<?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-7566796</id><updated>2012-02-12T19:44:05.818+11:00</updated><category term='i eat sweets'/><category term='family'/><title type='text'>*a little piece of me...***</title><subtitle type='html'>my tales, 
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my ramblings...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>370</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2158153883103954950</id><published>2010-01-12T18:55:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:57:37.204+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a while..&lt;br /&gt;lots happened , but not sure what or how to write it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we go - click on the following link instead... &lt;a href="http://ieatsweet.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-would-like-to-introduce-you-to-our.html"&gt;"the franken wonk"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2158153883103954950?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2158153883103954950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2158153883103954950&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2158153883103954950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2158153883103954950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-7936235750970907</id><published>2009-10-02T00:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:06:52.414+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tutup mata</title><content type='html'>I'm closing my eyes and shutting everything out. At least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more days, and I'll open them back up.&lt;br /&gt;Fairly sure everything will rush back in like a flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I can closed it longer, but its probably best that I don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-7936235750970907?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7936235750970907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=7936235750970907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7936235750970907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7936235750970907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2009/10/tutup-mata.html' title='tutup mata'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-3163507518277168231</id><published>2009-09-04T02:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T02:08:42.229+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They say when you truly wish it, you have to believe in it. And it will happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wished for it.&lt;br /&gt;And it has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still hurts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-3163507518277168231?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3163507518277168231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=3163507518277168231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3163507518277168231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3163507518277168231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-say-when-you-truly-wish-it-you.html' title=''/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-187260754939269416</id><published>2009-05-27T20:16:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:57:58.518+10:00</updated><title type='text'>time....</title><content type='html'>673 days since i last flew that far back&lt;br /&gt;635 days since i last saw them&lt;br /&gt;303 days since the dooms day&lt;br /&gt;262 days since that work relationship ended&lt;br /&gt;261 days since i woke up and thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"omg, don't have go today"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;260 days since i realised my hair no longer falls out&lt;br /&gt;197 days since i woke up and thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i'm not sure i can do this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183 days since i "not realised what they're doing"&lt;br /&gt;147 days since the bad stuff begin&lt;br /&gt;164 days since it a new one started&lt;br /&gt;159 days since my hair started to fall out again - a lot&lt;br /&gt;132 days since my last post&lt;br /&gt;120 days since i woke up and thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"what have i gotten myself into"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 days since i started juggling 2&lt;br /&gt;29 days since the old relationship was questioned&lt;br /&gt;8 days since the old relationship reignited&lt;br /&gt;8 days since it suddenly hits me that i'm juggling 3&lt;br /&gt;2 days since the i realised juggling is hard work and one bound to lose over the other&lt;br /&gt;2 hours since i swore&lt;br /&gt;4 minutes since i hope i can turn back time&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many can be added in between those lines&lt;br /&gt;many i hope can be erased between and within those lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what done is done&lt;br /&gt;that's why regret is called regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there has been too many days&lt;br /&gt;yet it seems like it's only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it is only yesterday, that i realised what a cynic one has become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"you now realised that it's  not all perfect&lt;/span&gt;" one said  once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like what i have become&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts that run through&lt;br /&gt;the bitterness that has become of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"if only"&lt;/span&gt; are the words&lt;br /&gt;if only time can be turned&lt;br /&gt;if only you think before you speak&lt;br /&gt;if only you have taken a different path&lt;br /&gt;if only i can keep telling myself 'everything happens for a reason'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i can keep telling myself that&lt;br /&gt;problem is i don't think i believe it anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-187260754939269416?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/187260754939269416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=187260754939269416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/187260754939269416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/187260754939269416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2009/05/time.html' title='time....'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-522795742991140115</id><published>2009-01-16T20:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:26:05.265+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know why my thoughts kept going back to that one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-522795742991140115?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/522795742991140115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=522795742991140115&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/522795742991140115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/522795742991140115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-know-why-i-kept-going-back.html' title=''/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1391740064573667370</id><published>2008-12-27T23:13:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:19:58.494+11:00</updated><title type='text'>"And how long have you been seventeen?"  "A while"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;stephanie meyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I read any books.  I used to remember when I used to finished a book in one day, and always have another lined up to read next. &lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the last book I properly read.  And I miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a number of unread books on my shelf, no more than a few pages read, before I shut them and left them where they are, gathering dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now reading another, and I think this is going to be a good one, hopefully will start me reading the others following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, like all girls in the world, am now in love with Edward Cullen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1391740064573667370?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1391740064573667370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1391740064573667370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1391740064573667370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1391740064573667370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-how-long-have-you-been-seventeen.html' title='&quot;And how long have you been seventeen?&quot;  &quot;A while&quot;'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-8969286046634014051</id><published>2008-12-17T01:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:57:57.466+11:00</updated><title type='text'>baking frenzy</title><content type='html'>i never thought i'd do this again, but here i am...&lt;br /&gt;it's almost 2am and things are far from finished. (O_O;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow... i'm going to bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-8969286046634014051?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8969286046634014051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=8969286046634014051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8969286046634014051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8969286046634014051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/baking-frenzy.html' title='baking frenzy'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-6664016804491786998</id><published>2008-12-16T21:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:53:29.388+11:00</updated><title type='text'>harga barang baku</title><content type='html'>c: eh, harga gula uda naik lho...&lt;br /&gt;m: oh yah?  gimana dong jadi??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m: kita kayak mak mak aja yah ngomongin harga gula naik&lt;br /&gt;c:  huahuahuahuahuahuauha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-6664016804491786998?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1391573632714413952</id><published>2008-12-12T23:05:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:30:19.008+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a conversation</title><content type='html'>c1: do you know the reason loe kangen sama dia?&lt;br /&gt;c2: sometimes, i think the person is reason enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a while back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**gini deh bawaan kalo abis nonton high school musical3 &amp;amp; twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1391573632714413952?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1391573632714413952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1391573632714413952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1391573632714413952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1391573632714413952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/12/conversation.html' title='a conversation'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-7194430954753882931</id><published>2008-11-17T10:27:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:28:22.290+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it seems like the overthinking continues, despite all tries not to think about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-7194430954753882931?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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on death row,&lt;br /&gt;why don't they just do it?  why do they have to make them wait?  years sometimes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1158577752418057643?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1158577752418057643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1158577752418057643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1158577752418057643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1158577752418057643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-im-watching-house.html' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful collection of photographs from Rick Carter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eightsixty.org/"&gt;http://www.eightsixty.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-7373503600862237575?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7373503600862237575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=7373503600862237575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7373503600862237575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it that one and half piece of sausage roll from the bakery on bourke street not enough to sustain the energy for the whole afternoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is it simply because i'm getting old?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-4324308291633356273?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4324308291633356273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=4324308291633356273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4324308291633356273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;YUMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SPxIndx_jEI/AAAAAAAAAq8/H0Z0qUxOEk4/s1600-h/n593498520_968677_4478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SPxIndx_jEI/AAAAAAAAAq8/H0Z0qUxOEk4/s320/n593498520_968677_4478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259158307708308546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1979273769430739838?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1979273769430739838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SPxIndx_jEI/AAAAAAAAAq8/H0Z0qUxOEk4/s72-c/n593498520_968677_4478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2720155089897027417</id><published>2008-10-18T16:03:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:25:42.960+11:00</updated><title type='text'>you know how... &amp; do you ever...</title><content type='html'>you know how some people sing in the shower,&lt;br /&gt;well some people go through whats in their head while in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever be that much in thoughts that you forgot if you've soaped yourself  or not&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so have to do it again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2720155089897027417?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-6919621153668826329</id><published>2008-10-14T23:51:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:38:43.851+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i eat sweets'/><title type='text'>10 boxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SPSV0dfAzPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/MwtOIizjcqI/s1600-h/IMGP2947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SPSV0dfAzPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/MwtOIizjcqI/s400/IMGP2947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256991393548651762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;they're just done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so grateful that ma's here to help. otherwise i'm gonna go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pingsan!&lt;/span&gt; Been standing up for 15 hours today, minus a few minutes where i spent sitting on the stepping stool, eating my dinner in front of the oven&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (yes, a sad view :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check back tomorrow if you want to see what's in the boxes. i'm too tired to take photos of them now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*bleary eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;*ok, it's now tomorrow, look&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://ieatsweet.blogspot.com/2008/10/todays-delivery.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; for what's in the boxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-6919621153668826329?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6919621153668826329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=6919621153668826329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6919621153668826329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6919621153668826329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-boxes.html' title='10 boxes'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SPSV0dfAzPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/MwtOIizjcqI/s72-c/IMGP2947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-7818852085632915668</id><published>2008-10-12T14:12:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:25:20.713+11:00</updated><title type='text'>this sunday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SPFsWnzS98I/AAAAAAAAAo0/4byieCyB1SY/s1600-h/Photo+46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SPFsWnzS98I/AAAAAAAAAo0/4byieCyB1SY/s400/Photo+46.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256101376015136706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;today's such a beautiful sunday afternoon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i've been spending my afternoon.  Went outside to sit and read at the backyard because it was too cold inside. The sun will be a nice change I thought.  And it was sooo nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the cats came and sat with me for a while.  They sat under my chair while i sat there, holding my book with one hand, and stroking the cat with the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lunch came.  Mum came out with the salad, then Kiki came out with the lamb, next thing I knew, everyone's outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all full now, and the picnic blanket has been taken out.  The chairs were moved and we're laying on the picnic blanket. Away from the sun though...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; some people take baby steps&lt;/span&gt;.... maybe next weekend we'll sit out in the full sun. The guitar came out, and the novel stays out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rang, a friend cancelled our meeting for this afternoon.  All good timing, I'll happily sit here for a few more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the mac is out, and I'm typing this in the breezy cool wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.... live's good when it's like this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-7818852085632915668?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7818852085632915668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=7818852085632915668&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7818852085632915668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7818852085632915668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-sunday-afternoon.html' title='this sunday afternoon'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SPFsWnzS98I/AAAAAAAAAo0/4byieCyB1SY/s72-c/Photo+46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-8342104935933752882</id><published>2008-10-10T00:11:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:14:29.017+11:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday nights... on 7</title><content type='html'>channel 7 that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;followed by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prison break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;followed by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scrubs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i missed all of them today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-8342104935933752882?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8342104935933752882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=8342104935933752882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8342104935933752882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8342104935933752882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/thursday-nights-on-7.html' title='thursday nights... on 7'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-7959057809770147357</id><published>2008-10-09T00:24:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:30:07.095+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the joy of blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;oni says: (12:21:42 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang yah malah, kalo lagi liat balik gini, found some yang dulu nulisnya pake 'metaphor' biar ga ada yang tau arti aslinya at that moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;oni says: (12:21:48 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang ada... sekarang gw ga inget itu apaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ngelangelangelangelangel says: (12:23:09 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huahahaha iya bener2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-7959057809770147357?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7959057809770147357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=7959057809770147357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7959057809770147357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7959057809770147357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/joy-of-writing.html' title='the joy of blogging'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-4990839064338211704</id><published>2008-10-09T00:15:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:23:50.624+11:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back to the years gone past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You know when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you look back to your old photos, and look at the clothes you were wearing and thought "OMG.... WOT was I thinking?!!?!!!?!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, in my case, it seems that it applies to the blog too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;read on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oni says: (12:09:19 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh read this... just found it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;oni says: (12:09:20 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut gw, langit tuh kayak orang....&lt;br /&gt;it's the same ol sky... but it's has banyak ekspresi....&lt;br /&gt;awannya ga akan sama&lt;br /&gt;warnanya blom tentu sama birunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kadang cerah&lt;br /&gt;kadang ia menangis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;oni says: (12:09:26 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ngelangelangelangelangel says: (12:09:51 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kok omg seh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ngelangelangelangelangel says: (12:09:56 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maksudnya elu yg nulis tuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;oni says: (12:09:59 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i worte that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ngelangelangelangelangel says: (12:10:00 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huaahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;oni says: (12:10:00 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;oni says: (12:10:01 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ngelangelangelangelangel says: (12:10:15 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea u were pretty mellow before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;oni says: (12:14:12 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;&lt;br /&gt;Ae fareweel, alas, for ever!&lt;br /&gt;Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,&lt;br /&gt;Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.&lt;br /&gt;Who shall say that Fortune grieves him,&lt;br /&gt;While the star of hope she leaves him?&lt;br /&gt;Me, nae cheerful twinkle lights me;&lt;br /&gt;Dark despair around benights me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy,&lt;br /&gt;Naething could resist my Nancy:&lt;br /&gt;But to see her was to love her;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;oni says: (12:14:14 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-4990839064338211704?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4990839064338211704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=4990839064338211704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4990839064338211704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4990839064338211704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/looking-back-to-years-gone-past.html' title='looking back to the years gone past'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-8593343752323027901</id><published>2008-10-08T21:52:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:16:50.237+11:00</updated><title type='text'>being picky...</title><content type='html'>Can one afford to be picky? Especially when you don't have much (or in some case, any at all) choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone one says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;don't be too picky, just as long as it's good, then it's fine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; But what if good is not  what you want? What if  you still haven't found what you want, but everything around you is chasing you down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other says &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"follow what your heart says."&lt;/span&gt; But what if following your heart means sacrificing some other part of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or are we just picky because we don't yet know what we want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how one thing leads to another.  In this age of time, one decision affects another, whether it's directly related or not.  The butterfly effect (sort of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-8593343752323027901?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8593343752323027901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=8593343752323027901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8593343752323027901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8593343752323027901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/being-picky.html' title='being picky...'