-8409707405483407905</id><published>2010-04-20T21:41:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:43:04.383+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China 中国'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>China Version of Me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not because I forgot about these blog or I don't know what to write about, but my time was filled with a lot of homework, go around Beijing, and partying.. hahaha..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for Beijing, I've got new friend, new experiences, new habits, new favourites, new skills, new knowledge.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Habits : Drinking Hot Tea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S827w8c_jGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nT3uaT4I1S4/s1600/IMG_0584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S827w8c_jGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nT3uaT4I1S4/s320/IMG_0584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was the one who always drink Ice Tea, especially Ice Sweet Tea, now I'm used to drink Hot Tea everyday, I felt so wrong not to drink one a day, because of the food, the Chinese food here is so oily, I need tea to wash it from my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From the picture, I know it's not that good to have the tea bag in your cup, I want to use all of my tea bag, then buy the tea leaves, and drink it, like the Chinese people do. :) and I already bought my tea bottle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Favourite : Strawberry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S828jUOBUXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/TBRK0xO6XPQ/s1600/IMG_0694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S828jUOBUXI/AAAAAAAAAeA/TBRK0xO6XPQ/s320/IMG_0694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love strawberry hereee... So sweet, not like in Indonesia, which is sour. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p.s : This is my updated news, well I much love to blog more in my Beijing Blog. See ya there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-8409707405483407905?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/8409707405483407905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/04/china-version-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8409707405483407905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/8409707405483407905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/04/china-version-of-me.html' title='China Version of Me..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S827w8c_jGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nT3uaT4I1S4/s72-c/IMG_0584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-7184278163086984926</id><published>2010-04-03T17:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T17:07:02.566+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Online Game Addiction</title><content type='html'>Have you heard recently news from South Korea, there are couple who being charged for their game addiction that led to their daughter's deaths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read more from : &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2010/WORLD/asiapcf/04/01/korea.parents.starved.baby/index.html"&gt;CNN.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The short story:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-- A South Korean couple whose three-month-old daughter died of malnutrition while they were raising a virtual child in an online game pleaded guilty to negligent homicide on Friday.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;What kind of parent are you? Leaving your real baby died while raising your virtual daughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had those time, when my brain and life just involved in online gaming, when I was in High School. Just back for online gaming in college, but now I can control it. What made online game interesting? I think because we can be whoever we want in virtual world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7cOvF9DR3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/C7PTP7RcVJg/s1600/internet_addict.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7cOvF9DR3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/C7PTP7RcVJg/s320/internet_addict.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have seen many people who is different in virtual than in real world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can be nerd, geek one in real world, but in virtual world, the nerd geek one can be the coolest character in online world, as long they're have those virtual money. You can flirt with those girl (or just plain another boy) with your character, the things you're too afraid to do in real world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Living a Second Life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, from the game online, I admit I have many new friends, even become close friends in real world. But my point is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Don't ever get addicted to something that virtual, and abandon your real world! Get a LIFE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Don't ever abandon your friends, your life, your responsibilities, and even your baby. -.-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember virtual only virtual, when your virtual world abandon you, what do you have? The real world..!! And you living in the real world...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another cases from Internet Addiction :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;H&lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/216911"&gt;omeless and Internet Addict&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/2499957.stm"&gt;86 hours gaming lead to death&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From BBC.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Youngsters who become obsessed by the internet have (experienced) failure at school. They have less interaction with their family and friends and get lonelier."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The centre is carrying out research work on cyber addiction. Addicts typically spend more than four hours a day of non-work-related time on the internet.