<?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-2596914942741819307</id><updated>2011-07-29T03:51:18.574+07:00</updated><category term='movie'/><category term='poem'/><category term='news'/><category term='food'/><category term='just speak out'/><category term='to do'/><category term='note'/><category term='drink'/><category term='family'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='about me'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='song'/><category term='moment'/><category term='dream'/><category term='fun'/><category term='memory'/><category term='surprise'/><category term='love'/><category term='book'/><category term='friend'/><category term='little things'/><category term='wordless'/><title type='text'>Minnie Pie</title><subtitle type='html'>"The Journey of My Soul..."
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Sweet as Pie...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-4814982629740875696</id><published>2009-11-14T14:51:00.027+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T16:16:46.518+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moment'/><title type='text'>An Ordinary Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://redjotter.files.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i38.tinypic.com/b9hmvn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Ordinary Moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess this year I would have the sweetest October ever, but I got a bit wrong to say that. First, I had been waiting for my graduation for 5 years, and finally it comes my way!!! It's such a big thing in my life, since I passed through many stumbles and trials. Mmmm but sure, I can tell that I'm not the only person who had them before.... =) Everybody definitely has met difficult time in their life, right?!...so do I, that I decide to enjoy all my experiences, the bad or the good one. Yea, that's what life meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let me begin it...I just wanna say that my graduation ceremony few days ago was not that good as I supposed such as in da prior days...I had no camera left on my hand...freak...I even couldn't take any nice pictures myself...how was it goin on? You know, I also got problem with my high heels! My feet were such so unkind with my shoes! Ok, it's fine to wear high heels but I hate it as it gone wrong in the nice moment I expected....the next thing I want to talkg about is my heavy make-up...it's a big No-no, but it's a must traditionally...! These make-ups seemed to put me up more pounds :P...on the other hand, I had to take a seat the entire ceremony, could you imagine that? I was through it all till the MC called my name to go forward getting my diploma,...that's not the end, because after all I just realized that my foot got scuffed as the result of wrong footwear....I hobbled for one week after that. Yet, whatever happened, it still be one of my beautiful moment in my life...very ordinary but so happy in the end... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, after a very long day ceremony, I got to be relax...the day after, I had a very long sleep... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok by the way, this is a little thing I wanna share with you today folks. Thanks for reading. Love &amp;amp; Cheers! C my up coming posts...! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-4814982629740875696?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4814982629740875696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=4814982629740875696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4814982629740875696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4814982629740875696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/11/ordinary-moment.html' title='An Ordinary Moment'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/b9hmvn_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-8443957710684391169</id><published>2009-10-10T19:05:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:45:40.308+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note'/><title type='text'>A Lil Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i36.tinypic.com/33jjrz6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been very long days...&lt;br /&gt;I've been through so many ways...&lt;br /&gt;Not touching the keyboard...&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning some words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I'm calling it ,a vacant time...&lt;br /&gt;A time where,&lt;br /&gt;I need a Lil break to get back my intention,&lt;br /&gt;it's just about how to stand my passion...,&lt;br /&gt;of writting what I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we get bored,&lt;br /&gt;so that's why we must go for a lil break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I've come back :)&lt;br /&gt;with a couple things I take...&lt;br /&gt;I'll might tell you some, or even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-8443957710684391169?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/8443957710684391169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=8443957710684391169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/8443957710684391169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/8443957710684391169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/10/lil-break.html' title='A Lil Break!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i36.tinypic.com/33jjrz6_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-5696884910523899932</id><published>2009-09-27T08:50:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T09:07:17.861+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just speak out'/><title type='text'>Happy BithDay...G!</title><content type='html'>Wow this morning is just beautiful as yet, and when I turn on my PC then surf to Google, I see this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2dwenw9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww...what happen with &lt;strong&gt;Mr.G&lt;/strong&gt;??? Do you see any mistakes on that? I try to read its spelling for two times. Whop...there are double 'L' I see! But wait, actually nothing is getting wrong there! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways from here, I just wanna say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 11th Birthday, Google!&lt;br /&gt;A Ton of Gratefulness&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;A Ton of your information store! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep Up! Regards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-5696884910523899932?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/5696884910523899932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=5696884910523899932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/5696884910523899932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/5696884910523899932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-bithdayg.html' title='Happy BithDay...G!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/2dwenw9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-6833603867854027402</id><published>2009-09-27T08:08:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:47:19.406+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><title type='text'>Hard to Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday I had a reunion with my old High School mates. I don't know why I always get lazzy when there's a reunion invitation comes to me. I can't imagine whom'll I meet there or how this gathering would be. But, there's a kind of impulse on the inside that encourage me to come! Hope something will go fun in those event, but yeah just like past year, it even got bored later. And this year might be my last attending on that kind of events. I know I'll (might) never see someone I'm waiting for years there ;)...so I try to say "goodbye" now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you ever trusted someone to say "love" then you got nothing? It's me who's feeling this...so sad at first. But, for sure, I'm ok when I write this. :) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2zob381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i37.tinypic.com/f22dxw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...here you can see what I feel right now...&lt;br /&gt;but I don't wanna advance my Ego, everybody has a right for happiness,&lt;br /&gt;though I myself is still trying hard to reach for my own happiness ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, how to face it? just let it flow, &amp;amp; I'll admit it,&lt;br /&gt;straight, sincerely, and obviously.&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful process of mind maturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, Folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-6833603867854027402?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6833603867854027402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=6833603867854027402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6833603867854027402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6833603867854027402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/hard-to-forget.html' title='Hard to Forget'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/2zob381_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-7646572895047654630</id><published>2009-09-24T06:26:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T08:28:17.516+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note'/><title type='text'>Just Stand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i35.tinypic.com/6geh6q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it on...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking a break for a while, finally I come here again to post my thought.:)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I've been so lazy lately since the Big Day, the family gathering day. Then, still in my laziness time I push my fingers to open my e-mail, facebook account, and of course my blog! At first, I found nothing and it made me being stuck in the sloth. Yet, I read a blog I'm following and got an enlightenment :) ! In fact, not only me who get bored in blogging somewhile, but it happened too to others. When I read the owner of the blog I'm following will delete her blog, I feel I need to shout and say, "No, don't make it!" Before you regret what you've done, please think it twice or you'll miss it for life (Am I exaggerating? sure, i don't :)! ) However, your blog is your rule, you have a right on that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not the only one who brokenly get bored in writing, but I'll keep my&lt;br /&gt;mind away about deleting my blogs. Experiences taught me more. ;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to break my boredom. Let's see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;Take a break, and never thought how long it will be...Just let it flow till getting back the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;Check out the web stats, if it grows in the last days, I'll come back qickly, if there's no impressive progress I'll put it again on the hiatus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;Do some activities out there, a simple thing that can refresh your mind, then think to share it through your writings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;When I get back my spirit, I'll keep my fingers before I go blogging. First, I'll read some blogs for my reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;Ok the next thing is change the template, skin, or layout! It's like reborn, and yeah it will make me seeing new atmosphere. Rearranging = Refreshing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;Improve your writing from the inside of its contents, style, and topic! More day, more writing, more experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;Let's start it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's it for today. Keep up, people! ;) I'll enjoy this beautiful morning...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-7646572895047654630?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7646572895047654630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=7646572895047654630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7646572895047654630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7646572895047654630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-stand.html' title='Just Stand...'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/6geh6q_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-4526662874044068522</id><published>2009-09-19T05:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T06:51:54.164+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Being on The Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/728921/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i38.tinypic.com/w2bp5c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hustle bustle list... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;A bit disgusting&lt;/span&gt;, I'll be snared and stuck in bustle time by today. But learning from my Mom, I should be tough to face those moments. She's super woman I can tell you, I never saw her complaints though she has to do many things all together. Tomorrow is &lt;a href="http://www.festivalsofindia.in/Id-ul-Fitr/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lebaran Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;amp; as years before, we will be so busy a day prior to the Big Day. Cleaning out home, do lots things, and preparing dish are &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;u&gt;Don't miss anything...!&lt;/u&gt; (if we don't want messy things happening tomorrow...) by the way, I believe my Mom, but the most important, don't get Mom angry, just do what she ask to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, this week onwards is gonna be not easy for me. I'll be in a &lt;u&gt;very noisy&lt;/u&gt; family gathering (I love them, but big no with the "noisy" itself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, here the list I make to deal with my busyness:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;ol&gt;1.Cleaning up home dead, make Mom smiling, do the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;2.Be active, don't show your lazyness, no complaints,&lt;br /&gt;3.Send cards to all past and present mates.&lt;br /&gt;4.Be nice through this week (especially) to all relatives&lt;br /&gt;who come from far.&lt;br /&gt;5.Be careful with all side dish that contain fat or&lt;br /&gt;these pimples will peep out!&lt;br /&gt;6.Control your appetite, if u dont' wanna get indigestion.&lt;br /&gt;7.After "the hard" week's over, rethink to visit the doctor (dermatologist)for facial treatment. (I have to take in tow my plan to get a new hair)&lt;br /&gt;8.Get back to the campus, prepare all things before the graduation.&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: line-through"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt;, , suddenly I think I need to make a longer list...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it'll happen next, now I have to go doing the first thing I put&lt;br /&gt;on my list above.&lt;br /&gt;Just one day left, should prepare anything on the nail!&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, I'm still able to update my blog! Ok guys, wish me fine so&lt;br /&gt;I can finish all things at time.