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1532404948179750699</id><published>2008-10-07T16:00:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:09:33.494+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i eat sweets'/><title type='text'>in the name of research</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOrtyflTHnI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_U10nVV7-rk/s1600-h/Photo+34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOrtyflTHnI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_U10nVV7-rk/s320/Photo+34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254273367008288370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOrtyMbmm5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/0_tmDEmusVA/s1600-h/Photo+35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOrtyMbmm5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/0_tmDEmusVA/s320/Photo+35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254273361867348882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOrtx8lfilI/AAAAAAAAAj4/dP6fugBvDUI/s1600-h/Photo+36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOrtx8lfilI/AAAAAAAAAj4/dP6fugBvDUI/s320/Photo+36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254273357613861458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOrtxXjXxiI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KE38yNNrN5M/s1600-h/Photo+37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOrtxXjXxiI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KE38yNNrN5M/s320/Photo+37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254273347672852002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating too much lemon tarts than I should just to check to check on the flavour of these little morsels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, lately I've been eating too much of everything I bake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've stored them... (O_O;;)  yes... i've piled on the extra kgs *sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1532404948179750699?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1532404948179750699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1532404948179750699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1532404948179750699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1532404948179750699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-name-of-research.html' title='in the name of research'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOrtyflTHnI/AAAAAAAAAkI/_U10nVV7-rk/s72-c/Photo+34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-5128838755306518191</id><published>2008-10-03T17:10:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:11:27.195+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sartorialist vs catorialist</title><content type='html'>ah.. it's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure everyone's familiar with &lt;a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Sartorialist&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOXGnf7ipgI/AAAAAAAAAjg/LdB9HxJWyik/s1600-h/the+sartorialist.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 591px; height: 408px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOXGnf7ipgI/AAAAAAAAAjg/LdB9HxJWyik/s400/the+sartorialist.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252822922285983234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i found this as i was fiddling on the blogger dashboard.  &lt;a href="http://thecatorialist.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Catorialist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... how cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOXJvXCNtuI/AAAAAAAAAjo/TwjiFt50Zmk/s1600-h/the+catorialist.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 585px; height: 403px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOXJvXCNtuI/AAAAAAAAAjo/TwjiFt50Zmk/s400/the+catorialist.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252826355871889122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-5128838755306518191?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5128838755306518191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=5128838755306518191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5128838755306518191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5128838755306518191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/10/sartorialist-vs-catorialist.html' title='sartorialist vs catorialist'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SOXGnf7ipgI/AAAAAAAAAjg/LdB9HxJWyik/s72-c/the+sartorialist.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-4112442953137205597</id><published>2008-08-26T20:00:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:13:49.794+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i eat sweet</title><content type='html'>ok so i finally started on the other blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit at:&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://ieatsweet.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ieatsweet.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-4112442953137205597?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4112442953137205597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=4112442953137205597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4112442953137205597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4112442953137205597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-eat-sweet.html' title='i eat sweet'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-3372097774610828242</id><published>2008-07-04T00:49:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:14:16.893+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a link</title><content type='html'>look... look... look!!!!&lt;br /&gt;look at &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://eatlikeacow.blogspot.com/2008/06/cupcakes-by-oni.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*yay!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-3372097774610828242?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3372097774610828242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=3372097774610828242&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3372097774610828242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3372097774610828242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/07/link.html' title='a link'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-5633975929475621603</id><published>2008-06-25T23:56:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:13:53.104+10:00</updated><title type='text'>macarons - 2008.06.25</title><content type='html'>they're getting better!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJQV3lhNeI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MuFTxZKyScg/s1600-h/IMGP2367a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215819655077246434" style="CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJQV3lhNeI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MuFTxZKyScg/s320/IMGP2367a.JPG" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJQqae0jaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7qCjBqxjzKk/s1600-h/IMGP2369a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215820008041778594" style="CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJQqae0jaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/7qCjBqxjzKk/s200/IMGP2369a.JPG" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**yay!!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they look somewhat decent! except for the piping technique...i think the macarons turned out very well overall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feet is there, it's baked all the way through with no air bags, and it can be lifted sooo easily from the liners. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*after how many batches you might say? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, a couple of pictures from a recent order by Jenita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJRhh8t9xI/AAAAAAAAAXM/U_xY7hfA7Ak/s1600-h/IMGP2358a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215820954939029266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJRhh8t9xI/AAAAAAAAAXM/U_xY7hfA7Ak/s200/IMGP2358a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJRsMDPnEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rbp5Qx_Afbk/s1600-h/IMGP2363a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215821138039381058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJRsMDPnEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rbp5Qx_Afbk/s200/IMGP2363a.JPG" border="0" /&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/7566796-5633975929475621603?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5633975929475621603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=5633975929475621603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5633975929475621603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5633975929475621603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/macarons-20080625.html' title='macarons - 2008.06.25'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJQV3lhNeI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MuFTxZKyScg/s72-c/IMGP2367a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-6643113580754155361</id><published>2008-06-14T23:17:00.021+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:55:14.533+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i eat sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>month: june</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*photos updated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's that time of the year again: JUNE &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;read: end of financial year sale, multiple birthdays, oni going on a shopping rampage = brok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;anyways, it also means family gatherings :) and cakes :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mami &amp;amp; papi came down under again, for monic &amp;amp; vito's birthday. and while they're at it, cella &amp;amp; kiki's birthday too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week i decided to take the whole week off work, to have some 'me-time' and to have time for some of these: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cella's birthday cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SFPGMO5dr6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/Fz5G6yiNmfo/s1600-h/IMGP2260.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJF1ZzNQaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/NZlw51Y3wwQ/s1600-h/IMGP2260a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215808102209503650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJF1ZzNQaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/NZlw51Y3wwQ/s320/IMGP2260a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, 17 cupcakes with &lt;em&gt;aranzi aronzo&lt;/em&gt; characters for her 17th birthday, out of fondant. i was doubting my decision to do these cut-out type cupcakes decoration, and begin to wonder if i should do the normal 3d version of the characters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*however, the thought of making 17 of anything, 3d or cut-out, is not really appealing when you have a headache and have been standing up allday long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i decided to stick with what i've started, and i'm kinda glad i did! :) some characters got the usual "that doesn't look like *****" but some do, and you know what, that's good enough for me this time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJGnGwWaRI/AAAAAAAAAS8/WOInmkGLcjs/s1600-h/IMGP2265a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215808956090706194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJGnGwWaRI/AAAAAAAAAS8/WOInmkGLcjs/s200/IMGP2265a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJGnRCrXgI/AAAAAAAAATE/XDgSAxKmEek/s1600-h/IMGP2268a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215808958851931650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJGnRCrXgI/AAAAAAAAATE/XDgSAxKmEek/s200/IMGP2268a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJIhNfTLzI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3kHYeVEn9uI/s1600-h/IMGP2274a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215811053842280242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJIhNfTLzI/AAAAAAAAAUE/3kHYeVEn9uI/s200/IMGP2274a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJImY9E3oI/AAAAAAAAAUM/kZYCXKJwdhM/s1600-h/IMGP2273a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215811142819307138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJImY9E3oI/AAAAAAAAAUM/kZYCXKJwdhM/s200/IMGP2273a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and don't you think cella looks like &lt;/em&gt;'kappa&lt;em&gt;'??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kiki's birthday macarons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJJdAgJ3wI/AAAAAAAAAUk/hS523k18KNo/s1600-h/IMGP2294a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215812081148354306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJJdAgJ3wI/AAAAAAAAAUk/hS523k18KNo/s320/IMGP2294a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, even after too many attempts, i still haven't quite master the art of the macarons yet. although as much as i tell myself not to waste anymore ingredients in trying another batch, i keep finding myself beating some more egg whites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJKXRQxp1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/UHJ2IPuWdAs/s1600-h/IMGP2298a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215813082079668050" style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="199" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJKXRQxp1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/UHJ2IPuWdAs/s320/IMGP2298a.JPG" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJJ10WZUCI/AAAAAAAAAU8/i8CknAYMZiE/s1600-h/IMGP2304a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215812507382927394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJJ10WZUCI/AAAAAAAAAU8/i8CknAYMZiE/s200/IMGP2304a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJJ1qxYh1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ivt-JyjhZCE/s1600-h/IMGP2301a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215812504811767634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJJ1qxYh1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ivt-JyjhZCE/s200/IMGP2301a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the macs aren't perfect, however they are looking much better than the previous attempts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;these macs were meant to be the birthday macarons, stacked up to make the cake. however, macs didn't past oni's QA, so we got Monica to bake! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was the right thing to do!!! she baked a cheesecake with jelly on top. but that's not all. it was BLUE CURACAO jelly!!! so it turned out to be a very very funky blue cheesecake!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJMaZFOqaI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TfZ1ur0JJQo/s1600-h/IMGP2328a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215815334741584290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJMaZFOqaI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TfZ1ur0JJQo/s200/IMGP2328a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJMzW0ev3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/ePKDWHdsPrs/s1600-h/IMGP2329a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215815763631193970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJMzW0ev3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/ePKDWHdsPrs/s200/IMGP2329a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJM6HJEc6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/KkRCo6SRVxo/s1600-h/IMGP2333a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215815879681668002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJM6HJEc6I/AAAAAAAAAWE/KkRCo6SRVxo/s200/IMGP2333a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dinner at Chat Thai - Haymarket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was very proud!!!! :) :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-6643113580754155361?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6643113580754155361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=6643113580754155361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6643113580754155361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6643113580754155361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/month-june.html' title='month: june'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/SGJF1ZzNQaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/NZlw51Y3wwQ/s72-c/IMGP2260a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-3767386686294015912</id><published>2008-06-12T23:49:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:52:32.782+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SATC</title><content type='html'>deciding to watch Sex and the City when you're feeling a bit depressed, on the last minute, on your own, is not a good thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did just that 4 hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm reeling in the feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i want my Mr Big....&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/7566796-3767386686294015912?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3767386686294015912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=3767386686294015912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3767386686294015912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3767386686294015912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/06/satc.html' title='SATC'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1187186990271256617</id><published>2008-05-17T01:15:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T01:19:26.337+10:00</updated><title type='text'>random post in the early morning..</title><content type='html'>it's 1.15am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking a short break from helping a friend packed up her stuff.  It's just weird knowing she's packing because she's moving her stuff to a storage space rather than to another apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's just that time.&lt;br /&gt;but she'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's just too unpredictably funny sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, on the way home, in peak hour train, everyone was reading mX. And the funny thing is, as i look straight ahead, and as i turn my head slightly to the left, everyone has their mX on the same page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are the chances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to this, 'do you believe in coincidence? is it a sign?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1187186990271256617?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1187186990271256617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1187186990271256617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1187186990271256617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1187186990271256617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-post-in-early-morning.html' title='random post in the early morning..'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2834876074346877728</id><published>2008-04-19T17:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T17:37:34.687+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the world of monic's logic # 1</title><content type='html'>m : u bloody diabetic!!!!  can't u taste it's so sweet already??&lt;br /&gt;c : since when diabetic means you can't taste sweet???????????? (*_*;;)&lt;br /&gt;m : oh.... hehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2834876074346877728?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2834876074346877728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2834876074346877728&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2834876074346877728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2834876074346877728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/04/world-of-monics-logic-1.html' title='the world of monic&apos;s logic # 1'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1293746574281925059</id><published>2008-03-08T23:22:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:48:57.886+11:00</updated><title type='text'>so i sat on a gnome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey i'm back from queensland, and off again sometime next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R9KFpmoROMI/AAAAAAAAARk/YMSP-lvdXdM/s1600-h/IMG_2109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R9KFpmoROMI/AAAAAAAAARk/YMSP-lvdXdM/s320/IMG_2109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175345871592700098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today kis and i catched up for some lunch. Bills was crazy busy so we went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fifi foveaux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'twas 'RED'!!!!! even my glass of chai latte looked rather pink in the picture. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*must say it's a VERY nice chai latte!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R9KHN2oRONI/AAAAAAAAARs/9pjlPt3S6n0/s1600-h/IMG_2112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 169px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R9KHN2oRONI/AAAAAAAAARs/9pjlPt3S6n0/s200/IMG_2112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175347593874585810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the little gnome stool was mighty cute.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;norak?&lt;/span&gt; maybe, but i definitely don't mind a little cute norak in my life here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;* updated 9/3 - mr gnome is available at Kartel - bondi junction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1293746574281925059?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1293746574281925059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1293746574281925059&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1293746574281925059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1293746574281925059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-i-sat-on-gnome.html' title='so i sat on a gnome'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R9KFpmoROMI/AAAAAAAAARk/YMSP-lvdXdM/s72-c/IMG_2109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-848825573852733256</id><published>2008-03-03T23:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:05:27.595+11:00</updated><title type='text'>QLD</title><content type='html'>so i'm touring stores soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*uck i'm scared!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1774604840306172422</id><published>2008-03-03T23:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:04:18.740+11:00</updated><title type='text'>merah itu cinta</title><content type='html'>so i've watched it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... gw ga ngerti .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1774604840306172422?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1774604840306172422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1774604840306172422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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baru balik dari indo, and biasa deh.... gw kebagian sedikit oleh oleh... kacang.... ga tau kacang apa, tapi yang pasti enak banget... sama baju terusan batik... makasih mbak irna!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm very happy :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yang pasti juga, gw kebagian di pinjemin vicidi vicidi indo sama nopel nopel indo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inih...dibawah... review dari sayah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nopel # 1: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a very yuppy wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8aX6NVkx2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/g8fsGGgRosw/s1600-h/HJDO0028big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171988248349951842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="178" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8aX6NVkx2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/g8fsGGgRosw/s320/HJDO0028big.jpg" width="123" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;by: Ika Natassa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;gw demen banget!!!!!! serius iyah, nyante juga iyah.. walaupun ada 1 orang yang bilang it's ga realistis, tapi i must say i disagree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menurut gw... realistis realistis ajah... young executive couple (cieh...) sibuk sama kerjaan, planning their wedding. However they're everyday conversation, their everyday things is very young, very 'possible.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw suka 'dialog'nya, gw suka cara bukunya di tulis, bahasanya enak di baca. nyambung.. ga aneh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nopel # 2: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perempuan lain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Kristy Nelwan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerita selingkuhan.... ah jadi ngerasa &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*eh apa sih!!!! ga lah... becanda doang.. tenang dong situ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; kayaknya, i think it's 'possible' banget.. buat orang untuk jatuh cinte walaupun tau itu sebenernya salah, and should probably been better if it had been avoided from the first place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi though, akhir ceritanya tetep 'bener', realising yang salah tuh salah, and jadi sama yang 'sebenernya-uda-keliatan-dari-depan-depan-tapi-dianya-ga-sadar-sadar'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vicidi # 1: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cintapuccino&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8aZ99Vkx3I/AAAAAAAAARE/AC-a7cwQNG8/s1600-h/r_23760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171990511797716850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="162" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8aZ99Vkx3I/AAAAAAAAARE/AC-a7cwQNG8/s200/r_23760.jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ini asalnya dari buku...karangan Icha Rachmanti . Bukunya jauh lebih bagus kemana mana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di film, Rahminya kesannya 'masih kecil banget'!!!! Nimonya juga beda banget sama bayangan gw waktu baca bukunya dulu. Dulu... di imajinasi gw waktu baca bukunya jauh lebih keren!! (irna juga setuju!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nimo yang di kepala gw tuh orangnya tinggi gede.....GEDE........ dipelem sih Nimonya emang tinggi.. tapi gede? hm........ yeah... no. ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. Nimo bayangan gw tuh gede, 'tampan' &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(duh kapan sih gw nyebut orang tampan?),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; berwibawa, gaya, keren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nimo di pelem.. pengen gw pegang bahunya, trus gw bilang &lt;em&gt;"aduh NIMOOoooooo!!!"