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But experts say the definition of an addict is less to do with the number of hours spent online, but more about the central role computers and the internet can play in someone's life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Symptoms include:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif, 'MS sans serif';"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preoccupation with the internet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The inability to perform normal tasks in everyday life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Losing control over yourself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The disruption of daily routines and lifestyles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeling nervous and anxious when not online&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-7184278163086984926?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/7184278163086984926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/04/online-game-addiction.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/7184278163086984926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/7184278163086984926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/04/online-game-addiction.html' title='Online Game Addiction'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7cOvF9DR3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/C7PTP7RcVJg/s72-c/internet_addict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-4196088215242419502</id><published>2010-03-31T21:41:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:53:33.268+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><title type='text'>My New Partner-in-Crime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If in Indonesia, I have Quvee, my Black Honda Jazz, the one that I ride everywhere I go.. Thank you Daddy.. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now in Beijing, I have Xiao Ping, 小平, my new partner-in-crime.. Why I choose that name, because well I want to name her Pinkers, since her colour. :P but since pink is 粉红色，and it's not that cute.. I decided to name it Xiao Ping, since the pronounce similar like Pinks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meet my new partner-in-crime..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7NefH-_JLI/AAAAAAAAAcI/2MDf-79j0Qw/s1600/IMG_0585.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7NefH-_JLI/AAAAAAAAAcI/2MDf-79j0Qw/s320/IMG_0585.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First I want to buy the white-softpink colour one, but it had many scratch all over, so I moved on to the next shop and buy these one. I never thought I will buy scooter, or electric&amp;nbsp;bicycles, it don't need gasoline, just need electric. I need to recharge the battery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I already set my mind that I want to buy ordinary bicycles, but once we passed one shop, who show the pink, yellow, and green in a row, I can't ignore it. My friends also a little bit trying to allured me to buy it, so I asked my father, first by text message then I called him, and my Dad said yes. Once again, Thanks Dad, and Thanks God to give me a nice Father. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never ride a bike before, once in Bali, I learned how to ride a bike, and my parents never allow me, but this is not a bike, it don't need a gasoline, and the speed maximum just 50km/hour. It's electric bike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Xiao Ping already have scratch unfortunately, on the second day of her, my friend tried to park her (I was not in the place), and then he said he accidentally scratch her.. :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After bought it, the day after, I feel so stupid buy the pink one, it hard to sell it, I just can sell it to another girl, but after they day goes by, I saw many soft pink parked, so I feel so good to have the shocking pink one, since noone have it. :) and everyone said it's good eye-catching colour, well enjoy it while i have it in Beijing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, I buy it trio with my friends, the colour are pink-yellow-green.. like traffic light.. hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7Ne2vYbBpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Piorej5D5GY/s1600/CIMG4158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7Ne2vYbBpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Piorej5D5GY/s320/CIMG4158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-4196088215242419502?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/4196088215242419502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-new-partner-in-crime.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4196088215242419502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/4196088215242419502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-new-partner-in-crime.html' title='My New Partner-in-Crime'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7NefH-_JLI/AAAAAAAAAcI/2MDf-79j0Qw/s72-c/IMG_0585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6666750979655303006</id><published>2010-03-29T16:41:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:41:52.982+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7By4v38VtI/AAAAAAAAAb4/AiPRiTpp5i0/s1600/a_bad_dream_by_inessa_emilia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7By4v38VtI/AAAAAAAAAb4/AiPRiTpp5i0/s320/a_bad_dream_by_inessa_emilia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes I love to dream while sleeping, I have my own adventure and stories while dreaming, sometimes it can be good and sometimes are bad. I already dream about someone's death for several times. I heard when you dream someone's death, it means the people you are dreaming will be have long life. I always told my bad dreams to my friends, when I'm afraid something bad will happen. My friends in Jakarta has been used as I always told them my dream. Today, this is the first time I told my friend here in Beijing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;When you have nice dream, it would be so good to wake up, I feel like I have a good mood, and wish it, it will be true. But when bad dream approach, once, I wake up, I nearly cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I love to dream, watch my own movies while sleeping, Comedy, Drama, Family, Tragic, Romantic, Thriller even Horror Dream, name it, I have it all. I love while waking up, the dream's image still rolling in my mind. Because later afternoon, I will forget about the dream I had.