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya'll later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Focus is not only knowing what to do, &lt;br /&gt;but it's also important to&lt;br /&gt;know what you shoudn't do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-4526662874044068522?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4526662874044068522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=4526662874044068522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4526662874044068522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4526662874044068522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-on-go.html' title='Being on The Go!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/w2bp5c_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-5753702073120961833</id><published>2009-09-17T10:09:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:52:55.260+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>A Girl's Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I'm back to write again. Yesterday I was so wordless, and just spent my time at home. Daydreaming in the whole day, my memories suddenly came back to few years ago, exactly when I was about fifteen, it's my secondary school age. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bitter Sweet in Bali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is a story about my first time visiting &lt;a href="http://www.bali.com/"&gt;Bali&lt;/a&gt;. I think you have heard about this beautiful island. And I want to share my past experience to you. Ok, I have to admit that it was not a nice moment when I got there, the place is beautiful indeed, but the bad news was I didn't enjoy too much the vacation itself, it's a secondary school middle year vac. I was shutt off from my close friends and "trapped" in one room alongside girls I didn't knew much about . What I had with them was only hubble-bubble, talking about shopping time always. So poor I am, shopping wasn't my A-List at at that moment, you could imagine how I deal with them then...but as time go by, I got to adapt with the situation though not easy for me. I just met my close friends in the break time or accidentaly in the destination vac places, that made me a bit cheerless, so that I missed a couple of beautiful moments and sights there. By this reason, I swear that next time will be better or even become the nicest moment in my life... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the lovely (missed) moments I want to meet once over again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/14ww07b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Warm Sunset at Kuta Beach...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2f0bp6t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lovely Sunrise at Sanur Beach...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i26.tinypic.com/eik38k.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Romantic Night View at The Swimming Pool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2hy7vm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sweetest Dinner with topping of red roses around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i26.tinypic.com/rsgb6h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a nice guy who'll play sands with me &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;save me from the smooth waves...&lt;/em&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it might happen in my honeymoon (sure that's one of best places for couples), but hey don't think it so far because till I write this post, I haven't thought sure enough yet about the honeymoon I said hoho...Just let it go with the flow, hope I'll come back there in the right time &amp;amp; with my beloved ones, wish it would be my perfect time ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, it's my dream folks, a girl's dream &amp;amp; I think you have your own dreams, right?...wish someday it would be real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-5753702073120961833?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/5753702073120961833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=5753702073120961833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/5753702073120961833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/5753702073120961833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/girls-dream.html' title='A Girl&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/14ww07b_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-234449287183874889</id><published>2009-09-16T10:38:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:11:56.443+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i30.tinypic.com/zu2p76.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wordless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never thought about Wordless Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;but it's coming my way...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i31.tinypic.com/w7dkif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bnr-art.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;photo source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you'll enjoy your day, people...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-234449287183874889?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/234449287183874889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=234449287183874889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/234449287183874889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/234449287183874889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.tinypic.com/zu2p76_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-5524914312371550808</id><published>2009-09-15T07:20:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T10:19:38.745+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><title type='text'>Wow I Lost It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2lddmo8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just know...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning still looks lovely as yet,&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday I was so surprised finding something had happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure it's good or bad because I never supposed or planned it before,&lt;br /&gt;well, there's no significant change with me actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I have to pinch my hand and also open widely my eyes hoho... ,&lt;br /&gt;guess what...I have lost about 8 pounds in one month!&lt;br /&gt;You may have it too or you have had lost it more? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to me, it's amazing... ;)&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it, seeing that I've been in a long holiday at home and&lt;br /&gt;snacking more oftens.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...you can imagine how I would be if I couldn't control myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;I haven't experienced it (lost more than 2 kilos in a month), I'm typical of a certain person who's easy-gained of weight..., off the beaten track to have some exercises and a bit hard to keep my self away from snacks &amp;amp; delicious food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what makes me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here some list of possible cause of my weight loss ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fasting during this month, but in fact I think that's not the main factor...&lt;br /&gt;I can underline the eating regularly schedule here&lt;br /&gt;which given the real impact over for those matter;&lt;br /&gt;then, by reason of helping my Mom's household tasks :P, I do more dishes this month, and you know it seems really help me reducing my arm's fat ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last but not least, I'm not obsessed to loose my weight at all for that matter...;) I just enjoy my food, having sufficient meal, doing my tasks sincerely, and yeah just hold the weight scale at bay...!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big anxiety is not quite good for our healthy so,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day, enjoy your life, ppl! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-5524914312371550808?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/5524914312371550808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=5524914312371550808&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/5524914312371550808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/5524914312371550808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-i-lost-it.html' title='Wow I Lost It!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/2lddmo8_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-2939547067617131293</id><published>2009-09-12T17:41:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:18:09.124+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Thankful Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Wow, this week is such a full of surprises, we got "nice gifts" from our neighbors. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Last Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/14m9mxi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i30.tinypic.com/2afhp53.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today...tadaa, this our side dish for dinner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/1z50k5w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note:&lt;/strong&gt; The special things I want to share with you is first, we got yummy cakes two times in a week, though actually there's no special moment this week...Second, why I love my Mom cooking so much today, because I think yesterday Mom listened to my and lil sis' babbles ^^. It's almost over a week, I &amp;amp; Lil Sis have new favorite cooking show in da TV. We are continuing to talk about it each day &amp;amp; the most interesting point I got from these show is its simple cooking. Hmm...and you know "&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saute Bean with Beef&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" is one of simple dish presented there. Oh my goodness, it seems Mom doesn't want to see her child keeping their appetite while watching these show ...hoho...! And as she could read our mind, she cooked it today! Thanks Mom, and of course thanks for our kind neighbors too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a little thing, just be grateful...and you'll gain more...! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-2939547067617131293?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/2939547067617131293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=2939547067617131293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/2939547067617131293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/2939547067617131293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/thankful-weekend.html' title='Thankful Weekend!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/14m9mxi_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-286650325388421981</id><published>2009-09-12T17:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:06:50.000+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Only Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/rc3v37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't Give Up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody was perfect&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you regret on&lt;br /&gt;everything has come your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without fail, we’ve been through ordeals&lt;br /&gt;As though this life does not mean anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, just be grateful for&lt;br /&gt;every single thing that lies,&lt;br /&gt;and Everything we have,&lt;br /&gt;Keep this life walk on as before&lt;br /&gt;And just do our best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by all odds, God will show us&lt;br /&gt;His greatness and love to&lt;br /&gt;the patient ones and&lt;br /&gt;whom never lost their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smile &amp;amp; tough, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-286650325388421981?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/286650325388421981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=286650325388421981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/286650325388421981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/286650325388421981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/only-words.html' title='Only Words'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.tinypic.com/rc3v37_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-6964854599291701544</id><published>2009-09-10T09:50:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:21:24.833+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><title type='text'>New Day New Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i31.tinypic.com/ml1pa0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new look...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to cut my hair. This is my bad-hair-day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've planned it since a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;You may ask, "am I in the bad of the mood?"&lt;br /&gt;The answer is "not exactly"... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine, but lately there's a bit boredoom attacked me...&lt;br /&gt;Yea, when I feel it comes in, I need to do something...&lt;br /&gt;I have to "save" myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Doing a novelty will help me getting better,&lt;br /&gt;that's like breathing the fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;New day, new look, new point;&lt;br /&gt;that's like a little reborn. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-6964854599291701544?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i31.tinypic.com/ml1pa0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-506307081931210586</id><published>2009-09-09T08:08:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:20:27.311+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moment'/><title type='text'>090909</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2rp2mc0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calendar mark...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wake up...&lt;br /&gt;Finding good-tempered&lt;br /&gt;and quite calm as the day before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I landed my morning in the cyber...&lt;br /&gt;and got #999&lt;br /&gt;What's that?&lt;br /&gt;short I came back the calendar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, exactly today is 09/09/09&lt;br /&gt;Any special things?&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice numbers, rite?&lt;br /&gt;You could mark something in your calendar... :)&lt;br /&gt;sure if you have any special moments right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to me, it's just a date,&lt;br /&gt;what makes it being so special is the fact that it is easy-remembered :)&lt;br /&gt;so don't miss it people...hoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the most important thing at the time is I have a beautiful day as yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Remember, today is a gift so that's named present,&lt;br /&gt;everyday is a gift so be&lt;br /&gt;grateful for&lt;br /&gt;each moment you have experienced.