&lt;/em&gt; sambil gw guncang keceng keceng....... &lt;em&gt;"bangun dong NIMOOOOOOOOoooooooo!!!!".... &lt;/em&gt;kayak ga punya tenaga banget!!!!!!! kayak Vic di Meteor Garden........... astaga deh...... jadi cowo lemah lembut getooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vicidi # 2: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;get married&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;directed by : Hanung Bramantyo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171992762360579970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="190" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8acA9Vkx4I/AAAAAAAAARM/aZRJhV1Zhco/s200/r_24011.jpg" width="131" border="0" /&gt;astagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa lucu sekaleeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;patut nonton!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;uda segitu aja reviewnya........ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yang pasti gw nonton nguakak keceng2!!!! Nyokap yang biasanya cuma 'cuih cuih' ajah kalo sama yang namanya pelem indo aja sampe cengar cengir ....... and that means a lot!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada Agus Ringgonya lagi!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ampun deh Ni!! loe suka sama Agus Ringgo?????? kocak lageeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!! (^_-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vicidi # 3:&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; coklat stroberi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8adFdVkx5I/AAAAAAAAARU/GIM5hSUewgo/s1600-h/r_22952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171993939181619090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8adFdVkx5I/AAAAAAAAARU/GIM5hSUewgo/s200/r_22952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;manis sekali judulnya... artinya... ternyata....................... (*_*)&lt;br /&gt;keren keren sih yang maen........ ceritanya juga........ eh...... biasa aja sih ding... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a twist on the normal "cowo-punya-temen-'cewe'-deket-ampir-bisa-dibilang-jadian-tapi-trus-cowo-kenalan-sama-cewe-baru-trus-'cewe'-dilupakan". why twist you ask? nonton lah. karena ternyata si 'cewe' itu........... &lt;em&gt;*eng ing eng.....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also in the movie is the usual theme of "mencari jati diri"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada banyak cameo cameo di coklat stroberi... ada luna maya yang jago melotot, ada vino g bastian yang .... kayak vino g bastian di pelem pelem lain, DAN... ada FAUZI BAADILLA yang gayanya super cool!!!..... tapi ternyata...... &lt;em&gt;*eng ing eng!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vicidi # 4: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;merah itu cinta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8ad8tVkx6I/AAAAAAAAARc/lFvnP8IaRrI/s1600-h/r_23136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171994888369391522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="168" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8ad8tVkx6I/AAAAAAAAARc/lFvnP8IaRrI/s200/r_23136.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cieh.................. apa iyah merah itu cinta??? --&gt; saya bertanya karena saya belum nonton. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi pagi mau nonton. antara waktu alarm hp gw bunyi sama waktu gw harus bangun-kalo-ga-bangun-sekarang-pasti-telat-kerja-banget. Tapi vicidinya di lepehin terus sama si laptop, jadi.. sayah ga jadi nonton...&lt;br /&gt;so... reviewnya coming soon yah.......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**can you really call the above reviews????? ga juga kali yah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayangnya.. irna suka nonton pelem pelem horror indo.. dan saya tidak.. tadi dia baru bilang sisa sisa vicidi yang belom di pinjemin isinya horor semua.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm rather sad :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2813090251188971285?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2813090251188971285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2813090251188971285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2813090251188971285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2813090251188971285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/oleh-oleh-dari-indo.html' title='oleh oleh dari indo'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8aX6NVkx2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/g8fsGGgRosw/s72-c/HJDO0028big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-3497908224072160132</id><published>2008-02-27T12:08:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T12:11:30.944+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeney Todd</title><content type='html'>Mr Todd....&lt;br /&gt;~demon barber of Fleet Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came out from the cinema after the screening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;monica:&lt;/em&gt; i feel like meat pie now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oni :&lt;/em&gt; cannibal banget!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;monica: hehehehhe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we all proceed to &lt;em&gt;pie face&lt;/em&gt; for some meat pies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-3497908224072160132?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3497908224072160132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=3497908224072160132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3497908224072160132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3497908224072160132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweeney-todd.html' title='Sweeney Todd'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-828015767529144657</id><published>2008-02-24T15:34:00.013+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:20:00.885+11:00</updated><title type='text'>when is enough = enough?</title><content type='html'>this is my current little obsession......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;macarons....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(...or so they meant to be anyway..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the 1st try, didn't take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the 2nd try, it's the pink one below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D8m9Vkx1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/J0_fTjTeX1U/s1600-h/IMG_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170410118451611474" style="CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D8m9Vkx1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/J0_fTjTeX1U/s200/IMG_1289.JPG" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the 3rd try, it turned out quite well.... look wise only... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;taste wise, it's still very chewy.. and the caramel filling was....... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*let's not go there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But hey! i thought "3rd time lucky!!! it could only go better from here"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D1p9VkxvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ca4qWK_9-Fk/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170402473409824498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D1p9VkxvI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ca4qWK_9-Fk/s200/IMG_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not true..... here's my attempt in the next batch, on the same day. This one's greentea... let's just say...... the photo below is the best this batch ever made it to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D1HtVkxuI/AAAAAAAAAP8/s579KLdKL-o/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170401884999304930" style="CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D1HtVkxuI/AAAAAAAAAP8/s579KLdKL-o/s200/IMG_0034.JPG" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And today......... after several weeks of 'non-attempts' i got some left over egg whites, so i thought let's give it a go, using the italian meringue trick.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is what i got.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D2pNVkxwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yrxGJ2WH3oI/s1600-h/IMG_1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170403560036550402" style="WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="158" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D2pNVkxwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/yrxGJ2WH3oI/s200/IMG_1533.JPG" width="113" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D5V9VkxxI/AAAAAAAAAQU/4kyEgERK8mQ/s1600-h/IMG_1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170406527858951954" style="WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="157" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D5V9VkxxI/AAAAAAAAAQU/4kyEgERK8mQ/s200/IMG_1535.JPG" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D7zdVkx0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/8en02xKkf3Y/s1600-h/IMG_1545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170409233688348482" style="WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="157" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D7zdVkx0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/8en02xKkf3Y/s200/IMG_1545.JPG" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i'm not sure what i'm suppose to be 'feeling'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the macarons was 'pimply'..... may be the batter was to thick? maybe the egg whites was overbeaten? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the shell has the circle lines from when i piped it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the 'feet' was massive, meaning, the shell was sitting on an 'angle' on top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;however,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;they are holding their shape quite nicely&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the skin formed nicely while i let them rest (i've never got this much 'skin' in my previous attempts)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the macarons lifted quite easily from the paper / tray without leaving anything behind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm not sure if i should kept on trying (and wasting ingredients) , or should just succumb to the fact that i need to attend a macaron class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170408950220506930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D7i9VkxzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/-OcvcQGOHDs/s320/IMG_1542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*little &lt;strong&gt;'&lt;em&gt;memble'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; macarons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-828015767529144657?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/828015767529144657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=828015767529144657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/828015767529144657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/828015767529144657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-is-enough-enough.html' title='when is enough = enough?'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8D8m9Vkx1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/J0_fTjTeX1U/s72-c/IMG_1289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1736989752452609490</id><published>2008-02-24T14:38:00.012+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:32:17.361+11:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's day</title><content type='html'>this year's valentine's day is different....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*apa coba?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's because... i got a few orders to fill \(^_^)/&lt;br /&gt;i baked approximately 8 dozen of mini cupcakes in total. Here's some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DqD9VkxjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PoVJYfUjZSE/s1600-h/IMG_1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170389725946889778" style="CURSOR: hand" height="147" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DqD9VkxjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PoVJYfUjZSE/s200/IMG_1374.JPG" width="115" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8Dpj9VkxiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/n2pwn_-6jeY/s1600-h/IMG_1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170389176191075874" style="WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="149" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8Dpj9VkxiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/n2pwn_-6jeY/s200/IMG_1370.JPG" width="115" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DrMtVkxkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YZ_y7VfY-_E/s1600-h/IMG_1381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170390975782372930" style="CURSOR: hand" height="145" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DrMtVkxkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YZ_y7VfY-_E/s200/IMG_1381.JPG" width="113" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8Dr9tVkxlI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4Y8sU1ljLyk/s1600-h/IMGP1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170391817595962962" style="CURSOR: hand" height="145" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8Dr9tVkxlI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4Y8sU1ljLyk/s200/IMGP1309.JPG" width="119" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8Dsg9VkxmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/v3hwMacPBZs/s1600-h/IMGP1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170392423186351714" style="CURSOR: hand" height="146" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8Dsg9VkxmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/v3hwMacPBZs/s200/IMGP1320.JPG" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8Dtc9VkxoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/G85W6I30WOs/s1600-h/IMGP1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170393453978502786" style="CURSOR: hand" height="137" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8Dtc9VkxoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/G85W6I30WOs/s200/IMGP1310.JPG" width="114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feb 13th night was a little frantic... Betty came early to picked up her order. Which is fine, as they were done, all i needed to do was box them up. But the extras that i was going to do for the office haven't even been done yet!! so.. they didn't get any&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 pm-ish... cindy called:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ndy&lt;/em&gt;: "cie.... are the cupcakes still happening?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;: "ya.. ya.. gimme 1 hour yah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ndy&lt;/em&gt;: "ok ok!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 minutes later... the phone rang again, this time it's Steffi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;steffi&lt;/em&gt;: "hello... cici oni yah? are the cupcakes still happening?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;cicioni&lt;/em&gt;: " ya.. ya.. gimme 1 hour yah.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;steffi&lt;/em&gt;: ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mind you, her's was done, like betty's all i need to do is box them up. Mind you though, steffi's need to be separated in box of threes, and wrapped in cellophane. They turned out pretty though. I'm happy!! (^_^) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rush rush.. but i loved it!! :) here's some 'final look' pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DurtVkxpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/7KiXpyE1RfU/s1600-h/IMG_1377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170394806893201042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DurtVkxpI/AAAAAAAAAPU/7KiXpyE1RfU/s200/IMG_1377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DvB9VkxqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0-kTA-tDVTo/s1600-h/IMG_1382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170395189145290402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DvB9VkxqI/AAAAAAAAAPc/0-kTA-tDVTo/s200/IMG_1382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DvgtVkxrI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XbxsJ9kvdyc/s1600-h/IMGP1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170395717426267826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DvgtVkxrI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XbxsJ9kvdyc/s200/IMGP1329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8Dy8tVkxsI/AAAAAAAAAPs/szPNK3r7Ltc/s1600-h/IMGP1331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170399496997488322" style="WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="112" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8Dy8tVkxsI/AAAAAAAAAPs/szPNK3r7Ltc/s200/IMGP1331.JPG" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1736989752452609490?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1736989752452609490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1736989752452609490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1736989752452609490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1736989752452609490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R8DqD9VkxjI/AAAAAAAAAOk/PoVJYfUjZSE/s72-c/IMG_1374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-9183047467817669656</id><published>2008-02-11T22:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:08:57.295+11:00</updated><title type='text'>me and my baking</title><content type='html'>it's been a while hasn't it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, i woke up with the soft sound of rain falling down. the first thing that cross my mind was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ah shit... it's time to go to work again??!?!?!?!......... eh no... no need ding... it's the weekend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what has i been up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..... i've been haunting everyone in the house with a bowl of 'old' egg whites for the past 3 weeks. every friday i would get the eggs cracked, and saturday morning i would start sifting my almond meal and icing sugar.  Can't do it for the love of me though!!!! /(0_0,)\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one stage i did manage to make a 'decent' macaron-like shaped, although the consitency, the crunchiness, are all wrong.  and that was 1 of 8 tries.  so i think it's safe to say that i'm staying away for macarons, for now.&lt;br /&gt;*although Edy did send a link to an alternative way of doing macarons, but must admit that i am yet to try it.  next weekend maybe! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, the cupcake frenzy continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have had a few orders since i first put up the pictures on facebook..... here are some pictures of the orders........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R7A4I9VkxdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZP4pG3LAvCc/s1600-h/IMG_1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R7A4I9VkxdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZP4pG3LAvCc/s200/IMG_1202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165690499149120978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R7A499VkxgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/3LxFv19qeh4/s1600-h/IMGP1244.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R7A499VkxgI/AAAAAAAAAOM/3LxFv19qeh4/s200/IMGP1244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165691409682187778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R7A4sdVkxfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/p6hSuKDx0kw/s1600-h/IMG_1300.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R7A4sdVkxfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/p6hSuKDx0kw/s200/IMG_1300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165691109034477042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R7A56tVkxhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/SGwp2KqK2zQ/s1600-h/IMGP1301.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R7A56tVkxhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/SGwp2KqK2zQ/s200/IMGP1301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165692453359240722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;there's a couple more that i don't seem to be able to find a picture of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a few batches ordered for Valentines day......... made an effort to do a fondant heart 'decoration' last weekend, and for the whole 2 days, my hands were the colour of a baboon's ass... nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will put pics up after wednesday... mind you i'm going to melbourne for the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more packaging to do, just realised i forgot to get a cellophane to wrap it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note to self: go to eckersley tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forecast: tomorrow's going to be an all-nighter.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-9183047467817669656?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/9183047467817669656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=9183047467817669656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/9183047467817669656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/9183047467817669656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/02/me-and-my-baking.html' title='me and my baking'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R7A4I9VkxdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZP4pG3LAvCc/s72-c/IMG_1202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-3255133024354081449</id><published>2008-01-25T23:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:33:35.875+11:00</updated><title type='text'>moonlight cinema</title><content type='html'>or in bahasa : layar tancep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey... it was soo cool!!!!!  i know some of you might think..... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'layar tancep doang gitu lho!!! di kampung juga banyak!!!'&lt;/span&gt; but you know what, i have never been and it was awesome, i'm thinking i should go again soon. In fact i was just trying to see what movies are on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the nissan moonlight cinema a couple of nights ago, located at centennial park, as i drove by the place i thought 'uh oh....  this does't look very good... but boy was i wrong!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got the gold grass ticket, which gives us the luxury of a bean chair in the middle of the 'space' as well as a glass of wine upon arrival.  The weather that night was sooo good!!! it was cool (it did get a little cold at the end of the night, but i came prepared with my  '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tea towel scarf'&lt;/span&gt; and was able to warm myself up)  The seat was comfortable, the movie was great.. it was... rather perfect (^__^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R5nW4STR7JI/AAAAAAAAANs/qI5sObVx8D8/s1600-h/-20071025-HGposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R5nW4STR7JI/AAAAAAAAANs/qI5sObVx8D8/s320/-20071025-HGposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159391110603336850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was 'hunting &amp;amp; gathering' starring Audrey Tautou.  It's a french film, so it comes with subtitles.  It was about a group of 3 friends, where situations put them together.  It was a slow, but very enjoyable movie.... very sweet, funny at times, definitely worth the watch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the open air cinema @ mrs macquarie chair soon, so we'll see how that one compares to the moonlight cinema&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-3255133024354081449?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3255133024354081449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=3255133024354081449&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3255133024354081449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3255133024354081449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/moonlight-cinema.html' title='moonlight cinema'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R5nW4STR7JI/AAAAAAAAANs/qI5sObVx8D8/s72-c/-20071025-HGposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-7174618360177740603</id><published>2008-01-20T21:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:41:07.076+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R5Mq_KLNiWI/AAAAAAAAANk/uCNsSsAPkfk/s1600-h/IMGP1173+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R5Mq_KLNiWI/AAAAAAAAANk/uCNsSsAPkfk/s320/IMGP1173+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157513262820854114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;greentea 'heart' cupcakes w/ pink chocolate ganache &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the many failed attempts on the macaron's this week, i made a batch of cupcakes to make myself feel better...  at least this one works, and i'm happy with how it turns out!!  Simple simple recipe, that can be subtituted with anything you fancy.. vanilla w/ strawberry buttercream, java choco cupcake w/ dark chocolate ganache, anything you can think of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone wants to order some for february 14th.... or anyday really, drop me a message (^_^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-7174618360177740603?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7174618360177740603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=7174618360177740603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7174618360177740603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7174618360177740603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/greentea-heart-cupcakes-w-pink.html' title=''/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R5Mq_KLNiWI/AAAAAAAAANk/uCNsSsAPkfk/s72-c/IMGP1173+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-8338222155203340521</id><published>2008-01-12T22:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:04:22.442+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Toy Soldier</title><content type='html'>Saturday started early morning with a chocolate butter icing task for tante pacaran's 2nd order of cupcakes for her Jazz at the Domain outing with Scott.  I started the cupcakes last night, along with mama's order for poppyseed cupcakes with lemon glaze, but thought the icing might be nicer when it 's freshly off the kitchen :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monic came around 10.30, to drop off cella &amp;amp; to pick me up.  We're doing cake decorating practice today!!!!  We plan to fill the day with lots and lots of buttercream (&amp;amp; a pack of fondant that i found in our kitchen cupboard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with fondant....