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Once, I want to have some journal to write anything I dream about, but I always forgot about it. Some people believe the dream can be sign of something, some people even use someone's dream to take number in lottery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I heard a good news about my brother while asking my father to allow me buy electric&amp;nbsp;bicycles, and last night I dream that my brother had an accident... *knock on woods* I hope it's not a bad sign..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-6666750979655303006?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6666750979655303006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6666750979655303006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6666750979655303006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S7By4v38VtI/AAAAAAAAAb4/AiPRiTpp5i0/s72-c/a_bad_dream_by_inessa_emilia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6748804548424335260</id><published>2010-03-27T22:23:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T22:25:34.476+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>6 Impossible Things before Breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S64ffu-3tyI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CQ4b7rngcFE/s1600/Alice-In-Wonderland-Movie-Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S64ffu-3tyI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CQ4b7rngcFE/s320/Alice-In-Wonderland-Movie-Poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched "Alice in Wonderland" in Beijing. The movie is quite good, but I don't really like the ending, it would be much more better, if Alice meet someone looked like Mad Hater in real world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one I love from the movie is the scene where Alice said "The 6 Impossible Things"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: constantia, palatino, 'times new roman'; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” ~ Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;and from the &lt;a href="http://www.alice-in-wonderland.net/books/alice-in-wonderland-quotes.html"&gt;Alice in Wonderland website&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4a413c; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Sans; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4a413c; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Sans; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4a413c; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Sans; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4a413c; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Sans; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Alice laughed. "There's no use trying," she said: "one&amp;nbsp;can't&amp;nbsp;believe impossible things."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I daresay you haven't had much practice," said the Queen. "When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;(Through the Looking Glass,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.alice-in-wonderland.net/books/2chpt5.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Chapter 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S64iC4kvo1I/AAAAAAAAAbY/4byTiGWQmso/s1600/51N9JFT481L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S64iC4kvo1I/AAAAAAAAAbY/4byTiGWQmso/s200/51N9JFT481L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We need to do that, believe six impossible things before breakfast, said it, wish it, and believe it, maybe someday all the six things will be possible. It's the same way as The Secret do. I searched in the internet, and found there is a book talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I still confused, do we need to wish what really impossible things, like "There was really Wonderland." like Alice did, or just something we want to achieved someday, that right now it seems impossible, maybe like "I want to be rich, famous and fabulous." or "I want to married Prince William".. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5660853951384527379-6748804548424335260?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6748804548424335260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-impossible-things-before-breakfast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6748804548424335260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6748804548424335260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/6-impossible-things-before-breakfast.html' title='6 Impossible Things before Breakfast'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S64ffu-3tyI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CQ4b7rngcFE/s72-c/Alice-In-Wonderland-Movie-Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-6719655522704067111</id><published>2010-03-18T22:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:31:32.788+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Stabber.. Girl Fight..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Previous post about suicide, these new post is the news I got from my friends just a while ago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are 2 girls fighting about a boy, the fighting continue til one of them stabbed the other one.. Helloooo girlll, fighting over one guy, how could you stab your own friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S6JFQWusYxI/AAAAAAAAAaY/X_NTge5xxX0/s1600-h/backstabber.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S6JFQWusYxI/AAAAAAAAAaY/X_NTge5xxX0/s320/backstabber.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They're both still young (18years old), college students from my college but different subject/faculty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The victim is still in hospital, and the other one in Police Station..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I heard that the story begun when they're both in shopping mall near college, they both went to the parking spot, to the victim's car, they begun to argue about a boy, and one begun stabbed the other one, the rumour said it was 14x stabbed.. Oh my God..! The victim ran out from the car and asked for help..