&lt;br /&gt;You make your day and&lt;br /&gt;it will turn special by you yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your days. :)&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-506307081931210586?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/506307081931210586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=506307081931210586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/506307081931210586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/506307081931210586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909.html' title='090909'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/2rp2mc0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-2817900175744431842</id><published>2009-09-08T09:21:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:04:10.969+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><title type='text'>"Two Choices"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2873vbs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in the midst of two choices?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, It's coming my way. Being at sea...which one should be my priority...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Going to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;b) Go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I guess most of you will tend to choose the first one, as you are in an intense health necessary, right? Yup, initially me too. These day is my bad-skin-day. About three or four month I haven't taken any skin care. Wow! I guess I'll be fine without it, but I'm definitely wrong... :( My pimples peep out! Oh, no! I miss my doctor! Yet in fact, I need the cure over him hoho..., I'm sorry Mr :) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one times checking up, you'll get to buy any cures for the skin treatment. You'll not need to meet up with the doctor again thereafter, and the good news is the cures he provides are notedly potent! That's the rule. It's straightforward. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all rules are changed now :( ! The cures go to limited sold. I have to meet the doctor again before I can buy the cures. It means I have to pay more, and it's not generous I think, still however he has his own rule. Ok Mr, I'll abide it! But wait till I save enough money :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a bit dissapointed, don't know what I shoud do with my skin then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lucky, yesterday Yay...I got extra pin money from my Grandma &amp;amp; Mom! :D What a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, they want me to go shopping...you musn't believe it hoho...! Don't be mistaken, actually I need new stuffs &amp;amp; wears for the big family gathering event that falls on this last month, it's our custom. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...! Almost forget with my skin problem :o How about it then? Yeah...however it might be, I have to choose, skin treatment or new stuffs to buy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, I choose to advance the second choice go shopping and meet the doctor later...I think I still can save some of my money :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your decision is your choice, every choice has its consequence.&lt;br /&gt;Consequence means responsibility,&lt;br /&gt;so you are responsible with your decision&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool off Mr. Skins, we'll meet the doctor soon...while now I'll might get fun at the shops ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-2817900175744431842?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/2817900175744431842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=2817900175744431842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/2817900175744431842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/2817900175744431842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-choices.html' title='&quot;Two Choices&quot;'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/2873vbs_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-8015876800697012310</id><published>2009-09-07T15:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:35:30.127+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little things'/><title type='text'>"Dig It...!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2zf3hhh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok folks, I've come back from the city now..., :)&lt;br /&gt;No much I'll tell you about my activity today,&lt;br /&gt;but I got little problem whilst I was on my way coming home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let I spin a yarn... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, when I got to the campus, I was feeling so fine,&lt;br /&gt;The weather outside was such as so friendly...,&lt;br /&gt;Things run well like what I've planned before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I decided to go home early,&lt;br /&gt;actually lots of things I listed on my note and should to do at that time&lt;br /&gt;I was very excited of my plan, but unfortunately I must cancel it out... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did it happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, like I said before, I got a little problem (with my body),&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden I was shivering, got puffed, limp and you know what...&lt;br /&gt;It happened at the same time when I stood at the bus stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee...! Where's the bus? Today's like a long suffering-waiting...,&lt;br /&gt;the weather stung me...and seemed unkind anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;if within 5 minutes the bus didn't come, I bet I wouldn't no longer get to stand up...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, but before it went on, the bus ,I'd been waiting for almost thirty minutes, at last came in...!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't imagine how if I got fainted at the public place. Thanks, God! I'm safe! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, my body didn't get better later on, so what's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered, I didn't have enough breakfast, just a bite...but&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure it was the cause... (note: however, it's a need ppl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, what really did I need???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so simple, ppl! I need a...: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MINERAL WATER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, there's a peddler who offered "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the little thing&lt;/span&gt;" I need...! (Today I supposed there will be no peddler at the bus, because it's fasting time. Surprised I'm wrong!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the nice thing I learned from those happenings is I learn to value something &amp;amp; others :). Even if it's the simplest . In usual days, I often have no much attention to those peddlers, but now I realize, at the right time we'll need them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once more time, it's so simple, but a bottle of mineral water can help me fresh again! I'm feeling well now! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.K. Have you learned something today? I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have nice days, ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-8015876800697012310?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/8015876800697012310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=8015876800697012310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/8015876800697012310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/8015876800697012310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/dig-it.html' title='&quot;Dig It...!&quot;'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.tinypic.com/2zf3hhh_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-4321821766693146539</id><published>2009-09-07T06:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T07:13:33.656+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note'/><title type='text'>What Day It Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2a0bztx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Strange Day &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just up late...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so fine...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to worried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;Checking some e-mail, but got nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Where's everybody?&lt;br /&gt;It's cranky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday, I feel the same...&lt;br /&gt;I want something new,&lt;br /&gt;but what? I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, this kind morning could help me,&lt;br /&gt;It released me from the boredom, and humdrum hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;take a deep breath and pull it out slowly&lt;br /&gt;Feel the air, hear the morning sound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look outside through the window,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the birdies' singing...&lt;br /&gt;Love the sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;It's so warm,&lt;br /&gt;It brightened my days, and my heart too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for this beautiful morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to start my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'll off to the city.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything runs well. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-4321821766693146539?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4321821766693146539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=4321821766693146539&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4321821766693146539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4321821766693146539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-day-it-is.html' title='What Day It Is'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/2a0bztx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-2541066503040451608</id><published>2009-09-06T19:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:24:12.535+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Should I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2eupyc9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I got busy with my PC as usually :D , updating my blog, going into some forums, checking a couple of favorite sites, and enjoying to read (new) blogs I'm following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forthright, I rarely check out my Facebook account at time. Why? I have my own reason to not going there oftenly..., it's a sensitive matter ;). Am I fool or what, I did it just because of trying to forget someone. Seeing him (again) in that site and nothing to do, just drive me sad...,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm OK so far :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, yesterday I was surprised by an invitation after cheking my e-mail. What's invitation? It's a high-school reunion! It sent via Facebook account, and tadaa...I don't know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I attend or not? A bit anxious about it. You know, going back to meet my old school mates is not in my top list, but I think it will be so fun if I were in the good mood. (The matter is I been trying to take my mind off someone :) &amp;amp; it's better to not look at the past, right? I might skip this event, yet don't call me currish...because I'm not...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Would I go to the event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may know, there's 3 answers listed:&lt;br /&gt;1) Yes&lt;br /&gt;2) No&lt;br /&gt;3) Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaa...I'm not sure about it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willy-nilly I must check out my account....to confirm my presence. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I truly love my high-school mates' comments there. It reminds me to my teen-age hoho... Some of them will attend this event, and the others will not attend it due to their busyness. Then, I realize each of us has begun to make our own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I come in or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, soon I'll give my answer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-2541066503040451608?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/2541066503040451608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=2541066503040451608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/2541066503040451608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/2541066503040451608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/should-i.html' title='Should I?'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/2eupyc9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-1597985593327614452</id><published>2009-09-05T17:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T18:15:24.271+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Beautiful &amp; Wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i30.tinypic.com/k0pkwh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture means everything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wonderful life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wonderful thing I ever have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though now I've not become somebody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep this feeling, a deep love for her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can buy her love, No one can replace her from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's true love, a real true love if you could feel it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, sorry if I ever made you sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, sorry if I couldn't be closer like other child,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I love you, and know that your love is whole-souled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you like you love us all this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I say is not an exaggeration..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the only thing I can show to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I wish and pray to God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that someday, I would hug and kiss you with fully love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on that day you'll find a girl with pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a girl whom her dreams come true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your pray, Mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sacrifice proved there's a true love for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's me,&lt;br /&gt;A daughter, who wants to make you proud...