&lt;br /&gt;I wished I've played with play-doh a bit more when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually not too bad, but i'm just finding the fondant to dry up too soon, and because we didn't exactly prepared any "sugarpaste glue", the task of sticking the bits and pieces together are made slightly harder. Not too worry.... 30 minutes later (*_*),  and after my hand changed colour (from the dye), I present to you...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MR. TOY SOLDIER........&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4ijyaLNiQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XbS3hx8vw9U/s1600-h/DSC03947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 260px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4ijyaLNiQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XbS3hx8vw9U/s320/DSC03947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154549859940665602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mr. Toy Soldier has only just returned from his duty overseas.  He's awaiting he's new assignment back home. Mind you though, his picture and him in real life don't really look a like. Definitely much more 'attractive' in the original photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4in_KLNiTI/AAAAAAAAANM/VlXo0Afj4_4/s1600-h/DSC03994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 213px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4in_KLNiTI/AAAAAAAAANM/VlXo0Afj4_4/s320/DSC03994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154554477030508850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him in reality is much smaller &amp;amp; 'wider' than the photo description, he also seems to have a 'beauty spot' on his left cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Is this like reality as well? Where all the male models in the magazines are 'oh so beautiful' but everyday it's very hard to spot one that looks like ones you see in the magazine or tv! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4ilN6LNiRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/8pJ8BCw0rW4/s1600-h/DSC03949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 235px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4ilN6LNiRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/8pJ8BCw0rW4/s320/DSC03949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154551431898695954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4iltaLNiSI/AAAAAAAAANE/w7nSaJXCclA/s1600-h/DSC03951.JPG"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 236px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4iltaLNiSI/AAAAAAAAANE/w7nSaJXCclA/s320/DSC03951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154551973064575266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;mr toy soldier waiting patiently while monica &amp;amp; i decide on what his next assignment is going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lucky for him, we got him an assignment by the end of the afternoon.  Guarding cupcakes! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4ip9KLNiUI/AAAAAAAAANU/i_xnJBSXOsA/s1600-h/DSC03963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 234px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4ip9KLNiUI/AAAAAAAAANU/i_xnJBSXOsA/s320/DSC03963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154556641694026050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4iqKKLNiVI/AAAAAAAAANc/oD9678503Hw/s1600-h/DSC03987.JPG"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 233px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4iqKKLNiVI/AAAAAAAAANc/oD9678503Hw/s320/DSC03987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154556865032325458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;however let me just tell you... decorating cupcakes aren't as easy as it looks!!! We definitely came up with a few "what the!!!" icing this afternoon.  And I've decided that until such time where I've practice and practice and practice some more... I will stick to what I know will work right.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Until then!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Mr Toy Soldier got into an accident on the way home this evening.  He was squashed by his charges (the cupcakes) in the box.  His broke into a few pieces, and to end his suffering, I decided to throw him out. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-8338222155203340521?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8338222155203340521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=8338222155203340521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8338222155203340521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8338222155203340521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/mr-toy-soldier.html' title='Mr. Toy Soldier'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R4ijyaLNiQI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XbS3hx8vw9U/s72-c/DSC03947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-6457740063830208891</id><published>2008-01-09T20:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:15:21.829+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is going to be sooooo different from the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A, i sebal sama youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;u're driving me insaneeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ga pernah deh gw kerja sama orang kayak gini..................&lt;br /&gt;salah satu alasan pengen berenti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-6457740063830208891?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6457740063830208891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=6457740063830208891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6457740063830208891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6457740063830208891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-going-to-be-sooooo-different.html' title=''/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-5257625045132212018</id><published>2008-01-07T20:39:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:39:40.209+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>there you go..&lt;br /&gt;i said it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-5257625045132212018?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5257625045132212018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=5257625045132212018&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5257625045132212018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5257625045132212018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-427956563517496067</id><published>2008-01-06T09:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T09:23:43.651+11:00</updated><title type='text'>climbing walls - part2</title><content type='html'>if you think about it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like wall climbing, sometimes you can just grab on to something quite easily, and sometimes it's just too small or there's really nothing to hold on to as you try to push yourself up into the next ledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for us, life is like a infinite wall to climb, and you can't exactly assess what you're putting yourself to before you start your climb.  When you do find yourself in those awkward ledge, with nothing to grab on to, and nowhere to put your feet next, or if the next ledge is too far from your reach, you can either hang in there and look around, and try your hardest to stretch, grab, pull and push, or you can ask your belayer to get you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good belayer will sometimes ignore your plea and leaves you hanging in mid air until you find your own way up.  I can be a whiny climber though, and that reflects back into reality, like what's happening at the moment.  I am at a part with a big ledge, which looks very promising, yet the ledge is rounded on all sides, it's really no where you can hold on to without being scared that you will slip and fall.  Everyone arounds me says to suck it in and hang on, if not find another ledge to get up, and that it would be a big mistake to come back down. I've been hanging on the same ledge for a while now, and to be honest, could not see any other ledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pushing, but seems like i've been given all the other coloured ledge when all i want is the green one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-427956563517496067?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/427956563517496067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=427956563517496067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/427956563517496067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/427956563517496067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/climbing-walls-part2.html' title='climbing walls - part2'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-999861493587246398</id><published>2008-01-04T20:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:18:48.341+11:00</updated><title type='text'>climbing walls</title><content type='html'>Just got back from wall climbing with Christina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did 4 hours of climbing today, I even managed to get through the purple one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*yay!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lengan and paha nyut-nyutan though sekarang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and my back hurts... but i think it's from sitting on the floor browsing the net..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-999861493587246398?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/999861493587246398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=999861493587246398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/999861493587246398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/999861493587246398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/climbing-walls.html' title='climbing walls'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2454668465620991062</id><published>2008-01-04T08:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:38:23.915+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the end &amp; the beginning</title><content type='html'>it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week work starts again.&lt;br /&gt;in my head, the worry never stopped, but i just didn't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*pusing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was amazing 2 weeks off!!!&lt;br /&gt;just hanging around the family is the best thing!&lt;br /&gt;wondering aimlessly around the house, chitty chatting, baking (and giving it out, because you don't feel like eating it), trips to the doctor, visiting the mall after christmas and getting a headache from the crowd and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27th&lt;/span&gt; - the day after 'enchanted', we went to bondi westfield, to make do the boxing day shopping that we didn't do the day before.  IT WAS MADNESS! (imagine if 27th at bondi is madness, what would city on the 26th be?!?!) The stores are in a mess, stuffs thrown here and there, the changing room at peter alexander looks more like a dumping ground for pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28th&lt;/span&gt; -  did my jewellery (yay i started again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29th&lt;/span&gt; - visit the doctor in the morning, mum was bitten by the spider, and this being Australia, the freak out was big!  Heart was pumping, however, unsure if it's from the bite or from being scared?  Brought the dead spider along, and the doctor confirm it's not poisonous.  now we know the pumping pumping was from being scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as well, as she has a wedding to attend to at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped  her and her friends off at the venue, promised to picked her up when she's done.&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;Come 11pm, it's time to pick her up, the shoes were off, apparently she tripped on the chair, and seems to have sprained her foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30th&lt;/span&gt; - 4am in the morning...... woken up by this insistent knocking on the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on.....  on..... on..... on...... on.... on....."  (you g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;et the gist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opening the door... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ha????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ur mum is in pain, bring her to the hospital"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*gubrak!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her swelling wasn't big, however she was crying, (and that's rare) so we took her to the ER.  The nurse gave her pain relief, and 2 hours into the waiting time, her pain was gone (drugs i tell you!!!) and she's so sure it's not too bad anymore (and that she's sick of waiting around) and that we should just go home.  yeee ritee... to have her go home and what happen when the effects of the drugs go away? come back, wait another 2-3 hours? no thanksssss...&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour later, and she was called in.  the doctor was nice..... but omigod so slow... ok lah i give it to you lah, it's 7 oclock in the morning after spending the whole night up.  Turns out there maybe a slight slight fracture on the upper part of the foot where she hit it, but it's not so clear, she ended up getting a pressure sock and some more panadeine to disguise the pain, and the order to keep using the foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31st&lt;/span&gt; - went to Cadigal House (a.k.a monic's house) for our New Years Eve celebration. Foods and booze galore!! (allright, not too much booze, it's just sounds better when it's food and booze :P) The iPod was blasting music (not my ipod though unfortunately, everyone banned my ipod, said it's too mushy mushy (*_*) ) The atmosphere was greeeeeatttt!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R33wuaLNiGI/AAAAAAAAALk/S3OyMX10Sg0/s1600-h/IMG_2223a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 215px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R33wuaLNiGI/AAAAAAAAALk/S3OyMX10Sg0/s320/IMG_2223a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151538228872710242" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R33xY6LNiHI/AAAAAAAAALs/wLrI4z_2UTE/s1600-h/IMG_2232a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 216px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R33xY6LNiHI/AAAAAAAAALs/wLrI4z_2UTE/s320/IMG_2232a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151538959017150578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R33xY6LNiHI/AAAAAAAAALs/wLrI4z_2UTE/s1600-h/IMG_2232a.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the 9 oclock fireworks on TV, but we went out for the midnight fireworks.  This was also Phoenix's first new year, and for tonight only, Phoenix was also 'Phoenina' :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R33yE6LNiII/AAAAAAAAAL0/jjVAZI2fzVg/s1600-h/IMG_2236a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 221px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R33yE6LNiII/AAAAAAAAAL0/jjVAZI2fzVg/s320/IMG_2236a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151539714931394690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R33yOKLNiJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jRMpI-XQAhI/s1600-h/IMG_2266a.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 220px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R33yOKLNiJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/jRMpI-XQAhI/s320/IMG_2266a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151539873845184658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;left: phoenix &amp;amp; mummy ; right: phoenina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R330iqLNiKI/AAAAAAAAAME/qyTeDqrGRgE/s1600-h/IMG_2281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 227px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R330iqLNiKI/AAAAAAAAAME/qyTeDqrGRgE/s320/IMG_2281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151542425055758498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scott brought over a pack of glowing sticks, and couple packs of sparklers. The glowing stick was a hit!! It is the 'it' thing of the night, everyone seems to be wearing them!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R331Z6LNiLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yW4Lrpp7E1Y/s1600-h/IMG_2294a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R331Z6LNiLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yW4Lrpp7E1Y/s320/IMG_2294a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151543374243530930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;new year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt; - woke up late, followed by lunch at Chat Thai - Haymarket.  The place was amaaaazing.. It was so busy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R34iNaLNiOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hcRamDdxtNk/s1600-h/n593498520_299667_8424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 216px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R34iNaLNiOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hcRamDdxtNk/s320/n593498520_299667_8424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151592637518416098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left: look at the silver thai cups that they use to serve the water. sooo cuteee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt; - felt the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to do some baking (and i was eyeing this cupcake cups at plenty last time we went to bondi, so i'm making it an excuse).  Went to Bondi westfield to get some of those lovely cupcake cups, and we dropped by Spotlight to get some material for my jewellery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 batch of cupcakes - I split it into 2, half filled with marmalade and half swirled with Nutella&lt;br /&gt;another batch of cupcakes followed, this time it's the mooncake /red bean cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd &lt;/span&gt;- i just sold my first batch of cupcakes!!!!!!! yay!!!!!!!! (I didn't have to go very far though, I only sold it to tante pacaran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R333OKLNiMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jlJr0kt4Wc4/s1600-h/DSC03888a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 213px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R333OKLNiMI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jlJr0kt4Wc4/s320/DSC03888a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151545371403323586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R333U6LNiNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/X5kXcOcIbyg/s1600-h/DSC03894a.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 212px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R333U6LNiNI/AAAAAAAAAMc/X5kXcOcIbyg/s320/DSC03894a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151545487367440594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left : nekkit cupcakes ; right: with the crown on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a  Nutella swirled vanilla cupcake, with Nutella buttercream icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants to order some cupcakes??&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2454668465620991062?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2454668465620991062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2454668465620991062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2454668465620991062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2454668465620991062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-2008.html' title='the end &amp; the beginning'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R33wuaLNiGI/AAAAAAAAALk/S3OyMX10Sg0/s72-c/IMG_2223a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-4358685812080942873</id><published>2008-01-02T23:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:58:20.754+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wondering why i kept thinking about that one thing&lt;br /&gt;can't believe i'm actually thinking this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i really be missing him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-4358685812080942873?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4358685812080942873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=4358685812080942873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4358685812080942873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4358685812080942873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2008/01/wondering-why-i-kept-thinking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2377956794757205473</id><published>2008-01-01T22:12:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:54:05.054+11:00</updated><title type='text'>'tis the new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2007 has come to an end, and its place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2008 has just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year may not be perfect&lt;br /&gt;may this year surpasses last year,&lt;br /&gt;may all things fall into the right places this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3opm6LNiEI/AAAAAAAAALU/QeuTnRvWbBo/s1600-h/IMG_2327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Just loving the fact that we get to sleep in, and decided to do that instead, and in the afternoon, we decided to catch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;"Enchanted"&lt;/span&gt; (disney)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love fairy tales, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but don't necessarily believe it will happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love happy ending, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but only hoping it'll happen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love mcdreamy, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'll keep dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now dreaming of true love kiss..... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh mi god so sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and jon mclaughlin's song..... so close...... i put it on repeat on my itunes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...So close to reaching that famous happy end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Almost believing this was not pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And now you’re beside me and look how far we’ve come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So far we are so close..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we decided to go for some creme brulee at the Four Seasons Hotel.  Mum who's really critical when it comes to eating out, approves of the creme brulee... It is sooo good!!!  Today's Creme Brulee of the day was Blueberry (which is awesome, because so far, i've always got Raspberries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can now predict many visit to the Four Seasons lounge in the future when we have overseas visitors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-10187672730734256?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/10187672730734256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=10187672730734256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/10187672730734256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/10187672730734256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/boxing-day.html' title='Boxing day'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-8832975101274402516</id><published>2007-12-26T20:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T01:59:38.209+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas - part2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3JZqaLNh2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/yJ5oDR_88eM/s1600-h/IMG_2175a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3JZqaLNh2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/yJ5oDR_88eM/s320/IMG_2175a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148275909153621858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woken up by the alarm.  It's set up to ring at 6.3oam everyday, including weekends.  Why do I do that you may ask?  I have no idea.  I guess I like the idea of waking up early every morning, although every morning,  I turned the alarm off and gave myself extra sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.30&lt;/span&gt; I woke up to check on Cella, I found her sitting on her bed, folding some gift bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;  are you done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cella:&lt;/span&gt; only just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; ok.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*and I walked straight back to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.30&lt;/span&gt; I woke up, this time for real, Mum's already busy in the kitchen, I guess I better get up and help.  I was given a stack of rattan plates and papers to line them.  We're doing an Indonesian Christmas lunch today, the papers needs to be cut as per the plate's size and to have the edges decorated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.00&lt;/span&gt; Monica arrived with her 'goods' - she brought a long some sangria (sooo sooo gooood!!), and some Christmas cupcakes for dessert.. (and some presents too - with cookies as the name tags, in the shape of  mickey mouse's head *ah..) The frenzy starting to hit again.  We need to get some ice for the eski!!!  Luckily, Otto came not long after, and so he and Kiki hit the road to the nearest petrol station to get some ice.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Jcd6LNh5I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QtaE5hDJdaU/s1600-h/IMG_2177a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Jcd6LNh5I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QtaE5hDJdaU/s320/IMG_2177a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148278992940140434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.00&lt;/span&gt; Ngel came 12 on the dot. Not long to go, we're only missing a few more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.30&lt;/span&gt; Vito, Jess &amp;amp; Phoenix arrived with a big blue bag - filled with presents to join the other pressies under the tree.  We can start eating now, I was beginning to feel faint from the hunger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.50&lt;/span&gt; everyone was standing around the dining table, choosing whatever dish they want.  When suddenly we heard &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"HO HO HO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;....  HO HO HO...  Merry Christmas!!!"  &lt;/span&gt;There's a Santa at our front door!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3JXmqLNh0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/LMhpINysNmE/s1600-h/IMG_2190a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 210px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3JXmqLNh0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/LMhpINysNmE/s320/IMG_2190a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148273645705856834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3JYyKLNh1I/AAAAAAAAAJc/0EVQH_s52iE/s1600-h/IMG_2191.JPG"&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 208px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3JYyKLNh1I/AAAAAAAAAJc/0EVQH_s52iE/s320/IMG_2191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148274942785980242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3JYyKLNh1I/AAAAAAAAAJc/0EVQH_s52iE/s1600-h/IMG_2191.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Scott dressed up as Santa, with the full beard and boots.  Phoenix was stunned, he kept looking at Santa, and started to pull on his beard.  And what do you do when Santa's around?  You sit on his lap and tell him you've been good all year. (no, not really...) anyway..  Everyone was soo surprised that he came as Santa, we took a few happy snaps.  The poor guy was sweating, so Santa didn't stay for long, he left and Scott came not long after (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Je5KLNh8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/a1ejmX3JIKA/s1600-h/IMG_2181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 173px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Je5KLNh8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/a1ejmX3JIKA/s320/IMG_2181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148281660114831298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Food was GREAT!!!! Thanks MUM!!!!!!! We had nasi kuning, rendang, semur, empal, acar, sambal hati (complete with petai!hee hee hee), telur sambal, tempe goreng, and ayam panggang! We stuffed ourself nuts we collapsed on the sofa.   :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a quick break and it's presents time!!!!! Mama, Monica, Nova, Kiki, Cella, Otto, Vito, Jess, Phoenix, Ngel, Scott &amp;amp; Me, we all sit around the makeshift Christmas tree, on the floor. Everyone got some presents, and it's time to open them! Phoenix got this 'maze' from Monic, it's so big it'll fill up the whole of their apartment!  Nova got a trip to Gold Coast from Mr Clause, I guess she's been a really good girl this year? (yea riteee :P) Mama got a Mr Groban CD which she loves and also...  &lt;span&gt;2 jars of macadamia butter cookies from Cella..... which is the reason Cella stayed up all night/morning!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miss Ancella waited until everyone went to bed, and then bake all the cookies. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(actually, all of the christmas presents from Cella were handmade ... I got a sunflower photo frame.. very cute!!!! (^_^) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Jn6KLNiBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/McEX3iBMJUQ/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 137px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Jn6KLNiBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/McEX3iBMJUQ/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148291572899350546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas tree area looks a little naked now without all the presents  (; _ ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another quick break, it's Wii TIME!!!!!!!!!!  Otto brought the console along to the lunch,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Jox6LNiCI/AAAAAAAAALE/0Dr6Gu47UvI/s1600-h/IMG_2216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Jox6LNiCI/AAAAAAAAALE/0Dr6Gu47UvI/s320/IMG_2216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148292530677057570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and with the extra remote he got for Christmas this year, 2 person can play at once now.   Wii Sports, Wario &amp;amp; Cooking Mama were a few that we played.  Boxing on Wii Sport was sooo funny. I played against Cella &amp;amp; Nova played against Scott.  Another big hit was Wario with it's short games, it was soooo much fun!!!! Jumping around, doing weird actions like some crazy person!  It was SOOO MUCH FUN!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20.00&lt;/span&gt;  Vito, Jess &amp;amp; Phoenix went home a long time ago, Scott &amp;amp; Nova left 4 hours ago to go to another Christmas dinner, we're tired from playing Wii, so Otto packed up the console and head home.  Monica &amp;amp; Ngel decided that it's time to go too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21.00&lt;/span&gt; Came back from dropping Ngel home, the house is quiet, decided to watch a few episode of Gossip Girl to finish the night off.  It has been one amazing day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23.00&lt;/span&gt; Mum came to the room, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so are we going shopping tomorrow?  Should we leave at 7?&lt;/span&gt; (it's the boxing day sale) If we wake up....&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7566796&amp;amp;postID=8832975101274402516"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-8832975101274402516?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8832975101274402516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=8832975101274402516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8832975101274402516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8832975101274402516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-christmas-part2.html' title='Our Christmas - part2'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3JZqaLNh2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/yJ5oDR_88eM/s72-c/IMG_2175a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-307432664088599020</id><published>2007-12-26T20:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T20:32:33.316+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas - part1</title><content type='html'>Easter maybe the holiday with the most public holidays involved, but Christmas is still the best holiday through the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our christmas celebration frenzy started on sunday 23rd december, we went to get grocery  for our small cocktail supper during christmas eve.  Everyone seems to be thinking the same thing, everyone in the queue for the register at Coles has their trolley full to the brim.  Ours was too, we stuffed all that we bought to the fridge, hoping the-already-cracked-shelves would keep it strength and would not collapse in the middle of all this crazy time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 24th, went to work for half a day at the store, went home to help Mum prepared for tonight.  Some of the fresh herbs we bought the day before has froze up in the fridge, and we need to get some more fresh ones.  That day, everyone in the whole suburb decided they need to get some chives.  We went round and round and round for more than an hour to look for chives, but we couldn't get any! Eastgarden's fresh fruit world, Coles, the 2nd floor fruit &amp;amp; vege place, Woolworth, the fruit &amp;amp; vege shop near Oporto, the fruit&amp;amp; vege shop at pacific square, the 2nd Coles and the fruits and vege shop in front of Franklins... NONE of them have any chives.....&lt;br /&gt;We just had to make do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went home, started to panic, because the 'chives hunt' took longer than expected, and now we only have about 2 hours before people will start arriving.  No pictures of what we made sorry, didn't think of it at the time, but there was plenty of food.  Some Greek salad, hard boiled egg on pancakes with caviar, Smoked salmon &amp;amp; sour cream on crackers, 3 types of dips amongst all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come 7.30 and the bell rang.. NOOO  they're not meant to come for another hour.. John, Samia, Afif, Marie &amp;amp; James were at the door with some tabouli. Uh oh.....  they'll just have to wait.  We finished off the prep quickly, and by 8.30, Tante Kathy, Steffi, Jen &amp;amp; Mel had come.  Tante Linda came not long after with some spring rolls, followed by Om KimCung after.  The chocolate fountain was hit, especially amongst the girls, despite the chocolate being too thick and won't run as smoothly as I would like it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Ie46LNhyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fe915cOIz4I/s1600-h/IMGP1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Ie46LNhyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fe915cOIz4I/s320/IMGP1060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148211287075686178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was great, everyone was having fun, catching up with each other, Christmas carols accompanies the night, we chatted past midnight, where we wish everyone a Merry Christmas.  By around 1am, everyone started to leave, mind you they only have to walk next door and across the street to go home.  We finished cleaning up at around 2, went straight to bed, ready to do it all over again for Christmas lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone pretty much slept straight away, except for little Miss Ancella......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-307432664088599020?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/307432664088599020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=307432664088599020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/307432664088599020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/307432664088599020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-christmas-part1.html' title='Our Christmas - part1'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3Ie46LNhyI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Fe915cOIz4I/s72-c/IMGP1060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-8820942310290601178</id><published>2007-12-25T10:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T10:40:39.078+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3GUrKLNhxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DrmqXD_AWmA/s1600-h/IMG_2175a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3GUrKLNhxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DrmqXD_AWmA/s320/IMG_2175a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148059318247851794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;merry christmas everyone!!!&lt;/span&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/7566796-8820942310290601178?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8820942310290601178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=8820942310290601178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8820942310290601178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8820942310290601178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R3GUrKLNhxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DrmqXD_AWmA/s72-c/IMG_2175a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-7889717107357111428</id><published>2007-12-16T23:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:52:10.959+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a random act of kindness</title><content type='html'>It was drizzling this evening as I drove along young street looking for a parking. I am late for the Christmas Spectacular.  Someone's leaving, and I waited to get her spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was reversing to park my car, I can see from the corner of the mirror that someone is running towards the car. It was the parking attendant from church.  Now.....  parking attendant in Jakarta is very common, you sort of expect them to rush to your car when you want to park your car and help give directions... But in Sydney? Not really....  There are parking attendants, yes, but most of the time they are there just to point you to where there's a parking place and you're on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this one.. as I looked closely, he's actually helping me park!!!  Reverse, reverse, reverse, stop!!  He gave the thumbs up and went to the car behind me.  To be honest, I thought... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'hmmmmm.. that's different, that's nice..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, I locked up, and thank him for his help, when he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"do you have an umbrella?  here take mine.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be honest.... all I can think of is "HAAAA???????  Is this guy for real?????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no, no, no... it's okay... I'll just run" i said...  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*touched already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"why don't I walk you with the umbrella until we meet someone with an umbrella going the same way" &lt;/span&gt;he said&lt;br /&gt;(*____*)  OMIGODDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;"no, no, no... it's okay really...I'll just run.... Thank you soo much though!!!"&lt;br /&gt;and I ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO SWEEEEEEEEETTTTT!!!!!  (^_______^)&lt;br /&gt;This is 2007 leh!!!! Just don't expect this random act of kindness actually happened... to me...&lt;br /&gt;I know I heard quite a lot of them, but to actually have it happened to me.... I AM AMAZED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whoever you are... A MASSIVE THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  It was definitely a random act of kindness.  You're passing the cheer this Christmas season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-7889717107357111428?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7889717107357111428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=7889717107357111428&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7889717107357111428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7889717107357111428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/random-act-of-kindness.html' title='a random act of kindness'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-7123676071348585354</id><published>2007-12-09T01:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T01:48:05.083+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sick of things breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;i'm worried about all the things i've said.&lt;br /&gt;i'm wanting to go away, far far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to not have to worry about anything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-7123676071348585354?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7123676071348585354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=7123676071348585354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7123676071348585354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7123676071348585354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-sick-of-things-breaking-down.html' title=''/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1740163907457990655</id><published>2007-11-25T16:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:28:32.711+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R0kHv8Iw_TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Da1WNNtRz7w/s1600-h/Photo+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R0kHv8Iw_TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Da1WNNtRz7w/s320/Photo+178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136645370170899762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my newest 'kalung'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1740163907457990655?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1740163907457990655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1740163907457990655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1740163907457990655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1740163907457990655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-newest-kalung.html' title=''/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/R0kHv8Iw_TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Da1WNNtRz7w/s72-c/Photo+178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-5927654014983928773</id><published>2007-11-18T09:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T10:10:20.093+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bunzl sale</title><content type='html'>so what's bunzl u ask?&lt;br /&gt;bunzl is the warehouse company for starbucks in australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have a mountain of merchandises that the company want to sell off, so last weekend was "the day".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;few days prior to the sale day&lt;/span&gt;, mum goes: "jangan beli mugs lagi yah... ga tau mau taro mana" (don't buy any more mugs okay... no space!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;on the morning of the sale&lt;/span&gt;, mum goes: "ikut yah? Sama ima..." (can i come, with auntie too?)&lt;br /&gt;and so they came with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;upon arriving the warehouse&lt;/span&gt;, we were stunned to see a row of tables in the warehouse's carpark. we said "is this all?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;half an hour later&lt;/span&gt;, i saw the boot of my car and laugh my heart out!!!!!!!! it's ridiculous the amount of shopping 5 female can do in half an hour, and that includes mugs and mugs and mugs that mum bought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rz90PcIw_SI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AQ72HHmA2pI/s1600-h/DSC03683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rz90PcIw_SI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AQ72HHmA2pI/s320/DSC03683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133949908825472290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-5927654014983928773?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5927654014983928773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=5927654014983928773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5927654014983928773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5927654014983928773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/bunzl-sale.html' title='bunzl sale'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rz90PcIw_SI/AAAAAAAAAIg/AQ72HHmA2pI/s72-c/DSC03683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2736941231629301317</id><published>2007-11-17T21:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T21:57:28.290+11:00</updated><title type='text'>life these days - part2</title><content type='html'>life these days is full of things that are such opposite of each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work these days are sooo challenging i'm beginning to doubt myself and my ability very very much.  writing this is like a deja-vu, i remembered feeling stressed out with my then-new role 1 year ago.  but I don't remember feeling such inability as what i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even re-assuring chats with colleague and boss didn't help much.  it helped during the moments the conversations happened, but as i walked away and returned to my corner, all the insecurities came flooding back.  i work with a bunch of great people, they are supportive and understanding, making it even harder for i don't want to disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stacks of paper filled the corner of my desk.  it's been sitting there for as long as i can remember being in this new role.  i took it home yesterday, wanting to sort through them and hopefully give a little order for my weekdays.  i woke up this morning thinking "this feels like i'm back in uni", doing assignment in the weekends, trying to catch up.  And just like in uni..  i spend the whole day sleeping instead. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am now, updating my neglected blog, in the middle of updating reports that were due yesterday, defnitely needed for monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other side of life.... i cannot ask for more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a group of beautiful people around me, my family and friends.  i don't think i ever appreciate them before, however with the recent visits and outings, makes me realise how lucky i am to be a part of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visits from relatives - always end up with many nights of outings, dinners and celebrations. anniversaries, birthdays, birthdays and birthdays.  they are so crazy in their own way... so messed up in a way only families can see and realise.  we do stupid things, we like crazy things, we say unbelievably weird things, and i cannot love them more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch up with friends - i can be such a slack when it comes to maintaining relationship and catching up with friends.  not that i catch up with them everyday these days, just that when we do, i always had such a wonderful time, again, makes me think how lucky i am to know and have them around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple chats, may it be over a cup of hot chocolate @ san churros, over a drive to our wall climbing session, or even conversations at home after a night out at capitol square, wasting money on "toufu"s at the vending machine games... they are all memorable, they are all meaningful, i love them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not always happy happy times.  like everyone else, my friends have their ups and downs too.  i feel extremely honoured when they choose to come to me when they are down. you probably won't ever read this, but i just want you to know that i may not say the things i should have said, just because im always stuck for words for situations like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone have  phases in their life.  it won't all be beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;we are going through our phases...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2736941231629301317?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2736941231629301317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2736941231629301317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2736941231629301317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2736941231629301317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-these-days-p2.html' title='life these days - part2'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-4084363415258808535</id><published>2007-10-27T21:50:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:51:00.894+10:00</updated><title type='text'>life these days</title><content type='html'>ain't so beautiful....  /(;_;)\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-4084363415258808535?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4084363415258808535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=4084363415258808535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4084363415258808535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4084363415258808535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-these-days.html' title='life these days'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-679749132178406107</id><published>2007-09-27T00:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T01:13:06.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'>colours</title><content type='html'>i want to start doing things for myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday, i made my first choux pastry with monica.  Sat for the longest time, in front of the oven, watching the choux to see if all the bubbles have gone. They still end up a little burnt.&lt;br /&gt;Fresh cream was no were to be found in the fridge and we can't be bothered to drive to Coles to get some, so we "modify" the recipe to use milk instead. Sure enough, it won't thicken the way it should be.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RvpyDOa3l2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/GPWG4fCfis4/s1600-h/IMGP0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 228px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RvpyDOa3l2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/GPWG4fCfis4/s320/IMGP0276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114525726568585058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (*_*;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...  i think they still looked pretty, although mum poured too much pandan essence to the filling and they turned &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;fluorescent green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  And surely enough, no one but monica and I, dared to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I walked to circular quay after work.  because tonight, the opera house is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;! The "sails" are illuminated by pink spotlights for breast cancer awareness.&lt;br /&gt;Town Hall and CockleBay Wharf are also pink tonight, and i vaquely see a hint of pink in the lobby of Australia Square. Unfortunately Town Hall and CockleBay Wharf are on the otherside of the city and I am not about to walk back. So, lots of happy snaps at the Quay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rvp1-ea3l5I/AAAAAAAAAII/qY8jT-KdX5w/s1600-h/DSC03538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rvp1-ea3l5I/AAAAAAAAAII/qY8jT-KdX5w/s320/DSC03538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114530043010717586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard doing night photos though, without shaking your hands and ultimately, your camera. Mind you, this camera is not the latest technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should start saving up for this other thing.&lt;br /&gt;(*jeez... my 'to buy' list is getting as long as my 'to do' list, and not much are coming off either of those lists)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-679749132178406107?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/679749132178406107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=679749132178406107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/679749132178406107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/679749132178406107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/09/colours.html' title='colours'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RvpyDOa3l2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/GPWG4fCfis4/s72-c/IMGP0276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-77949853161460336</id><published>2007-09-12T22:32:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:45:07.888+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm...</title><content type='html'>frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because everything is still very new and unfamiliar&lt;br /&gt;because most things will need a follow up&lt;br /&gt;because i've just got a reply for a confirmation, but everything is opposite of my original email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it will become familiar sooner rather than later&lt;br /&gt;i wish it can work itself out&lt;br /&gt;i wish people would read and re-read and re-read before sending their reply....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob*&lt;br /&gt;can't imagine... MUST NOT stuff this up...&lt;br /&gt;too much consequences attached too it.&lt;br /&gt;*sob sob*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-77949853161460336?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/77949853161460336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=77949853161460336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/77949853161460336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/77949853161460336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-frustrated.html' title='i&apos;m...'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-3937797357889283684</id><published>2007-09-06T22:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:39:20.899+11:00</updated><title type='text'>weird?</title><content type='html'>for i wish things would just go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not a risk taker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-3937797357889283684?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-8519932291596141860</id><published>2007-08-11T17:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T17:28:08.146+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what seems to have happened</title><content type='html'>june.... everyone's having a birthday&lt;br /&gt;july....  everyone's getting married&lt;br /&gt;august.... everyone's pregnant........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trend seems to continue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-8519932291596141860?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8519932291596141860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1007516175180477107</id><published>2007-08-01T15:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T15:58:27.959+10:00</updated><title type='text'>pros and cons</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- there's pros and cons to calling 2 countries "home":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went back to jakarta last month, i keep converting rupiahs into dollars, thus... all the prices seems reasonable enough. But is it really though?&lt;br /&gt;NOT REALLY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, numbers on the price tags these days have at least 6 numbers... 5 zeros...... and i said "at least" okay.... now, this is a lot of zeros i tell you!!!&lt;br /&gt;some even goes to 6 or 7 zeros &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(allright i admit, i don't see ones with 7 zeros, but don't they say exaggeration is the key?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!!! Now this is a lot of money!!! considering where you are, the living standard and all that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that i'm back in sydney, most of the price on the tags has 2 digits. and that somehow calms me down and think that all is well.. But is it really though?&lt;br /&gt;NOT REALLY.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, compared to the price tags in Jakarta, ones in Sydney is sooo much less intimidating. but in truth, it cost soo much more than what you would pay in Jakarta, even with all the zeros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For example,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with my cousin last weekend. She wanted to get something that cost a certain amount (honest.... i'm not making this up, but i don't remember what it is she wanted to get or how much it was). I nod my head in agreement, and said "yea that's an okay price", which is followed with a 'dirty look' from her, looking as if i've just come from Venus. which then got me thinking.... "oh yeah... it is kinda expensive", but with the 2 digits on the price tags, it all seems well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now am i making sense?&lt;br /&gt;NOT REALLY......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1007516175180477107?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1007516175180477107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1007516175180477107&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1007516175180477107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1007516175180477107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/08/pros-and-cons.html' title='pros and cons'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-8084697631719645615</id><published>2007-07-29T16:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T16:15:53.257+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uda sebulan lebih,&lt;br /&gt;uda sempet jalan jalan ke indonesia,&lt;br /&gt;uda sempet makan makan, minum minum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceritanya..&lt;br /&gt;blom sempet... ntar2an yah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janji ga pake lama! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-8084697631719645615?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8084697631719645615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=8084697631719645615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8084697631719645615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8084697631719645615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/07/ahhai.html' title=''/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-896052379794800291</id><published>2007-06-18T23:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T16:45:59.128+10:00</updated><title type='text'>it's june.. part2</title><content type='html'>ok i'm back.. lets continue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 11th, 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;-Monica's Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this happens to be the Queen's Birthday public holiday too.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(so what? monica a queen meh? hehehehe :P)&lt;/span&gt; Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a whole night at Crystal's wedding on the 9th, followed by all day birthday on the 10th for Cella, I went to Lindt Cafe on the night to get Monica's cake , because as she said &lt;em&gt;"masa mo beli kue sendiri? so sad!!!"&lt;/em&gt; so i went... luckily the cake was there... (yes she chose which one she wanted) so that i dont' have to run around in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was at Cafe XXII in pyrmont. Nova, Cella &amp; I purposely came late, so we can sneak into her house &amp;amp; blew up around 50 balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did get a bit annoyed, as we were late getting to the cafe, and kept calling us, but my theory was &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"she's probably pissed off, but she can't do anything about it anyway"&lt;/span&gt;, so we kept blowing up the balloons. Tell you what though, putting the ribbons &amp; the clips on are not as easy as it looks! Especially when your hands are cold &amp;amp; frozen. I got a few cuts from it... so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.... breakfast was good. I was being "modest" and ordered a banana bread with mascarpone &amp; honey. but can't stopped looking at everyone else's savoury breakfast, i.e: monica's sweet corn fritters &amp;amp; the boys' big breakfast. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncZV-hfG9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zJ0RDzeiU00/s1600-h/IMG_3325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077554970234919890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="247" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncZV-hfG9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zJ0RDzeiU00/s320/IMG_3325.JPG" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncbqehfG_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/OILJW6FQanY/s1600-h/IMG_3327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077557521445493746" style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="195" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncbqehfG_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/OILJW6FQanY/s320/IMG_3327.JPG" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncZouhfG-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/bx6txnggVcg/s1600-h/IMG_3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077555292357467106" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="149" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncZouhfG-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/bx6txnggVcg/s320/IMG_3330.JPG" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After breakfast, went back to monica's place. It was good to see her face when she saw the balloons!!! :) and after that, snap snap snap.. photo sessions. Hair started to stand up because of static too, it was quite a funny look! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnchUehfHAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-RlR8cIVqmU/s1600-h/IMG_3340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077563740558138370" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="166" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnchUehfHAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-RlR8cIVqmU/s320/IMG_3340.JPG" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnciqehfHBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ui-mAPGGb9Q/s1600-h/IMG_3369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077565218026888210" style="WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="197" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnciqehfHBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ui-mAPGGb9Q/s320/IMG_3369.JPG" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rnci4uhfHCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/auuuzRGscuM/s1600-h/IMG_3352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077565462840024098" style="WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="257" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rnci4uhfHCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/auuuzRGscuM/s320/IMG_3352.JPG" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after we cut the cake, we decided to sing her happy birthday, after sucking helium off some of the balloons... it's really funny!!! she filmed it, and through out the video you can hear monica giggling in the background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGWXVrq8xT4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGWXVrq8xT4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;June 14th, 2007:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;-Kiki's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining like mad!!!! and it was Kiki's birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked a table at the Bavarian Bier Cafe @ York St, so that the birthday can have some beer. This also happens to be another milestone birthday, 21st. (why? because you can legally start drinking... in the US??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncqsOhfHDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_pYBGwWwRjk/s1600-h/IMG_5355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077574044184681522" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="202" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncqsOhfHDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_pYBGwWwRjk/s320/IMG_5355.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, everyone was late!!!! and we're all blaming the weather. Otto was there early, but that's because he was locked out from the house &amp; thus stranded in the city until dinner time. I worked 2 blocks away, so i really don't have an excuse to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vito &amp;amp; Jess decided to stay home because it was raining so badly and they worry about Phoenix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monica, Cella, Nova &amp; Kiki.. well..... they're just late. full stop. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(alright alright... it's because of traffic jam...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eneweis... becuz of that i drank 2 glasses of beer... girly beer though :S&lt;br /&gt;mango beer &amp;amp; lychee beer. Maniiiisssssss!!!!!!!!!!!! Otto was there with me, we both somehow became very very chatty, proving another point that alcohol do bring people together hohohohoho. But he said, i'm normally weird anyway, so he didn't really see any difference between me that night and me usually. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... 1 glass of beer &amp; 1 bowl of wedges later, the 4 late comers finally arrived!&lt;br /&gt;Cella, was almost "denied entry" because she was underage. And we totally forgot to asked about it when we booked. We remembered to ask "can we bring a baby" (phoenix) but it never occurred for us to ask "can we bring an underage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she manage to come in... the manager did warn her though &lt;em&gt;"you cannot stand up."&lt;/em&gt; So, all night, she sat down, didn't even get up to go to the toilet. ahhahahahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was great... lots and lots of meat!! 3 of us ordered the pork belly. It looked sooooo small when it arrived, but oh so filling!!!! i ate half &amp;amp; passed the rest to the boys' plate. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncsGuhfHFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wA3ieJh_mGo/s1600-h/IMG_5364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077575598962842706" style="WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="232" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncsGuhfHFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wA3ieJh_mGo/s320/IMG_5364.JPG" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rncr2OhfHEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PuTMBgBZF6k/s1600-h/IMG_5356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077575315495001154" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="124" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rncr2OhfHEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PuTMBgBZF6k/s320/IMG_5356.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;THE VERY THICK 'SAMCAN' PORK BELLY FOR OTTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as monica said, dessert goes to another part of your stomach, thus there is always space for desserts. hehehehe. Mind you though, this time we decided to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncsfehfHGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fCxqiol7_6M/s1600-h/IMG_5376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077576024164605026" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="151" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncsfehfHGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fCxqiol7_6M/s320/IMG_5376.JPG" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiki got his own of course, Sticky Date Pudding, which the waitress brought over, with a sparkles on top, and they also sang Happy Birthday to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xLPmuOmNki4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xLPmuOmNki4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and see also, what happened to monica after a bottle of non-alcoholic beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/swrsctIIbD4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/swrsctIIbD4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;June 16th, 2007:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;-Vito's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, it was raining on and off throughout the day. It was dinner @ their apartment with yummy yummy caesar salad &amp; bbq chicken from the bbq chicken place in mascot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to bake him cupcakes for his birthday, so i did. And those cupcakes became his birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a special batch of cupcakes. Why? because the icing was made with BlueBand. For those not indonesian, BlueBand is an indonesian brand of margarine. It has a distinctive smell of "blueband" that is so unmistakenly "blueband". It's a salted margarine, so i did have second thought about doing it for the cupcakes. But customer wants it is, he wanted blueband, he got blueband. But I must say though, it did turn out really nice! It was a somewhat different flavour. The icing was a little "asin manis" salty sweet, but in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077577286884990066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rncto-hfHHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/7_cyELrS7sA/s320/IMG_3393.JPG" width="293" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rncup-hfHJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LufcFeRDddw/s1600-h/P6160494a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077578403576487058" style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" height="151" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rncup-hfHJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LufcFeRDddw/s320/P6160494a.JPG" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncuxehfHKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/w-hrFKAlyZM/s1600-h/P6160495a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077578532425505954" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="88" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncuxehfHKI/AAAAAAAAAHE/w-hrFKAlyZM/s320/P6160495a.JPG" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rncu3ehfHLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QAwQpNzJ8J4/s1600-h/P6160496a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077578635504721074" style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="110" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/Rncu3ehfHLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QAwQpNzJ8J4/s320/P6160496a.JPG" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncvjOhfHMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ahqobOEkDGw/s1600-h/P6160497a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077579387123997890" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="99" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncvjOhfHMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ahqobOEkDGw/s320/P6160497a.JPG" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncvpOhfHNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/bRuEGitt604/s1600-h/P6160498a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077579490203213010" style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="106" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncvpOhfHNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/bRuEGitt604/s320/P6160498a.JPG" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he liked the cake &amp; i'm glad he does :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RndTSuhfHOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/J2pvcJBMDk4/s1600-h/P6160519a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077618686074756322" style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="108" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RndTSuhfHOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/J2pvcJBMDk4/s320/P6160519a.JPG" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-896052379794800291?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/896052379794800291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=896052379794800291&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/896052379794800291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/896052379794800291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-june-part2.html' title='it&apos;s june.. part2'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RncZV-hfG9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zJ0RDzeiU00/s72-c/IMG_3325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-6730736955026509617</id><published>2007-06-17T01:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:58:17.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>it's june..</title><content type='html'>June is the worst!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 4 family birthdays to celebrate, not to mention friends birthdays &amp; the occasional "surprise" that requires present giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, let's view the agenda for June! (0_0;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;June 6th, 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rachelle's birthday .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A work colleaque. This was celebrated early, we got her a set of Peter Alexander pajamas to help her survive Sydney's winter; which is probably nothing compared to where she was from. However, i must say that this year's winter is awfully cold, compared to the years past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cella's birthday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet sixteen here is like what sweet seventeen is in Indonesia. It's BIG! It is a milestone, it has to be celebrated!!! (now, who sets this "special" birthdays? is 16 special because you can now apply for a drivers license &amp; start driving? - as 17 is in indonesia?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO... we did a small party for cella. yes, just a small one, because none of us can imagine cella having a big bash with poofy dress, a 5 tiered cake and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah... the party went well. The weather didn't help, raining all day long. But the girls looked like they had fun, so that's all that matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnYQfehfG3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/c1kkz2bDBF4/s1600-h/IMG_5281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077263762862316402" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnYQfehfG3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/c1kkz2bDBF4/s320/IMG_5281.jpg" border="0" height="191" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, we had too much food, as it always is, when I get to plan the event. I am terrible at estimating how much food we need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monica did a mini teriyaki chicken rice paper roll, which was so so good! as well as a japanese pasta salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiki helped with the sandwiches, chicken coleslaw &amp; ham, cheese, mayo, tomato &amp;amp; lettuce. While nova helped with the salmon &amp; creamcheese on a cracker. While zisti's help with providing the very popular chicken wings, while sushi world provided the sushi roll, while the very yummy brownies, we got from Starbucks, cella's favourite brownies! (btw when i said "provided" it &lt;u&gt;doesn't&lt;/u&gt; mean gratis.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a last minute pizza on puff pastry, cella cut all the meats that needs to go on top... until her fingers froze (hehehe) &amp;amp; i did &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;batches of vanilla cupcakes (from donna hay) with vanilla buttercream, topped with fresh raspberries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnYVCuhfG4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/6tVfMHotsF8/s1600-h/IMG_5282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077268766499216258" style="width: 181px; height: 134px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnYVCuhfG4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/6tVfMHotsF8/s320/IMG_5282.jpg" border="0" height="157" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnYVZuhfG5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/2H-0igxQCzM/s1600-h/IMG_5315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077269161636207506" style="width: 191px; height: 135px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnYVZuhfG5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/2H-0igxQCzM/s320/IMG_5315.jpg" border="0" height="137" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; notice the birthday cake? SuYin (from cookingismypassion.blogspot.com) did the cake. We ordered it, not knowing what it would taste like, purely based on look, from what we've seen on the blog. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(too be honest, our impression of fondant covered cake are ... "cuma tampang doang" only looks good. taste is not guaranteed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnYcwOhfG6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/QkpmGmNnw7c/s1600-h/IMG_5261.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnYdTuhfG7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/pBOzWndwbWs/s1600-h/IMG_5261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077277854650014642" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 171px; height: 221px;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnYdTuhfG7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/pBOzWndwbWs/s320/IMG_5261.jpg" border="0" height="283" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when it came, we were "waw wow-ing" over it for about half an hour, snap snap snap, pictures with us, and without us. And if you look closely, it is of Cella, playing the piano with biscotti on the side. I told SuYin that biscotti had only 3 legs and she did remember to make it with only 3 legs &amp; a stump. So cute!!!!! The girl on the piano looked soo cute too, cuter than cella (ohohohoho sorry la! :P) and the piano....... with all those individual keys... wowwwww!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've got the cake on the 7th, so we didn't get to cut &amp;amp; eat it as the party was on the 10th. So we leave it on the coffee table, and stare at it, everytime we go pass the living room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, on Sunday the 10th, after cella blew the candles, we all sit there, patiently while i cut the cake. It's not very big you see, so i did mentioned "it's okay.. i don't need one." luckily astri said "no no we'll share" because boy would i regret it if no one said anything. why? because the cake was SOOOOOOO GOOOOOD!!!!!! Don't know how she does it, but it's an almond cake, it was dense to support the scuplture on top, but soft enough when we eat it. OH.... SOO GOOD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 9th, 2007: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;- Crystal's Wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or, Jo as we all called her. Can't believe she's actually married. Little miss surprise (because i think it gives her great pleasure when she gives other a surprise) only told me 2 weeks in advance that she's coming to Sydney and if I am available for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, for dinner, nothing else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's only until she asked if I would be able to do her bouquet, when i promptly asked " ARE YOU GETTING MARRIED????"