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In internet, the news is fast spreading, I already saw many post about the victim and the stabber's picture, but I won't share it in my blog, It's not fair for both of them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Crazy world, just yesterday I heard one girl had suicide jumping from her apartment, and now my junior stabbed her friend,&amp;nbsp;even though&amp;nbsp;I don't know them, but still..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the news click.. (the news in Indonesian)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detiknews.com/read/2010/03/18/193218/1320734/10/tusuk-temannya-mahasiswi-uph-diamankan-polisi"&gt;http://www.detiknews.com/read/2010/03/18/193218/1320734/10/tusuk-temannya-mahasiswi-uph-diamankan-polisi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p.s: the image is actually for &lt;i&gt;backstabber&lt;/i&gt; term, but well in these case, the girl really stab her friend.. -.-;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-6719655522704067111?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/6719655522704067111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/stabber-girl-fight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6719655522704067111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/6719655522704067111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/stabber-girl-fight.html' title='Stabber.. 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Luckily, I stay in place where there are no ghost story, or not yet I heard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S6HCHth33xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/2ysXHi8CiF0/s1600-h/No20suicide20080109.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S6HCHth33xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/2ysXHi8CiF0/s320/No20suicide20080109.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p.s : I shared the stories not to &lt;b&gt;scare&lt;/b&gt; you.. or give you tips.. -.-;; *jokin*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dorm ##'s Suicide Cases&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many of my friends stay in those dorm, they never told me really about the stories, but I heard it from another friends. I heard there are 2 cases not far long a go, one of the story, was the victim try to go to his/her room since the victim lost the key, the victim try to go through the window, but unfortunately the victim fell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the scarier one, (luckily I don't have the roommate), the roommate always come and go, he/she went back on night and left early in the morning, the roommate always thought the victim was sleeping, but the truth the victim was drinking poison and died sleeping on the bed. The roomate never realize it until it had the smell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I See Dead People&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S6HCQg8zsiI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/DeteSfE_jZc/s1600-h/iseedeadpeoplewe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S6HCQg8zsiI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/DeteSfE_jZc/s200/iseedeadpeoplewe.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not the film..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not that I could..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but It's the Giordano's limited edition shirt, tribute to "The 6th Senses" movie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have the T-shirt, but since I'm in Beijing and I don't bring it to here, I can't give you the picture of it..&amp;nbsp;The picture on the left is from the internet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, the story came with the shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friend told me that her friends just walking by somewhere, then without warning, a person fell down in front of them, 2 of them wearing the shirt "I see Dead People"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, these is something I'm going to remember always when see those shirt again..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another Cases&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night, &lt;a href="http://magicnsparkle.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-life-and-death-like-string.html"&gt;my friend&lt;/a&gt;, just told me about the latest news in Jakarta, came from his brother's friend. The girl &amp;nbsp;whose she knew, was a church people, scholarship student, hard working girl, without family or love issues, just have suicide, jump from her apartment. Noone can believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are rumours that there are some brainwashing, because in Indonesia, we didn't get something like these usually. Indonesia have very small rate in suicide, even in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_countries_by_suicide_rate"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, there is no Indonesia on the list. But suddenly, there are many cases, suicide in public places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I hope there will be no more victim, pray to God, close to your friends and families, there are many ways other than taking your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5660853951384527379-2783149290682704755?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/2783149290682704755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/suicide-trend-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2783149290682704755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2783149290682704755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/suicide-trend-part-ii.html' title='Suicide Trend, part II'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S6HCHth33xI/AAAAAAAAAaI/2ysXHi8CiF0/s72-c/No20suicide20080109.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5402246634217433268</id><published>2010-03-12T13:21:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T13:34:29.761+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabin Crew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emirates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recruitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jakarta'/><title type='text'>Emirates in Jakarta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S5nc9Hfe-LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZVCcAf_wla4/s1600-h/emirates.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S5nc9Hfe-LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZVCcAf_wla4/s320/emirates.