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-1597985593327614452?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/1597985593327614452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=1597985593327614452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/1597985593327614452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/1597985593327614452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautiful-wonderful.html' title='Beautiful &amp; Wonderful'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.tinypic.com/k0pkwh_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-9033671513572417956</id><published>2009-09-04T19:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:48:59.024+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lil Sis'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No words I can say right now,&lt;br /&gt;to show how I love you so much&lt;br /&gt;Seeing your smiles,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing your giggles,&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful gift from God I know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we lead the days&lt;br /&gt;and you've always filled my time with your laugh &amp;amp; archness,&lt;br /&gt;God, hope it stays and never go by,&lt;br /&gt;our lovely time, our nice moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you came into our life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, I learn to love, and yea,&lt;br /&gt;it's you, who teachs me how to love patiently&lt;br /&gt;now, you been growing up and&lt;br /&gt;might find other way,&lt;br /&gt;being a beautiful lady someday,&lt;br /&gt;and leaving me here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you my sweetie,&lt;br /&gt;stay the same,&lt;br /&gt;because I'll miss you everyday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, our fighting to find happiness just begins...&lt;br /&gt;reach for the bright tomorrow we may,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lil sis', keep smile,&lt;br /&gt;because God always hears our pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i25.tinypic.com/14tn1pe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love ya, Sis'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-9033671513572417956?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/9033671513572417956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=9033671513572417956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/9033671513572417956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/9033671513572417956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/09/lil-sis.html' title='Lil Sis&apos;'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.tinypic.com/14tn1pe_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-708509754176189970</id><published>2009-09-01T12:29:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.735+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Thanks, Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My Mom has spoiled our tongue during this half of month :) . From all of her cooking, those are my favorites...(if you could imagine how I want to savor all these dishes now LOL...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i26.tinypic.com/fo0zu8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom's Cooking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From L to R:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Vegetables Soup with Sosis and Meat Balls&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Spicy Powdered Fried Prawns&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Fish with Soya Sauce&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Beef Soup&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Spicy Chilli-tomato Sauce&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Roasted Fish with Tumeric&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Fish Chips&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Vegetables with Peanut Sauce (like Salad)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: I love the spicy dishes, yea it becomes the better part of our food characteristic here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, whatever your food, just keep it healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Appetite! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-708509754176189970?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/708509754176189970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=708509754176189970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/708509754176189970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/708509754176189970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-mom_31.html' title='Thanks, Mom!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/fo0zu8_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-7294084466579047346</id><published>2009-09-01T10:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.751+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hello World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it has been a very long time I do not write something/anything in my blog. I don't know what happen with me? I got in a lazy time lately. Now, I have to wake up and motivate my self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I got several things that I want to tell, but because of my lazyness, I put it on a hiatus for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This middle of August till the end of September will be a very special time for me and my family. We are in the fasting month. I think I've been enjoying it very much. Ok now I'll tell you, what makes this month becomes so nice is because I can taste my mom's cooking! It's so delicious....(Oho...I'm not lying or exaggerating, that's not because she is my Mom, Guys hohoho...) ^^ Inasmuch as my mom's busy activities (she's a teacher and has lots social activities out there) , she has a little time to go to the kitchen, and we rarely taste her cooking, so I miss it greatly...But in this beautiful month, she's cooking for us. Yum...yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Amusing...Mom's know-how in cooking wasn't passed down to me. It will be my challenge to learn and prove that I can do that ( cooking I mean... :) ) Now, I've been going to gain some receipes... ^^ See what will happen later... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-7294084466579047346?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7294084466579047346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=7294084466579047346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7294084466579047346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7294084466579047346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-world_31.html' title='Hello World!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-7871247242484552055</id><published>2009-08-18T09:12:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.770+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>N.U.M.B</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Theme Song of Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N.U.M.B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Linking Park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2ah9toz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you're expecting of me&lt;br /&gt;Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Become so tired so much more aware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm becoming this all I want to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that you're smothering me?&lt;br /&gt;Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control?&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything that you thought I would be&lt;br /&gt;Has fallen apart right in front of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I may end up failing too&lt;br /&gt;But I know you were just like me&lt;br /&gt;With someone disappointed in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you have theme song of your life? It might be a bit funny, but yea, our life actually is just like a drama. We can be sad, happy, disappointed, in blue, and whatever you called it. Sometimes we need to pour and express what we feel in heart. Don't afraid to do that, but please remember not to be lose control. Since we are in the bad mood, our emotion tend to be unstable. So, just hold on, don't judge your self, and keep to stand in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...okay, today and last days, I feel so numb, and all at once I remember on Linking Park's song. A quite old song, entitled NUMB. I know it at first, when I was in high school. At the time, I throughly didn't care this song, and didn't know what NUMB was. Ok, then I just realized that now I'm through what called NUMB, an empty feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For several days later, maybe I'll listen to this song till I get bored and feel better. To be honest, it's dedicated to "somebody" I've been thinking of for almost 5 years. I've tried to do my best as long as I could, but it seem nothing happened. Should I say goodbye now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the new chapter will begin soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-7871247242484552055?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7871247242484552055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=7871247242484552055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7871247242484552055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7871247242484552055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/08/numb_17.html' title='N.U.M.B'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/2ah9toz_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-4389123998713968676</id><published>2009-08-12T09:16:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.799+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Yeah, I Want It Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i27.tinypic.com/eg2yjs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Favorite Veggie Soup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have to admit that I miss my veggies. After eating "too much" meat, it's time to get more healthy food back in my table. I got stomacache this morning (indigestion I think), so annoying :( . I hope I can get well soon. I'm lucky, because today my Mom could read my mind hoho...she prepared my fav dish for breakfast. My veggie soup is so succous. How important to have a healthy food, now I learn it. By the way, ok, that I want to tell at the moment. Keep fit and well! ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Delicioso. Enjoy your meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-4389123998713968676?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4389123998713968676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=4389123998713968676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4389123998713968676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4389123998713968676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeah-i-want-it-today_11.html' title='Yeah, I Want It Today'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/eg2yjs_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-6403645041164486227</id><published>2009-08-11T21:26:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.811+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Just Yummy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just realized that I've always eaten same side dishes for one week. And you know what is it? It's chicken! To be honest, I prefer fish meat, and everything called seafood. I love Tuna Steak better than the beef steak. But, what happened to me? Chicken is my Lis Sis's favorite for meal. I often jeer her as a "chicken eater" hoho..., but now it's my turn being a "chicken eater" hahaha...Lately, I consume fried chicken nine times out of ten. Then, yesterday my Mom cooked &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Opor Ayam&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chicken Curry&lt;/span&gt; (chicken cooked in thick coconut milk and turmeric). I feel something comes my way. I'm addicted to her cooking! What's up? Here, my pimples are rushing up now, a bit sore :( . This food has high fat contents haha...still I love it! My Mom's cooking is so delicious (Yea, it's not because she's my Mom, but I tell you the true hoho...). Should I stop it now? &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eid_ul-Fitr"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lebaran Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hasn't come yet, but I have had Opor Ayam as my dishes. Yummy... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2a6uhzd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Chicken Curry... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-0- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-6403645041164486227?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6403645041164486227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=6403645041164486227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6403645041164486227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6403645041164486227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-yummy_11.html' title='Just Yummy...'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/2a6uhzd_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-4003990402524038931</id><published>2009-08-09T07:27:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.821+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><title type='text'>Can't Believe It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, I have to admit that last days, I'm feeling a bit lazy in typing. It's not because I have no idea to write on, but I just got something new that now I have an eye for. Something that will happen in the last of August, FYI I don't want to tell you about it at the moment. If everything runs well and appropriate my expectation, I'll post it on my blog. Don't take it seriously, it' s only a current news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, what I should write today? Ahaa...it's weekend again, and it's holiday. Actually, I'll go out with my lil sis just as usual, yet she goes to a scout camp. Feeling lonely without her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, do you remember when you touch keyboard and mouse at the first time? I mean, when did the first time you get online?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you about my first experience getting online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my second year in high school. I didn't know anything, sounds strange listening to my friends talked about MIRC, YAHOO, E-MAIL and so on. So funny, I was like a little girl who was just born into the world! When my friend were busy chatting on their online experience, I kept quite. Poor girl hahaha... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near to my High School, there is an Internet Cafe. I often saw people "go and out" from that place. What did they do in that place? It is my big question at the time. I wanted to enter that place, but no courage left in my heart. It's simple thing, but entering a place I didn't know previously, would make me being nervous. I needed someone to accompany me but my close friend also didn't know anything about internet jejeje...what a funny matter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, once upon a day, the weather looks not so friendly. After finished my class, the rain was coming down. I and my friend decided to go home though the rain got more and more hard. Unfortunately, we couldn't go anywhere then we got stuck taking shelter at the Internet Cafe's terrace! And guess what happened later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend compelled me to getting in the Internet Cafe. Since I knew that we couldn't walk over the hard rain, finally we got in. Gosh, I didn't know anything, I was blind on internet! How about her? I relied on her undoubtedly, but she was much the same like me. jejeje... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what we did there for almost an hour was nothing. Just sitting down and staring at the monitor. Yeah, that's true...poor girls.....You must be not believe it. The only thing we did was typing web address and clicked enter button. I remember the first web address I visited is Christina Aguilera page....I didn't think another name, coz I was her big fan at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, after realizing that we got nothing, I asked my friend to stopping this! She gave up and then we turned off the monitor. Something shameful happened to us. When we would pay our account, the operator said we had to back for shutting down the PC. I don't believe, I even didn't get to do it that time hohoho...I didn't know how hahaha...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, somebody help us after an hour struggling to shutting down the PC (we were so shy to ask somebody's help!), so if we count, we had spent two hours in the Internet Cafe without doing anything. Gosh, how fool I am.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know afterward, I had to pay the account ( sounds unfair...) ! But it's okay, though feel a bit dissapointed, I could take a good lesson from my experience. What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, finally I can enter a place called Internet Cafe (for the first time).&lt;br /&gt;Second, since that time, I encoureged my self to learn about internet. All by my self!&lt;br /&gt;Third, here I am, blogging, surfing, chatting and whatever, now I'm dying to know more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...everybody has their own experience. How about you? Do you have one? Just look back, and you will find how far you've been going now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank for coming to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-4003990402524038931?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4003990402524038931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=4003990402524038931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4003990402524038931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4003990402524038931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-believe-it_08.html' title='Can&amp;#39;t Believe It!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-1538531603481934370</id><published>2009-08-04T08:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.841+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>What a Woman (I) Wants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, today I'm back to post about an interesting article. What's that? Actually, I just got it from a trusted source ;) , and after I read the head title, I tried to figure it out heartily. Does it represent me (all women) indeed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's check it out...( I have made it consise in my own words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What exactly do women want?" (in the case of answering men's questions...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/womenrose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A woman wants..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Respect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Just show that you respect our opinions, interests, bodies, and mind. You don't have to "say yes" with all we say and do, but please honor our opinions as something valuable. I'll treat you as you would like to be treated: honest, fair, kind, and considerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Little things could make us happy like giving a beautiful rose just because it is wednesday, not only for our anniversary and others "special" dates. Believe, it's enough to make us smile :) . Be a person such as when we first met and show your truthful affection. It will make me love and love you more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We know that relationship can't be eternally in the pink; simply making the time to be with us and treating us like your top priority says "love" more than all the fancy gifts and lovely letters ever could. One more thing, if you give your help without being asked, it'll make us feel so mean. And then, you'll get "something sweet" .... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Communication.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Keep in touch by words. Tell us we're beautiful and you love the lasagna we made, it could help us feel good. It doesn't have to be over the top, just let us know that you see the effort we put in, and you're grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Engagement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; When I mention it, it doesn't mean "you should marry me tomorrow morning". What I mean is a close relationship by heart and soul between us. Paying attention to the little things is so valuable. You don't have to like everything we like (we might be a little concerned if you do), but showing interest in our passions, be it career-related, a sport, or a hobby; it is the little things that's so endearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humor and Humility.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; These two tend to go hand in hand. This doesn't mean that you have to crack jokes or entertain us, but just being able to laugh at yourself is enough. Guys who take themselves too seriously bring everyone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to all guys out there, I think that's my (our) answers :) and now it depends on you. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Love our life, peace and cheers!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-1538531603481934370?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/1538531603481934370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=1538531603481934370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/1538531603481934370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/1538531603481934370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-woman-i-wants_03.html' title='What a Woman (I) Wants'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-192790457065780905</id><published>2009-08-02T16:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.866+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Spending Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi, I just spent my time with Lil Sis today. If the weather is warm and bright I usually have an idea to go out and this weekend, we went to a mall . After purchasing a stuff that my Lil Sis looked for, we tried some games at the gamezone there. Then, we decided to stop at foodcourt. It was our first time tasting their cooking. Ok, I must tell u honestly that it (the food) might be not the most tasteful in my town but it's ok, the most important is its price :) . My Lil Sis had fried chicken (this is so Yummy...than mine) and I ordered &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/japanesefood.about.com/.../teriyakisauce/r/teriyakichicken.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chicken Teriyaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. How about you? I always plan to do something out-of-home in weekend holiday . It can help to refresh my head. By the way, what I'll plan to next weekend? Still on my mind! Ok folks, enjoy your Sunday! Have a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="yummmm" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/citer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmmm..., I still want another &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chicken Teriyaki&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-0-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-192790457065780905?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/192790457065780905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=192790457065780905&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/192790457065780905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/192790457065780905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/08/spending-sunday_02.html' title='Spending Sunday...'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-2484074927802020662</id><published>2009-07-31T17:22:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.880+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Do U Believe in Numerology?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do you believe in Astrology? Maybe some of you will say yes, and others maybe say no. How if I ask, do you believe in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Numerology"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numerology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Hmm…it sounds similar, yeah it can be said like that, but actually both of them have basic differences. What differences between them? We heard about Astrology since long times. Honestly, I’ve just known about Numerology after read some articles on Hindi’s websites. I don’t know why it is so popular in Hindi now, especially in the showbiz arena. I mean I found famous persons (especially actors and artists) change their name as per Numerology aspects. No, not change it overall, but usually just added one or more letter(s) into their true name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narmada -&gt; Narmmadaa&lt;br /&gt;Amir -&gt; Aamir&lt;br /&gt;Harman -&gt;Hurman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who changed their name due to Numerology reliance didn’t make it at random, they need the expert called Numerologist to help them in order to find the exact ‘modification” of their name. I heard that being a Numerologist could be so promising there ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="numero" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/Numerology-custom.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Numerology, the Numbers (1-9) are the main aspect which used to count somebody’s luck, while Astrology tend to denote the twelve stations or signs reflecting star constellations. So, how they count the luck from some letters arrangements? I don’t know exactly, but they (Numerologists) have their technique. Besides luck, it often used to predict characters, fortune, personality, life, and future. It seemed alike with Astrology, but it required our name’s letters and birth date absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a kind of person who give credence on something like horoscopes and so on. But, sometimes it can be fun I think. I just take the good ones and forget the bad (of the horoscope predictions) hoho…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I was browsing a site, I found free Numerology prediction, and guess what, I decided to try it. NB: It’s just for fun, Ppl! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I put it here just for my note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Lucky Number is 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your Personal Lucky Number does not change. This number will be lucky for you your entire life. Your luck derived from this number will be strongest when you are addressing events and issues related to the general meaning of the number. Lucky Numbers should not be relied on to constantly produce positive results, or make impulsive, high risk gambles. They simply mean that where they appear you have an edge. How large an edge is impossible to determine, but seems to increase with the number of occurrences your Lucky Number is be associated with a given event or issue.&lt;br /&gt;Those with a Personal Lucky Number 3 are indeed very lucky. The 3 is considered by many to be the luckiest number of all. Your 3 will benefit you most in situations requiring creativity and original solutions. The 3 is also a great money and love number. Just remember that as powerful as your 3 is, it is still not wise to take impulsive risks. That is, don’t bet your savings on a horse just because it is wearing the number 3 and in the 3 post position. The horse still needs to be able to run!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Signature Number is a 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Signature numbers are based on how you sign your name. Your signature carries the power and the faults of one of the base 9 numbers. You may actually want to sign different documents with different signatures to reap the benefit of a particular number. For instance, if you are signing an agreement of partnership you might want to alter your signature to reflect the powers of the number 2.&lt;br /&gt;The signature you entered is a 9. The 9 signature is best suited to mark the completion of contracts or payment plans or the giving of donations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Birthday Number is 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This number is most influential between your 28th and 56th year. While it is not the most important number in your profile, it does have an effect on your Life's Path and Destiny.&lt;br /&gt;You are a compassionate, caring soul with a vent for creating harmony amongst others. You are also a romantic and have at least a touch of the artist in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personal Year Number is 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This number tells you what is happening in your life this year. This number should be used to help you avoid setbacks and focus your energies on those areas of your life where you are most likely to achieve your goals.&lt;br /&gt;This is a good year for new beginnings and projects. Your focus should be on yourself and self-improvement. This is the ideal time for you to plant the seeds which will lead to you attaining your goals in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personal Month Number is 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This number tells you what is happening in your life this month. Use this number in the same way you would your Personal year number, but apply it only to the current month.