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of course she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there it goes... her "dinner" is really a "wedding reception dinner"!!!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astri, Monica &amp;amp; Cella came to the dinner as well, at palace chinese restaurant at piccadilly in the city. It was cold and we were late. hehehehe. It was a chinese reception, with 13 courses... by the end of it, we were stuffed up to the throat. *hee hee hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yet to copy the photos from Astri, but once I got them I'll post some here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***now.. i have to run, will post the rest later tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7566796-6730736955026509617?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6730736955026509617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=6730736955026509617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6730736955026509617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6730736955026509617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-june.html' title='it&apos;s june..'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnYQfehfG3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/c1kkz2bDBF4/s72-c/IMG_5281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-4758961887884354093</id><published>2007-06-14T14:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T09:15:58.733+10:00</updated><title type='text'>moi moi moi...</title><content type='html'>it's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot has happened since the last posting.&lt;br /&gt;a lot has been forgotten since then too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my days seems to go for at least 50hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;not because there are piles of stuff to do, but because there's no pile and i'm constantly looking for those piles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after the 5pm on weekdays, this is what's been happening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;obsession #1. jewellery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spending my nights on my bed, making a mess, hoping to get something out of it. and on saturdays, waking up earlier than i would on a weekday &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(heeheehee...),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to go to the market. I had a stall.&lt;br /&gt;Done it 4 times now. It's rewarding!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnDGx-hfGuI/AAAAAAAAADg/z8J5EhRkGcQ/s1600-h/P5190887.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(although i'm missing my weekend sleep-in &amp; has since then give in to the temptation and not open the stall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnXADuhfG2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/40JDhJZeRO4/s1600-h/P5190887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077175325190724450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="193" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnXADuhfG2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/40JDhJZeRO4/s320/P5190887.JPG" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'I'm loving the feeling that i get when someone picked it up, tried it on and commented on it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More often than not, they'll put it back on the table. But when they do say the words "&lt;em&gt;I'll take it",&lt;/em&gt; the smile doesn't come off my face for at least a good 10 minutes after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't get me wrong though, there are a lot of instances where i felt like just packing up and be done with it, eventhough it's not even halfway through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;obsession #2. cupcakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was cupcake crazy for a while, then i stopped, and now, the cupcake craze is on again! And thanks to 'ngel, who bought me the &lt;em&gt;500 cupcakes &lt;/em&gt;by&lt;em&gt; fergal connolly&lt;/em&gt; for Christmas. i've been baking them quite regularly lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnP4SehfG0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mRlglBxak3o/s1600-h/IMG_5156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076674201291529026" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnP4SehfG0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mRlglBxak3o/s320/IMG_5156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a batch of panda cupcakes, as per &lt;a href="http://cookingismypassion.blogspot.com/2006/06/panda-cupcakes.html"&gt;SuYin's&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.himonkey.net/cooking/pandacupcakes/index.html"&gt;the Monkey's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075784881068251906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="231" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnDPdOhfGwI/AAAAAAAAADw/BfsCPl67uRI/s320/IMG_5335.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;also did a tower of cupcakes for Cella's 16th birthday party. and another batch for vito's birthday this coming saturday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;more about the birthdays themselves on the next blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;and while we're on the topic of cupcakes, just a couple of blog that i've been looking at (everyday). now, i definitely recommend these 2 websites. i haven't exactly tried making anything from the first one, but she definitely has very pretty &amp;amp; unique cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cupcakeblog.com/"&gt;http://www.cupcakeblog.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cookingismypassion.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.cookingismypassion.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; --&gt; this is SuYin's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obsession #3. jakarta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;so cannot wait!!!!!&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-4758961887884354093?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4758961887884354093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=4758961887884354093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4758961887884354093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4758961887884354093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/06/moi-moi-moi.html' title='moi moi moi...'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RnXADuhfG2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/40JDhJZeRO4/s72-c/P5190887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-4661150539913047217</id><published>2007-04-11T20:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:08:01.236+10:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging vs emailing</title><content type='html'>hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uda lama nga nulis.  uda 2 orang yang nanyain.. just proves berapa banyak orang yang ngebaca blog gw... but you all means a lot to me lhooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah kenapa, tapi entah aja mau nulis apa.  mungkin karena nothing's happening? tapi kayaknya sama aja sama 3 bulan yang lalu... 1 tahun yang lalu, lalu kenapa dulu masih nulis and sekarang ngak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa karena waktu kerja i used too much brain juice, jadi kalo uda pulang, the time when i write this, it decided that it has done enough work for the day? (apa iyah di kantor used that much brain juice???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe juga karena di kantor, i need to write email, which is similar to blogging (sort of, depend on how you look at it), but needs a lot more concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?  well... you have to write, then re-write, then re-write, then re-write and possible re-write....  before you hit the button labelled "send".  because once that button is pushed, then that is it!  unless you're mailbox is full to the brim and or if the IT guy decides to pull the plug out of your network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posting, on the other hand, you can hit "publish" have a look, back to dashboard &amp; edit, publish, have a look lagi, edit lagi, as many time as your heart desire....  grammar mo ngaco, profanity sana sini, bahasa campur aduk, emoticon dimana mana, bahasa campur aduk, no one will care.&lt;br /&gt;not with work email though.... suturess full!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like now...  i'm having a blogger block (*_*)...&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna sleep on it, hopefully by tomorrow the block will be gone and sampah2 di circular quay juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santi sutomo everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-4661150539913047217?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/4661150539913047217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=4661150539913047217&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4661150539913047217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/4661150539913047217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/04/blogging-vs-emailing.html' title='blogging vs emailing'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-3661655500837145459</id><published>2007-02-28T21:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T21:37:19.008+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a little visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"... ladies and gentlemen, welcome to sydney, the local time is now 6.05 and the temperature is a wet 20 degree celcius.  please remember to take your belongings from the overhead locker and one of our cabin crew will bring anything they may have stowed for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;once they remember where they put it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;  I also like to remind you that smoking is prohibited inside the sydney airport, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;and anyway it's bad for your health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;. so once again i thank you for choosing virginblue and we look forward to seeing you again in the future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;yes, for real, they said that in plane. not words for words lah, but the ones in bold for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from melbourne, for work conference....  we stayed in novotel on collins st, which is great! because it's smack bang in the middle of the city, surrounded by all the shops.  which is also bad because the conference finishes at 5.45 after the shops are closed (*_*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily though,  they manage to finish early on the 2nd day,  so i gave it to temptation and wonder around the city.  walking on your own is a dangerous thing, because napsu belanja jadi tambah liar.  Walked along &lt;span&gt;little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flinders, collins, little collins &amp; bourke st&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  dropped by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;koko black, genki, alice euphoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;yang sebelahnya genki deh pokoknya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the basement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mag nation&lt;/span&gt;. i&lt;/span&gt; gave in and bought a couple of top as well as a little something for cella (as she told me to "get me something yah"  before i left, on sunday). Also dropped by GPO, to have a look at its interior.  amazing amazing graphic, luvs it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day.  a full day of store visits,  some stores just looked beautiful, some just look a bit rundown.  the new pallete are young, fresh &amp;amp; modern. and some stores are just disturbingly quiet, because of its location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i love melbourne, i can't stop wishing it's wednesday afternoon so that i can go back to sydney.  i guess sydney's still home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-3661655500837145459?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3661655500837145459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=3661655500837145459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3661655500837145459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3661655500837145459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/little-visit.html' title='a little visit'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2481079569670659133</id><published>2007-02-24T20:22:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T20:22:54.362+11:00</updated><title type='text'>greys # 17</title><content type='html'>air mata gw netes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2481079569670659133?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2481079569670659133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2481079569670659133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2481079569670659133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2481079569670659133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/greys-17.html' title='greys # 17'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2998326866071882009</id><published>2007-02-20T23:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:08:35.739+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hippity hoppy</title><content type='html'>tadi.....&lt;br /&gt;gw ke kelas hip hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*what what what???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iye.....  you read it right... HIP  HOP!&lt;br /&gt;and yes, jadinya kacau sekali....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktu mulai warm up sih uda rada optimistic "wah, kayaknya bisa nih."&lt;br /&gt;waktu mulai mini dance uda rada menurun "eh, kok kayaknya gw ngaco deh."&lt;br /&gt;waktu mulai belajar rutinnya "eh, mati deh gw..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena berdirinya di tengah tengah, gw ga bisa ngeliat kaca to see how i'm going.&lt;br /&gt;so, geser geser biar bisa ngeliat kaca.....&lt;br /&gt;ternyata... it was a BAD idea.... jadi sadar how badly i move!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;can't remember the movement at all,&lt;br /&gt;badan juga ga bisa gerak how it suppose to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other word, oni should NOT attempt another hiphop........ no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, must admit that it's a good workout though.... 5 minutes into the class and i'm sweating like a pig &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hm...  have you actually seen a pig sweat?)&lt;/span&gt; and you can feel that your whole body is moving and exercising.  now, my betis rasanya cengat-cengit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2998326866071882009?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2998326866071882009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2998326866071882009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2998326866071882009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2998326866071882009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/hippity-hoppy.html' title='hippity hoppy'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-5975086712701410787</id><published>2007-02-15T16:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T16:58:11.503+11:00</updated><title type='text'>motivasi</title><content type='html'>sebenernya, there's quite a few things that came to mind in the past week.  whether it's about reasons, the present and the future, it all came jumbling down one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lunch session recently also brings out something within, that might be a continuation of the previous thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't talk about those here, because i won't and i can't.  all i can think of at the moment is how itchy i am feeling at the moment and the massive headache that just won't go as well as all the things that i should have done today but haven't because i decided to stay home sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the more i think of what awaits me tomorrow at work, the headache pounds harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-5975086712701410787?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5975086712701410787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=5975086712701410787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5975086712701410787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5975086712701410787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/motivasi.html' title='motivasi'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2953177170596088122</id><published>2007-02-08T14:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T12:34:27.709+11:00</updated><title type='text'>7.02.2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;a friend&lt;/strong&gt; : dimana loe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw&lt;/strong&gt;: kantor lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a friend&lt;/strong&gt;: kok masih kerja?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw&lt;/strong&gt;: hah? why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a friend&lt;/strong&gt;: kan uda jam berapa ini!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw&lt;/strong&gt;: hah?  what do you mean? ini kan baru setengah 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a friend&lt;/strong&gt;:  hah?! uda jam 5.30 lagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw&lt;/strong&gt;: hah?  no........ it's only 4.30 what are you talking about!!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a friend&lt;/strong&gt;:  hah? masa sih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw&lt;/strong&gt;: hah? yes.. it's only 4.30...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a friend&lt;/strong&gt;: gw a bit blonde yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw&lt;/strong&gt;: ng...  yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a friend&lt;/strong&gt;: hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gw&lt;/strong&gt;: o my god.... ntar gw telp lagi deh ya, setengah jam lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a friend&lt;/strong&gt;:  ok... hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2953177170596088122?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2953177170596088122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2953177170596088122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2953177170596088122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2953177170596088122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/02/7022007.html' title='7.02.2007'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-569697279016835460</id><published>2007-01-31T19:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T20:26:37.691+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wok station</title><content type='html'>one sunday afternoon, at a thai restaurant along harris street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RcBYMKi_CKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pbLl3sAS_vc/s1600-h/IMG_4556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RcBYMKi_CKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pbLl3sAS_vc/s320/IMG_4556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026114150158239906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've just got a few quirky, silly, funny, make-u-sort-of-smile-to-urself-like-a-madperson, descriptions of their foods. For example, look at number 55 (above) and 28 (below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RcBYs6i_CLI/AAAAAAAAADA/fNI-tZQpLfA/s1600-h/IMG_4560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RcBYs6i_CLI/AAAAAAAAADA/fNI-tZQpLfA/s320/IMG_4560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026114712798955698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some other funny ones includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. Labor "Fine Rice"&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Fried rice with a lot of vegetable and wok chili jam + basil, very nice when you're hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(so......  if you're not hungry then?????? not nice?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. Emerald Fried Rice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are sick of Chinese fried rice. Must try this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;66. Flesh Salad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Thai meat salad healthy and freshy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( i suppose, this is a play on the word fresh / flesh???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place itself is kinda funky. the bowls/chopstick are kinda 'norak' that they're actually became quite cool. The 'no smoking' sign on the wall certainly became one big sign you can't miss.&lt;br /&gt;a definitely interesting place to drop in once or twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RcBauKi_CMI/AAAAAAAAADI/TfCdPzh3U6I/s1600-h/IMG_3042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RcBauKi_CMI/AAAAAAAAADI/TfCdPzh3U6I/s320/IMG_3042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026116933297047746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-569697279016835460?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/569697279016835460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=569697279016835460&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/569697279016835460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/569697279016835460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/wok-station.html' title='wok station'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RcBYMKi_CKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pbLl3sAS_vc/s72-c/IMG_4556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-5106360498898312740</id><published>2007-01-27T02:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:32:14.737+11:00</updated><title type='text'>dino</title><content type='html'>do you know.... kambing kalo evolusi jadi apa?  dinosaurus.&lt;br /&gt;tepatnya.... BRONTOSAURUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RbyvB8GhnuI/AAAAAAAAACU/XeGdW5wzGGI/s1600-h/Photo+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RbyvB8GhnuI/AAAAAAAAACU/XeGdW5wzGGI/s320/Photo+155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025083732086857442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw :  *baca baca baca baca* &lt;br /&gt;         "hhhhhh hhhhhh hhhhhh" (ketawa lewat idung)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cella:  ih!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-5106360498898312740?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5106360498898312740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1662308870675607683</id><published>2007-01-22T14:18:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T14:18:35.373+11:00</updated><title type='text'>quarter life crisis</title><content type='html'>still feels like s#!%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1662308870675607683?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1662308870675607683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1662308870675607683&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/1662308870675607683'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2576845756907372059?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2576845756907372059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2576845756907372059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2576845756907372059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2576845756907372059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/19012007.html' title='19.01.2007'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-8633394919307159139</id><published>2007-01-18T22:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T09:27:04.689+11:00</updated><title type='text'>inside outside</title><content type='html'>I guess you can never know what someone is feeling just by looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tends to hide what they're feeling deep deep inside.  Burying it, hoping life will make the right turns and make things right.  But more often than not, it is really up to us to make those turns and make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you do the drastic thing, to get yourself out of the deep deep mud, but in the process you might, you just might cause other people to drift deeper? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks like the perfect image of when a perfect turn leads to a happy ending. But only she knows whether that turn was the right turn, or whether it should have been the other turn she should have taken.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say to people, do things that makes you happy, because I believe that your life has already been set and that your feet will take you along, automatically.  But, being human, it is  very very possible that I was only telling myself what I wanted to hear, to make things good at the present, just like what I kept telling others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that the problem is within us? A Pastor once said, you have to deal with the demon inside you, before you can reach out and help others. And that if you kept it deep inside, it will once again rise, worse than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that the problem is because of others?  How would you know?  How would you know, to try and fix yourself to fit to the other person?  How would you know that you have to stand your ground and make the other person comes to you? Or should you both take a step towards each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that at one point, you will just have to take that drastic decision, to leave and start over?  But it always come in threes, the past, the present, the future.  Every single decision you had make, lead to the decision you make now, which in turns determine the decision you make in the future.  Life is like a domino.  One move determines the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a toddler learning how to walk, we'll have to take one step at a time.  To fall on our back every so often, and to get back up again.  Eventually we'll be able to walk up straight, with confidence that we will not fall as often. With confidence that the path can be straight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-8633394919307159139?