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it's not meant to be &lt;b&gt;for now&lt;/b&gt;.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I'm in Beijing, I thought there will be &lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/02/emirates-recruitment.html"&gt;Assessment in Beijing&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;but instead there will be one Open Day in Jakarta..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, next month there will be a Global&amp;nbsp;Assessment&amp;nbsp;Day in Beijing, but I'm afraid it will get cancelled like &lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/02/canceled.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For Chinese Language Program, I miss Korean Air recruitment and Emirates Open Day,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hope the chinese language I learn now in Beijing will worth it someday. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660853951384527379-5402246634217433268?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5402246634217433268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/emirates-in-jakarta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5402246634217433268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5402246634217433268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/emirates-in-jakarta.html' title='Emirates in Jakarta'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S5nc9Hfe-LI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZVCcAf_wla4/s72-c/emirates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5182243723728081554</id><published>2010-03-02T07:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T07:09:52.148+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing 北京'/><title type='text'>I miss the heat..</title><content type='html'>I told you before I was going to miss the heat.. Yes, I am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday, arrived in Beijing with 0 degrees&amp;nbsp;Celsius, met some new friends who said it already getting warmer. In Sunday, Beijing began snow. Before took off from Jakarta, I did check the temperature and it was stated it will getting warmer, but now I check more time (even get the temperature gadget in my desktop), all - degree Celsius, on Friday they will get to -9 degree to -1. Is that supposed to getting warmer? It's already March, spring supposed to come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4xUferV-GI/AAAAAAAAAXo/3qqM0P2Nyn8/s1600-h/IMG_0307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4xUferV-GI/AAAAAAAAAXo/3qqM0P2Nyn8/s320/IMG_0307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Before, when I was in madness of packing, I think it will get warmer instead of freezing, I'm going to have nice spring and summer in Beijing, I pack more tank top and shirt than warmer clothes. So I missed my diagnosis, maybe how it was like being in Cabin Crew who could go in warmer places or suddenly to colder places.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, I was standing for several time in front of Internet Registration, it was madness. I was waiting in front of the building, with wind blowing through. It was so cold, I can't feel my hand. I need to buy new winter clothes but still my money is limited, since I just pay the school fee, and it's not that cheap.. It's not a good feeling to ask money more n more from parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss Indonesia, I miss the tropical climate. I feel so lucky to born in Indonesia, never feel too much heat or too much cold. Never have to wrap up my body, or feel need to jump off into the&amp;nbsp;swimming&amp;nbsp;pool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5660853951384527379-5182243723728081554?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/5182243723728081554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-heat.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5182243723728081554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/5182243723728081554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-heat.html' title='I miss the heat..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4xUferV-GI/AAAAAAAAAXo/3qqM0P2Nyn8/s72-c/IMG_0307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-2595237647857606468</id><published>2010-02-26T18:31:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:14:38.344+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jakarta'/><title type='text'>I'm gonna miss ya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna miss everything about these city.. My hometown city, Jakarta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4ewf4v6bSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qP9JKtAygQQ/s1600-h/2564458643_12eaa8af47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4ewf4v6bSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qP9JKtAygQQ/s320/2564458643_12eaa8af47.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna miss :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The people&lt;/b&gt; : my Family, Friends, Frenemy, and the people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Home&lt;/b&gt; : my home, my room, the comfort in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quvee and Chester&lt;/b&gt; : my partner-in-crime, my car and Chester, my Husky Dog, who just have skin disease.. maybe she know I will be gone.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kelapa Gading&lt;/b&gt; : my&amp;nbsp;neighbourhood, the shopping mall, the pirated DVD Seller, the Cinema, the hangout places..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food&lt;/b&gt; : My mom's assistant home made dish, Martabak Manis, Indomie, Gudeg, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm gonna miss the time hanging out with my friends, my adventure watching all DVD in my room, playing with Chester.. I think I'm gonna miss the heat too..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Til, July then..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S : The next blog post will gonna be from China.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phiez.blogspot.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/64/4187C873877FC91E89C5B91AB9E1A697.png" style="background-attachment: scroll; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat; border-bottom-style: none !important; border-bottom-width: 0pt !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0pt !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0pt !