&lt;br /&gt;You are in a good month to begin new projects, take on the role of leader and get things rolling towards your future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Foundation Letter is W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having a W Foundation Letter denotes someone who has the drive and intelligence to take on any project or venture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your End Letter is I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having an I End Letter denotes someone who may lend considerable creative energy to a project or venture, but will need a stable environment to actually see anything through to completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your First Vowel is A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Having an A First Vowel suggest you may be far more determined to succeed than you let on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: I cut some parts to make my post shorter. Ok, that's my Numerology prediction. :) Most of it tell about good things. Anyway, I'll take it as my motivation then. Have nice time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-2484074927802020662?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/2484074927802020662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=2484074927802020662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/2484074927802020662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/2484074927802020662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-u-believe-in-numerology_31.html' title='Do U Believe in Numerology?'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-4121045179607113390</id><published>2009-07-31T17:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.891+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just speak out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Remembering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="fool" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/fool2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the "unfair Court"!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thejakartapost.com/news/2009/07/30/singaporean-court-rules-david-committed-suicide.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remembering David H.W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;March 02. 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-0- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pic Courtesy: Cartoon Stock.com&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-4121045179607113390?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4121045179607113390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=4121045179607113390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4121045179607113390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4121045179607113390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/07/remembering_31.html' title='Remembering...'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-1543345900064162497</id><published>2009-07-28T19:38:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.905+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>A Bit of This Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever loved somebody deeply? Or even you have found your true love and been spending your time almost every single day with him/her? If so, you’re the lucky one. But, just imagine about the people who are still struggling to find their true love. Could you feel what they feel? There’s not only lonesome or longing, but also there’s a big desire inside their heart.(A desire to find the Right One”). Ufh…Don’t know, why I feel sad when I write this…With an eye to the unveiled destiny, it can be seen a story of somebody who still ask and try to uncover the true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I just found a lovely poem from a web. It sounds so nice. I put it into my blog for one reason. Would you like to read it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Better Untouched"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/sadlonely.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look at him,&lt;br /&gt;And a smile grows in my face.&lt;br /&gt;Just to remember the times,&lt;br /&gt;When he could’ve been mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he gives me a hug,&lt;br /&gt;While he puts his arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;I remember what I would’ve gave&lt;br /&gt;To only have a chance with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I see him,&lt;br /&gt;In a different light.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he still means the world to me,&lt;br /&gt;But now its a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friendship means a lot to me,&lt;br /&gt;Although we never had much anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Now I see why God doesn’t answer all prayers,&lt;br /&gt;Because some things are left better untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-o-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why do I pick this poem? The simple reason is to share a bit story of myself. ;;Oh Gosh, I hope I'm not selfish by telling you about it ... :) ;; If you have read that poem literally, you’ll find a worth answer of my question. &lt;em&gt;Now I see why God doesn’t answer all prayers, because some things are left better untouched&lt;/em&gt;. (love this part…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that He knows the best for me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, keep smile, and just be happy ppl! Enjoy your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/smile3blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-1543345900064162497?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/1543345900064162497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=1543345900064162497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/1543345900064162497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/1543345900064162497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/07/bit-of-this-feeling_28.html' title='A Bit of This Feeling'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-5984451891994672371</id><published>2009-07-28T08:53:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.459+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>I Love This Pig</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/babe_2_eskimo135x180.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Gosh! I love this little pig…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I just watched it again! It took my memory back to several years ago when I was about 12 years old. Though it has been presented in the TV for several times, I never gettin bored to watch it. Seeing his innocent face and listening to his “voice”, just makes me smile. This little pig is so cute I think. Aha…yes it’s &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Babe_(film)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BABE: The Gallant Pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. BABE is always being one of my favorite films. He’s my favorite character and unforgettable! And the story of my BABE is so so touched...Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/babe1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Cutest Pig Ever :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Favorite Quotes from this film:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I had words to make a day for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd sing you a morning golden and true&lt;br /&gt;I would make this day last for all time&lt;br /&gt;Then fill the night deep in moonshine&lt;/em&gt;. (The Farmer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babe:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;What do you mean?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duchess The Cat:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;You know, why pigs are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babe:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Why are any of us here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duchess The Cat:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Well, the cows are here to be milked. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dogs are here to help the Boss's husband with the sheep. I am here to be beautiful and affectionate to the Boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That'll do pig. That'll do&lt;/em&gt;. (The Farmer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Friends, I just wanna say that I'll always miss ma BABE. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-5984451891994672371?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/5984451891994672371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=5984451891994672371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/5984451891994672371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/5984451891994672371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-this-pig_27.html' title='I Love This Pig'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-1556643976452543893</id><published>2009-07-27T18:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.475+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Suddenly Missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shocked and confused all the same time, I didn’t find “my leather brown purse” in desk drawer as usual! I was certain I put it on that place and didn’t move it to other places. Did somebody pick it secretly? Impossible! In the late days, I always stayed in my room because I got flu. So, how could my purse disappear just like that?&lt;br /&gt;I looked into the entire room, but found nothing! While my feeling said my purse wasn’t lost at all or stolen! So, did I put it on a “forgotten place”? or maybe I got a problem with my memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was about 30 dollar in the purse, and it wasn’t a little to me. I just took it from bank and planned to pay it for my study. I did being panic, if it were really lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy tried to calm me down by helping to solve the problem. He convinced me that I might forget put the purse in some place and my money was safe. But, at that time I was still certain and didn’t forget that I put my purse in one place, also didn’t move it anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Dad called Mom (who wasn’t in home) asking about my purse. (I was so pessimist Mom knew it. She was very busy on her work and almost never touched my drawer).&lt;br /&gt;But surprise…., Mom had the answer! She told that she had seen my Lil sis “playing” with that purse (she’s 10 year old)! Oh Gosh, I had guessed it before, because we use the same drawer where my purse was put on. Yeah, after “investigating” my Lil sis, she admitted she didn’t know anything about the money. She just thought my purse was empty, coz I had moved its contents (except the money) to my new purse. (Note: Didn’t she see the money? Hmm…I folded my money over two times, and slipped it into the tight part of my purse. So that nobody could find it easily. When I got my purse back, I even almost forgot in which part “the notes” was saved hoho…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/Mieshoot072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Missing Purse"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news: I still have my money, and proved my memory is okay.&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: Feeling a bit angry to my Lil sis, coz she took my purse without my permission. After that, she felt guilty and ashamed to me. But it’s over now. We can’t pass our day without laugh and jokes together. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my note for today is put your stuff on the safe and right place, ppl! Love your days!&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/2596914942741819307-1556643976452543893?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/1556643976452543893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=1556643976452543893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/1556643976452543893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/1556643976452543893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/07/suddenly-missing_27.html' title='Suddenly Missing'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-3795016949645830380</id><published>2009-07-26T09:01:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.930+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Love Mung Beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/buburijoo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Pic&lt;/strong&gt;: The Icy Mung Beans Soup . &lt;strong&gt;Down Pic&lt;/strong&gt;: Hot Mung Beans Soup. Both are delicious.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mung_bean"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mung Beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Do you like it? I know some people don't like it, but for me, it's something delicious and I always will miss its taste. I'm not joking or exaggerating :) Here, the mung beans usually cooked to be soup with black sticky rice, sweet syrup, milk, and bread pieces. Yummy!!!....Oh, I just remembered I and my family often buy a cup of special mung bean soup from a Mung Beans Soup monger who always goes across in front of my house with his cart in the afternoon. Though now he (the monger) rarely appear in my housing complex, I still remember how delicious his cooking :D. Then, suddenly I miss the mung beans taste. Yeah, especially the mung beans juice. I know it's "not in the first list " of people's fav, but actually it also one of luscious drink which made from blended icy water, sugar, and the mung beans itself. Firstly I enjoyed it when I was in elementary school and I love it till this time. Sad, at the time when I really want to savor its taste again, I couldn't find the original taste :( Everything natural is better I think. One thing I note, it's healthy ppl ;) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/kcgijo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tasted this one, but I didn't get what I want.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/P1010270.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love this original one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your days, ppl!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-3795016949645830380?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/3795016949645830380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=3795016949645830380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/3795016949645830380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/3795016949645830380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-mung-beans_25.html' title='Love Mung Beans'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-8028844781054996631</id><published>2009-07-24T20:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.949+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Welcome Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SmmxuwbCZrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Be33nZyr__c/s1600-h/head22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362012248191690418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SmmxuwbCZrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Be33nZyr__c/s400/head22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Greeting from me :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Wanda (I like to be called that). It is not my real name, but it sounds easy-remembered for people. When I was in school, sometimes my new friends got difficulty in spelling my name, so from that I decided to make it shorter and then "Wanda" is here :). I have a deep interest on music, but unfortunately I almost never got a chance to show it. Ok it isn't a big matter coz I have lovely family, especially my parents who always support my study wholeheartedly. I choose English Literary as my first bachelor degree subject in a state university in the capital town. It isn't easy to take this subject, but everything's going well till 5 years of studying it. Now, I'm hopefully waiting the graduation time. Hiyaaa...wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Color : &lt;em&gt;Blue, baby pink, white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Hobby: &lt;em&gt;writing, surfing, music, reading, and singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Food : &lt;em&gt;seafood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;TV :&lt;em&gt; News Channels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book : &lt;em&gt;Daniell Steel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Film : &lt;em&gt;L.0.R Trilogy, Spiderman 2, Beautiful Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be continued... ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-8028844781054996631?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/8028844781054996631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=8028844781054996631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/8028844781054996631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/8028844781054996631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-note_24.html' title='Welcome Note'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SmmxuwbCZrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Be33nZyr__c/s72-c/head22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-6168609951158795389</id><published>2009-02-05T08:32:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.430+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>QUARTER LIFE FEAR SYNDROME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/Sie9h-Yd6eI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HHYdzE4KOAg/s1600-h/gambarqe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343447874277337570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/Sie9h-Yd6eI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HHYdzE4KOAg/s400/gambarqe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything was okay until I read a book entitled “Quarter Life Fear” written by Primadona Angela. No, it is not a bad thing, but I got a bit surprise after read it…how come the story of the main character in da book experienced same problems with me? Do you know what that is? Yeah, we have similarity in some matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an up close review with it, check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The main character’s of this metropop-genre novel is Belinda, a girl who had just celebrated her 25th birthday, who thought being only a “looser” in her age. A looser? Why? No date, no proper job, n she felt she was unattractive and immature woman! (Note: she was 25!) Luckily, her parents loved and cared for her much. Of course, she was an only child in her family. Besides that, she still had a close friend, named Ine. With her, Belinda spent almost her weekend time to go for shopping. Then, unexpectedly, one day when they were in a mall, they met Belinda’s ex-boyfriend, Jay. But Jay was not alone there, he together with “Belinda’s high school most-hated girl”! Belinda guessed both of them were in a relationship and her heart was broken! For these reasons, Ine asked Belinda to forget him, but after trying hard, she couldn’t do that! She still loved her ex-boyfriend. This drew Belinda and Ine into a quarrel…Belinda didn’t understand why Ine let her face this problem alone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing showing my similarity with Belinda is about past-love problem. Yeah, like Belinda, I can’t forget “someone” from my past I have missed so much. After I haven’t seen him since four years ago, I finally could meet him again! He has changed a lot, especially on his physical appearance. I see a mature person in him; he’s not a simple and usual boy I knew in high school! Oh Gosh, he is so perfect physically! But sad, I can’t tell my feeling to him…hiks…hiks…(but, I don’t know, why I prefer him four years ago to the present.) 4 years is not a short time to change someone’s feeling, mind, and attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway, but life must go on! Though I and Belinda have some similarities, I think she’s better than me in some things. She and her mom were so close each other, so she can share everything with her mom. I can’t do that with my Mom! (What so pity…). Not only that, she also had a “happily life ever after ending” on her love case. Jay, her ex-boyfriend, proposed her and they got married later. It’s a very beautiful thing if we could reach for our dream. And how about me? I even haven’t met him again until now. What will happen with my love destiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’m 23, and I think I’m affected by “Quarter Life Fear Syndrome”! Oh God, how do I face my days then? What will happen in my 25th b’day…? Will I become “somebody” or only become a same person just like this day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could do something to reach for my desire and achieve my goals. I hope I can overcome my fear and go through a difficult period time of my life now…Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And certainly finding a true happiness….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-6168609951158795389?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6168609951158795389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=6168609951158795389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6168609951158795389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6168609951158795389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/02/quarter-life-fear-syndrome_04.html' title='QUARTER LIFE FEAR SYNDROME!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/Sie9h-Yd6eI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HHYdzE4KOAg/s72-c/gambarqe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-7602923999920521588</id><published>2009-02-03T10:33:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.079+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>TWILIGHT'S HEARTROB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';color:#6633ff;"  &gt;Last year, Twilight becomes a box office. Honestly I haven’t watched it before hehehe…but I have a big “curiosity” about it! Especially, after I know who’s one of lead actors in this movie^_^. Yup, he’s Robert Pattinson! Actually, at first sight, I don’t give much attention to this movie, but I just wanna know why it can be hit in da box office. The first question hangin on my mind is “who’s the main character?!”. Then, I search some information in IMDB, tadaaa…I read the casts n find his name there. Well, it’s a little surprise when I know he had acted as Cedric in Harry Potter. So pity, I’m not Mr. Potter’s fan hehe…, so I don’t know anything about him in his movie before! Ok, fortunately, some days later I can see his action in Harry Potter on a TV channel. Oh Gosh, I can’t believe, he looks so different in both of movies! Yeah, men are growing up haha, it’s sure a boy will become a man someday…, n Mr. Pattinson so! He was only a supported actor in Harry Potter, who was very thin and has pale face, but now OMG, I like him much. His eyes’ sight enchanted me deeply ^_^… He’ll be in my top 10 coolest men list this year ;-p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255);font-family:';" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255);font-family:';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255);font-family:';" &gt;Hmmm…Do u know that he reminds me about the other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place style="FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255);font-family:';" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt; actors? Guess who!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;Matt Dillon &amp;amp; Robert Pattinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/SYe9VJQSefI/AAAAAAAAAGE/j8g1fqkmS6c/s1600-h/mattrob.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298411657583819250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/SYe9VJQSefI/AAAAAAAAAGE/j8g1fqkmS6c/s400/mattrob.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"  &gt;I’m not sure that they really look alike, but there’s something resembles in their face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%;font-family:'Comic Sans MS';" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;it’s just my opinion… ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-7602923999920521588?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7602923999920521588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=7602923999920521588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7602923999920521588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7602923999920521588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/02/twilight-heartrob_02.html' title='TWILIGHT&amp;#39;S HEARTROB'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/SYe9VJQSefI/AAAAAAAAAGE/j8g1fqkmS6c/s72-c/mattrob.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-6977746821000439225</id><published>2009-01-31T09:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.351+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just speak out'/><title type='text'>Just Words....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Blood Cyrillic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whose land is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Two lands…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Two nations…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Living together side by side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;But they separated for years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;A high wall had broken them in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Two lands…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Two countries…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Living in pain…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;But it’s a different pain…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;One has fear, but they cover it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;They couldn’t live without their Uncle’s hands…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;One has fear, but they face it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;They couldn’t live…only because of their bravery to face it…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;No words could explain…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;No men could restrain…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;How can they feel this pain…?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;They only wait…until the disaster comes again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;One has a home…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;One couldn’t go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;One builds a house…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;One looses a house…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Whose land is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;One learns how not cheap this battle &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;One learns how not cheap this struggle &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;They laugh behind their sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;They smile behind their ruins &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;But whose land is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Thousand days, thousand lives gone away &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;But there…they will always stay…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;No matters what the world say…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;They believe in their own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Two lands…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Two countries…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Living side by side &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Whose land is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;But whose land is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;" &gt;Java, January 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt; 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;Shakespeare Note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS, cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-6977746821000439225?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6977746821000439225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=6977746821000439225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6977746821000439225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6977746821000439225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-words_30.html' title='Just Words....'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-6345958825886561407</id><published>2009-01-01T15:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.063+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note'/><title type='text'>happy new year friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Wow, It's a long time I don't write in ma blog...hmm this is my first writing in 2009 hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;I got a very bad mood several days ago coz of my final project!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I have found many ideas now to tell to you,&lt;br /&gt;but I'll tell you later friends ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now, just check my note below carefully!&lt;br /&gt;What nice resolutions for 2009 ... I wish I could do all of that he3x...Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/?action=view&amp;amp;current=01.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g38/ai_mee/01.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-6345958825886561407?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6345958825886561407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=6345958825886561407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6345958825886561407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6345958825886561407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-friends_01.html' title='happy new year friends!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-190192648083583655</id><published>2009-01-01T15:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:27:51.084+07:00</updated><title type='text'>E-Mail me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/Sp-ZGFM3CrI/AAAAAAAAALM/VT44-n2qSGE/s1600-h/mail_box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377184809858042546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/Sp-ZGFM3CrI/AAAAAAAAALM/VT44-n2qSGE/s400/mail_box.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi, if you wanna contact me,&lt;br /&gt;just send your e-mail here:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanda0909@live.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-190192648083583655?