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8633394919307159139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=8633394919307159139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8633394919307159139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8633394919307159139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/inside-outside.html' title='inside outside'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-8543173430150954160</id><published>2007-01-15T21:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:49:38.297+11:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a break - take 2</title><content type='html'>replace the muffin with a box of fried kwe tiau&lt;br /&gt;replace the book with a green mini ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take the shoes off, stretch out the legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now appreciating the park more than ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-8543173430150954160?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/8543173430150954160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=8543173430150954160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8543173430150954160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/8543173430150954160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/taking-break-take-2.html' title='taking a break - take 2'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-6194852789768107171</id><published>2007-01-12T17:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T18:21:08.877+11:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a break</title><content type='html'>today's lunch was PUURRFECT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go against going to the food court for some KFC, and instead i grab a 'very berry muffin' from starbucks &amp; a bottle of TIRO red orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went across the street to the park, sit on the grass(amongst the friendly little ants).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather was beautiful!  the sun was shining, the wind was blowing softly, it was just perfect!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I sat, with my muffin, red orange &amp; a book for half an hour, one that feels way too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"think i'm going back there again next week."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-6194852789768107171?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6194852789768107171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=6194852789768107171&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6194852789768107171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6194852789768107171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/taking-break.html' title='taking a break'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-4347665667860856249</id><published>2007-01-11T23:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:21:59.891+11:00</updated><title type='text'>omg #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/48eHkZfnGug"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/48eHkZfnGug" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brett lee???&lt;div 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#2'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-446618735800721453</id><published>2007-01-11T12:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T12:54:26.430+11:00</updated><title type='text'>conversation</title><content type='html'>just to let you know, kalo loe mau ngomong, gw ada disini.&lt;br /&gt;i will listen and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may only offer "ehm ehm" as a reply or may not even say anything at all,&lt;br /&gt;but i will listen.&lt;br /&gt;anytime you want to talk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-446618735800721453?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/446618735800721453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=446618735800721453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/446618735800721453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/446618735800721453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/conversation.html' title='conversation'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2177964774281887939</id><published>2007-01-10T00:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T00:06:27.379+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight</title><content type='html'>OMG....&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sick&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2177964774281887939?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2177964774281887939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2177964774281887939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2177964774281887939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2177964774281887939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/tonight.html' title='tonight'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-530448281116170011</id><published>2007-01-06T23:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T23:26:45.839+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i swear</title><content type='html'>i WILL NOT drink mocha anymore!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? because it seems to have a ganja effect on me.   and why have i not realise this before you might say?  because to be honest, i have never realised it before.&lt;br /&gt;the constant mood swing is just amazing, up hee hee haa haa, down hiks hiks, up hee, down hiks i feel like i'm having hormonal changes (heh? what?  how do i know? i dunno...)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lets change that first sentence of the entry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WILL NOT drink mochas on the first half of the month, because of the imminent visit of a certain friend, all risks need to be avoided&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-530448281116170011?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/530448281116170011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=530448281116170011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/530448281116170011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/530448281116170011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-swear.html' title='i swear'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-1181814842136771946</id><published>2007-01-06T19:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T19:20:00.137+11:00</updated><title type='text'>kayaknya</title><content type='html'>hoping i'm just being moody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kayaknya masih sayang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-1181814842136771946?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/1181814842136771946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=1181814842136771946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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&amp; lemonade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sugar sugar caffeine...........................&lt;br /&gt;still continuing my want to teriak2.....&lt;br /&gt;ngel asked if i want to go clubbing and for once in my life i'm actually considering it.&lt;br /&gt;too bad it's 1am, and the bed's too comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling mellow also tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's some lyrics for you&lt;br /&gt;let you know my mixed feeling.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it all &lt;br /&gt;Everything &lt;br /&gt;On our own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need &lt;br /&gt;Anything &lt;br /&gt;Or anyone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know &lt;br /&gt;How to say &lt;br /&gt;How I feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those three words &lt;br /&gt;I've said too much &lt;br /&gt;But not enough &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told &lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old &lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time &lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars &lt;br /&gt;Around our heads &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told &lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old &lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I am &lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was &lt;br /&gt;It’s here in your perfect eyes &lt;br /&gt;They're all I can see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where &lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well &lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things &lt;br /&gt;Will never change for us at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here &lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here &lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mengejar mobil by patroli salju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-5386592281758506830?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5386592281758506830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=5386592281758506830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5386592281758506830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5386592281758506830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2007/01/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-5608837098727101057</id><published>2007-01-06T00:17:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T00:17:56.859+11:00</updated><title type='text'>heeheehaahaa</title><content type='html'>heeeeeeheeeeeehaaaaaahaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghh gw pusing, entah kenapa but cannot stop teriak2 hihihaha&lt;br /&gt;(*_*;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-5608837098727101057?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-7527845980650869742</id><published>2007-01-04T21:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T23:06:52.586+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the unthinkable</title><content type='html'>i went and had lunch at gloria jeans today.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-7527845980650869742?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7527845980650869742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=7527845980650869742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZ5PkkwgNJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9N2k8uvqKDI/s1600-h/IMG_4259a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZ5PkkwgNJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9N2k8uvqKDI/s320/IMG_4259a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016534524698309778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suatu hari, ninot menerima message di friendster "ninot.... i di sydney!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's tjemot!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uda lama banget ga ketemu tjemot.  we met up, borders @ bondi, wooloomoolloo &amp; circular quay.   gara gara ketemu tjemot, i now can't wait for july, when ninot can meet the rest of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-3002466712706683895?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZ5PkkwgNJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9N2k8uvqKDI/s72-c/IMG_4259a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-7416527729605445488</id><published>2007-01-01T17:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:20:46.787+11:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to 2007!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZinlVhasFI/AAAAAAAAABI/L2ub1Hs3VTg/s1600-h/IMG_4147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZinlVhasFI/AAAAAAAAABI/L2ub1Hs3VTg/s320/IMG_4147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014942444951351378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the fireworks bangs through the night sky, i remembered all the good and bad of 2006.  the words of pastor joel rings in my head.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is the first day of 2007.  it's time for new resolution(s)!  that needs to be remembered and action from now forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the wonderful night my friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-7416527729605445488?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/7416527729605445488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=7416527729605445488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7416527729605445488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/7416527729605445488'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mari merenung malam ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** haaaaaaaaaaaa?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-6169829362267357986?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/6169829362267357986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=6169829362267357986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6169829362267357986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/6169829362267357986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-day-of-year.html' title='the last day of the year'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-3447729771508935056</id><published>2006-12-29T15:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:23:10.239+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hunter valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZiox1hasGI/AAAAAAAAABU/zg0A-06EH3s/s1600-h/IMG_4056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZiox1hasGI/AAAAAAAAABU/zg0A-06EH3s/s320/IMG_4056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014943759211343970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another road trip following the port macquarie trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bank account got another hit in the stomach, however i see it as an investment *yea rite*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hunter valley garden in the morning... definitely worth going to have a look at , especially if you're quite a photo whore. because it is just stunning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was patterson house, tempus two, brokenwood, &lt;a href="http://www.iron-gate-estate.com.au"&gt;irongate&lt;/a&gt;, draytons, and lindeman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irongate is by far my favourite, they don't have very many variety, but the ones we taste was all exellent! (the Sweet Shiraz is veli veli veli good!!!) Tempus Two followed, with its amazing building &amp; interior (and the wine too of course, Muscato &amp;amp; Botrytis Semillon are A OK)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-3447729771508935056?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/3447729771508935056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=3447729771508935056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3447729771508935056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/3447729771508935056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/hunter-valley.html' title='hunter valley'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZiox1hasGI/AAAAAAAAABU/zg0A-06EH3s/s72-c/IMG_4056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-406418274948436728</id><published>2006-12-27T22:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T16:22:18.558+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of sale &amp; Chinta Ria</title><content type='html'>OMG.... there's still a looong line in front of POLO??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not to worry, I did practice some self control today.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also: Chinta Ria,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never realised how beautiful the place is, it is sort of a mixture of maximalism, eastern kische, pinggir jalan &amp; modern.  Food's just so so... but i cannot stop looking at the colours and the interior!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s looking at voque living today, i'm into hanging mobile again... maybe i should try and make one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-406418274948436728?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/406418274948436728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=406418274948436728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/406418274948436728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/406418274948436728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/2nd-day-of-sale.html' title='2nd day of sale &amp; Chinta Ria'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2636300187483288873</id><published>2006-12-26T19:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T15:34:15.104+11:00</updated><title type='text'>boxing day shopping</title><content type='html'>I did soo much damage to the bank account. NOOOOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2636300187483288873?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2636300187483288873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=2636300187483288873&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2636300187483288873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/2636300187483288873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/boxing-day-shopping.html' title='boxing day shopping'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-5426353886378941298</id><published>2006-12-24T23:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T19:50:38.983+11:00</updated><title type='text'>port macquarie</title><content type='html'>The holiday season kicks off with an "extra long" holiday helper shift @wynyard. Once that's done, off to the office to take care of a few loose end.. And once that done, off we go for our first ever roadtrip together. or as mr chalmers describe it, the "booze trip"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, it's ot as boozy as it may sound! An unexpected trip to Dan Murphy's the day before may have just be the cause of it. Now, now,... some of you may have known Dan Murphy, but i certainly did not.&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I am now a fan of Dan Murphy's!!! woohoo..... those who has not been to one should make the effort to go to one, to at least, have a look... loads and loads and loads of alcohol, anytype you want, except probably those ones you can't drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, the excitement of the time led to a shopping list of stuff that will keep us "unconcious" for at least a week, an interesting fact, considering we're only going away for 2.5 days. (*_*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, so let me tell you about the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there around 7pm, with a few stops along the way, including the roadside toilet which is literally a toilet seat with a straight hole to the ground. Jasmine went, i can't. Anyways, checked-in, and went straight back out to grab some dinner. Met Jagan (from back in Sydney), amazed how small the world can be. After dinner and a quick shower, it was catch up time for everyone, with some card games &amp; "some" alcohol, it went well into the night. You just wont realise how fast a bottle of scnapps can go when you're playing cho-tai-ti. Had some beginners luck on me, so i was pretty much sober (yea, that one drunken night many moons ago was enough to last for a longggggg time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZSWS1hasAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uGFN4_kVt1M/s1600-h/IMG_2822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013797535519256578" style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="182" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZSWS1hasAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uGFN4_kVt1M/s320/IMG_2822.JPG" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd day we went to the docks to go on the river cruise. The first one we went on did not get to sail as there wasn't enough people on board, but we managed to catch another one just before it left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZSXEFhasBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oOWYl1wnkxQ/s1600-h/IMG_3923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013798381627813906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="208" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZSXEFhasBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oOWYl1wnkxQ/s320/IMG_3923.JPG" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advertisement promises dolphin spotting, oyster farm visit and some nature/wildlife spotting. But seriously.... it should really be called river bush &amp; water watching cruise. (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? because the dophins were off on holiday as were the oyster farmers. And all the nature/wildlife we saw was a couple of sea eagle up on a tree (and the tree was pretty tall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off the boat we went in search for some seafood (wee was pretty upset with the fact that the oyster farm was closed, and was determined to find some no matter what). The seafood place we thought was a restaurant turned out to be a fish market (*_*) However still, Wee grab a couple of dozen of oysters. Got some fish and chips and we head back to the hotel to eat. But you know what.... the oysters were BEAUTIFUL!! Wee went back to get another 2 dozen just before dinner, the lady actually recognised him and asked what he did with the other ones :P Can you imagine 4 dozen of oysters in one day???? Jasmine and I didn't had that many... Betty had a bit and Wee ate most of it (*_*) nothing happened tho... rest assured :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZSYOlhasCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FUKPqLnIpvw/s1600-h/IMG_2842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013799661528068130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZSYOlhasCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FUKPqLnIpvw/s200/IMG_2842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The port macquarie Koala Hospital is also one of the things listed as "places to visit". They're not big, but the stories and works that comes out of the place is worth applauding. Poor little lkoalas, all with their own little stories, some worse than others. They are all sooooo cute, sitting in their own enclosure, getting fed their formulas or otherwise just sleeping very cutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZSZ51hasDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FwgB_6IwZgs/s1600-h/port_macquarie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013801504069038130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZSZ51hasDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FwgB_6IwZgs/s200/port_macquarie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing port macquarie is very famous for is the beach! It just seems to go on and on forever!!!!! One loooong stretch of white sand &amp; beautiful coastline. One, down at Flynns Beach has a massive rock which reminded us of scenes from a bollywood movie and inspired us to do a short clip. (i'll post the video up, once i figure out how)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3. Decided to leave early, as we planned to stopped by Hunter Valley on the way home. We got lost though, and didn't get there till late. Most of the wineries are closed, so we made a pact to come back up in a few days, for another road trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the trip was fun! The stufs in it did not turned out as well as we would have wanted it, but i guess the company and the conversations made up for it (despite my hesitation in the beginning). And for that, I thank you.... Wee, Betty &amp;amp; Jasmine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-5426353886378941298?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/5426353886378941298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7566796&amp;postID=5426353886378941298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5426353886378941298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7566796/posts/default/5426353886378941298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/2006/12/port-macquarie.html' title='port macquarie'/><author><name>oni...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995274420697599918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/RZSWS1hasAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uGFN4_kVt1M/s72-c/IMG_2822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2540964607239377560</id><published>2006-12-21T00:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:39:15.493+11:00</updated><title type='text'>let me give you an update</title><content type='html'>so, i've jinx myself with the last post.  because, i've been shopping ever since. nail polish, tulip dress, snacks, pressies, stuffs that i know i won't need but need to get anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;yeah........ so many lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm online through my macbook.  yay!!!!!!! norak, but i'm just so happy, hehehehe.. my back is hurting because i'm laying on my stomach doing this, for a couple of hours now. but macbook rocks.. this will continue on!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i haven't dont the photo page that i meant to do for the MD.  and it meant to be sent tomorrow. (*_*) yea nice.  might just wake up earlier tomorrow morning...........&lt;br /&gt;bisa ga yah????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas is only a few more days to go.  SO EXCITING!!!! i've pretty much opened all my presents tho. hahahaha.  we had a nice christmas dinner last saturday, before mum and cella went back to jakarta for holidays. and today i received another one from my manager.  so sweet of her... wasn't actually expecting to get anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.... what else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. going to port macquarie for a couple of days...  we'll see what's there.  i have no idea what to expect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right, i'll write again after christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2540964607239377560?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com/feeds/2540964607239377560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsFx_pqlvz4/TJTNJXRkIuI/AAAAAAAABf4/Oh5ysmBJsTg/S220/DSC_0357-pola.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7566796.post-2844753215482474369</id><published>2006-12-14T14:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T15:00:46.055+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved office to the city.&lt;br /&gt;4 days on, and no major shopping yet.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of myself (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks on and i'm still clueless&lt;br /&gt;not very proud of myself (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but taking it slowly...&lt;br /&gt;trying not to over think stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7566796-2844753215482474369?l=lil-piece-o-me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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