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0pt !important;" /&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/5660853951384527379-2595237647857606468?l=phiez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/feeds/2595237647857606468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-gonna-miss-ya.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2595237647857606468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660853951384527379/posts/default/2595237647857606468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phiez.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-gonna-miss-ya.html' title='I&apos;m gonna miss ya..'/><author><name>phiez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252762447793491310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/TH0cyhx2iYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/E1MJ7FTXawQ/S220/20100830213418_phiez_94NTJAI0B7E6LX5V2YPHD3M1RUOSW8QGZKFC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4ewf4v6bSI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qP9JKtAygQQ/s72-c/2564458643_12eaa8af47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660853951384527379.post-5456574253437110749</id><published>2010-02-24T22:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:39:28.077+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Diary'/><title type='text'>Officially Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4U3DA1QH2I/AAAAAAAAAVw/9hE2EjauCq4/s1600-h/20090314132946.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4U3DA1QH2I/AAAAAAAAAVw/9hE2EjauCq4/s320/20090314132946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, I have a Bad Day / Bad Mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It started from the time I realize, that my agency forgot to give me my JW202/Admission Letter from my school, so I need to drive for one hour to their place, just to get 2 pages of document. First, when I called them, they didn't believe it if they not yet given me, and turn out my documents was still on their desk, and she asked me if I want to took it or they can bring the document on the airport. First, I said airport, but that just made me more worried. I was afraid they would forget once again, and it would be too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Tuesday, we have dinner in our&amp;nbsp;favourite&amp;nbsp;dining place, with my favourite food, Sushi Tei.. We celebrate My friend's Birthday n My Farewell. One of my friend just got back from China, he finished his program and me just got started. But the first thing, he done is joking about my dyed hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The jokes and not so funny jokes until today. The jokes from the iphone vs BB, to lost virginity. Yape, they joke that I'm gonna lose it in China with not-so-handsome Korean Boy. Not so funny, guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is one guy, my frenemy. We always had a fight, basically he always joke not-so-funny-joke n pranks to me. Basic my mind :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you dare to joke about me, then dare to take joke from me. Teeth versus Teeth.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4U65EWIkaI/AAAAAAAAAV4/rWehHnPJptE/s1600-h/frenemy-pandemic-250-thumb-250x250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4U65EWIkaI/AAAAAAAAAV4/rWehHnPJptE/s320/frenemy-pandemic-250-thumb-250x250.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But he is not, one time he joked about 'Lost-virginity' with me, I don't know it's kind of topic he like, and then I'm angrily curse to him. "Don't you dare joke about it. It's not funny, then how about, i wish someday you will have a wife who was once prostitute!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The result is he didn't talk to me for one semester. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not just about dirty joke, when I have my birthday, he always asked me to treat him. And it&amp;nbsp;continuously annoyed me until I treat him. But when he have his own birthday, he don't..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Believe me, for 4.5 years I befriend with him. Not once, he treat us, his friend. Birthday, First Salary, anything. And now, he already&amp;nbsp;successful become manager, but he just still plain stingy. And after bitching about it, he just yesterday, treat us movie ticket to "Wolfman". All of us just shocked, with our jaw hanging on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time, I told my brother and he said to me, "If I were you, I won't treat him since he never treat me. What's for?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The fight continue in Facebook, where we bitch each other. But since my mood has been low in the morning, and saw he started the fight through photo comments, and saw all of my friends just continue made joke about &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;me-n-him fighting, it just made me burst. It's like someone press the red button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I bitch him and then in the end, I told him that he have pancy tongue, since he doesn't like to bitched back. Since then, he stopped all the joke, but in other hands, the rest of my friends just "add it more gasoline to the fire", they keep continue made joke about our fight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I just realized, while locking away in bathroom, I&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;with my friends, I'm going abroad to the country I hate, where I don't have friend yet, but they joke some silly things in my last third day in Jakarta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;____________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The melancholic side of me is turned on. I, myself also don't understand. Small fight or problem can make me burst into tears all night, but sometime bigger problem just made me laugh and silly. If I see myself and review the problem, it's kinda silly. But still, it kept made me bad mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One time, I have fight with my brother, because he cut the internet in my house, in the same time I was going to have skype conversation with my x. It made me burst and I cry all night until sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NbhyiUGybls/S4VCcC39tOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/c_Sk6Q2yyaw/s1600-h/JEF_039127.jpg" imageanchor=