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/190192648083583655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=190192648083583655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/190192648083583655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/190192648083583655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-friends.html' title='E-Mail me....'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/Sp-ZGFM3CrI/AAAAAAAAALM/VT44-n2qSGE/s72-c/mail_box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-6092375327326549354</id><published>2008-12-09T19:06:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.300+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>"From Hollywood to Hajj"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3epjNnT9K_E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3epjNnT9K_E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/omarregan"&gt;"Omar Regan Profile"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wish u all the best Mr!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*what a nice interview! watch this...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-6092375327326549354?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6092375327326549354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=6092375327326549354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6092375327326549354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6092375327326549354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2008/12/hollywood-to-hajj_09.html' title='&amp;quot;From Hollywood to Hajj&amp;quot;'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-7129649234244510516</id><published>2008-12-09T15:10:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.263+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Special Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/ST4tPr33g-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/-gWC-Udwlv8/s1600-h/kecap+sambel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277705560823137250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/ST4tPr33g-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/-gWC-Udwlv8/s400/kecap+sambel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/ST4tPvb1EMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/VVP9C9fzR6o/s1600-h/sate+full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277705561779278018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/ST4tPvb1EMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/VVP9C9fzR6o/s400/sate+full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eid_ul-Adha"&gt;Eid al-Adha....!!!&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday, I ate &lt;a href="http://chestofbooks.com/food/recipes/Hand-Book-Of-Practical-Cookery/Roasted-Mutton.html"&gt;"roasted mutton "&lt;/a&gt; aka "sate kambing" cooked by my Mom. I had a hot "chili soya sauce" too to make the dish more tasty! It's so "very hot" aka super pedas hehehe...Good job, Mom!!! I like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/2596914942741819307-7129649234244510516?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7129649234244510516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=7129649234244510516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7129649234244510516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7129649234244510516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2008/12/special-cooking_09.html' title='Special Cooking'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/ST4tPr33g-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/-gWC-Udwlv8/s72-c/kecap+sambel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-6011924054487660964</id><published>2008-12-08T19:36:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.999+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>what's dioxin?!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Today, I wake up early, coz I'll go to the mosque with my Mom andLil Sis. We'll celebrate Eid El-Adha. Before that, I watch Kabar Pagi in TVOne, and guess what...I find a news from Ireland, that reveals "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20081206/hl_nm/us_ireland_food_recall_2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Dioxin in Pork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;". So, I go to google and search some sources discussing about it. Btw, from some sources I've got, the most food infected by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ejnet.org/dioxin/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Dioxin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; are Fresh Fish Water and Butter. What? I love both of them. Ok, but I try to learn this case more and more deeply. All food contained the high level of Dioxin are "not safe". The Ireland's case happened because of the wrong feeding treatment. Their food (pigs' food) are contaminated by some toxic-chemicals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/ST0gIL65x0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/6SkDeQ1_8-s/s1600-h/dioxin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277409663358977858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/ST0gIL65x0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/6SkDeQ1_8-s/s400/dioxin.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The pigs eat too much, and that's why they getin' fatter ! How many people have consumed it for several months!? Thanks God, I don't eat pork, but I eat fish, meat, chicken, and beef...It sounds good but...Do you know...?, according to a research I've read from a website, beef and chicken have higher amount of dioxin than pork! So, what I have to do...Should I stop consume them, and become a vegetarian? Maybe I'll become a semi-vegetarian hehe..., but actually what we have to do to keep our health is eatin healthy and nutritious food in good and balanced portion! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Cheers... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-6011924054487660964?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/6011924054487660964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=6011924054487660964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6011924054487660964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/6011924054487660964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-dioxin_08.html' title='what&amp;#39;s dioxin?!!!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/ST0gIL65x0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/6SkDeQ1_8-s/s72-c/dioxin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-2957972482828216905</id><published>2008-12-07T17:07:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:09.984+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>W.o.W</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Manny Pacquiao takes on De la Hoya in dream fight".&lt;/em&gt; It's a headline news I've just read from Yahoo. I can't believe it! Today, I watch TV and find a big match of boxing championship between Oscar De La Hoya and a boxer whom I don't know before. Actually, I just watch the opening ceremony broadcasting from MGM, Las Vegas. Honestly, I have no big interest on boxing match, but I love to see Oscar there hehe... ^_^. I'm amazed by singers who attend the opening and sing their Anthem songs. Everybody know who Oscar is, and he has everything that Mr. Picquiao doesn' have. I mean Oscar will win physically (I think...). But, finally, the game' over, and the winner is Mr. Picquiao from Phillipines. OMG, it's so flabbergast and extraordinary moment! And then, I ask my self, "When will our country perform in a big world match like that? And winning a prestigious champion title ? We also have great boxer here, of course he is Mr. Chrisjon. If Philipines could do it, why don't our country? Btw, congrats for your victory Mr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STulcIOO0II/AAAAAAAAAE0/CD7zluL-BHU/s1600-h/article_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276993291056763010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STulcIOO0II/AAAAAAAAAE0/CD7zluL-BHU/s400/article_image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LAS VEGAS, Nevada (AFP) – Manny Pacquiao of the Philippines is to face the biggest challenge of his boxing career on Saturday when he takes on Mexican-American "Golden Boy" Oscar de la Hoya in what could be a career-defining bout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20081206/sp_afp/boxusaphidelahoyapacquiao_081206145921"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Read more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;NB: I wish someday my country have a chance to show our strength to the world too.... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-2957972482828216905?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/2957972482828216905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=2957972482828216905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/2957972482828216905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/2957972482828216905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow_07.html' title='W.o.W'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STulcIOO0II/AAAAAAAAAE0/CD7zluL-BHU/s72-c/article_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-8728367943088116685</id><published>2008-12-07T07:37:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.018+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>A Beautiful Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STsb5VQg7GI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sVyMwhwDiJw/s1600-h/buuuletz+krucut.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276842060167572578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STsb5VQg7GI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sVyMwhwDiJw/s320/buuuletz+krucut.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Happy Sunday....!!! Muaaacha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STsb5S4kKeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Tb6t6evilug/s1600-h/aq+n+nung1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276842059530250722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STsb5S4kKeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Tb6t6evilug/s320/aq+n+nung1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Wake Up! Wake Up! n Action...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; :-p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;It's A Beautiful Morning Outside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful - beautiful morning outside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Bright with the sunshine and glows in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Birdies are singing and dewdrops are falling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;It's a beautiful morning outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Day after day in this wonderful way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Nature is showing its wonderful face,With sunshine at mornings, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;cheers every where;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;It is morning again in this world.I was eager in heaven to go on a stroll;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;It was mother who who showed me this wonderful world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;With radiance and sunshine and glory to all;I forgot the heavens the place of my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Now that I am grown up a man in this world,I will sing to the glory of God's given love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I will look to the sunshine for youth and for joy,For sunshine brings morning to all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Tomorrow, we'll have an Idul Adha Day....I love it, coz we'll enjoy a nice holiday with all family members. I just can say "I like Monday" and "Happy Idul Adha". Much Love from here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-8728367943088116685?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/8728367943088116685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=8728367943088116685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/8728367943088116685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/8728367943088116685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful-morning_06.html' title='A Beautiful Morning'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STsb5VQg7GI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sVyMwhwDiJw/s72-c/buuuletz+krucut.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-8357736832870970581</id><published>2008-12-06T12:37:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.045+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>a girl's talking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a GIRL is quiet … millions of things are running in her mind. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a GIRL is not arguing … she is thinking deeply. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions … she is wondering how long you will be around. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a GIRL answers ” I’m fine ” after a few seconds … she is not at all fine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a GIRL stares at you … she is wondering why you are lying. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a GIRL lays on your chest … she is wishing for you to be hers forever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a GIRL wants to see you everyday… she wants to be pampered. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a GIRL says ” I love you ” … she means it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When a GIRL says ” I miss you ” … no one in this world can miss you more than that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person …. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find a guy … who calls you beautiful instead of hot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who calls you back when you hang up on him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait for the guy who … kisses your forehead. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his friends. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who turns to his friends and says, ” That’s her!! “ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you open this you have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life!!!!! If I don’t get this back I guess your not my friend. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you have a lot of love for someone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;copy and send this to your whole list. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In 5 minutes your true love will call or message you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-8357736832870970581?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/8357736832870970581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=8357736832870970581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/8357736832870970581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/8357736832870970581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2008/12/girl-talking_05.html' title='a girl&amp;#39;s talking'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-7187842912435494561</id><published>2008-12-04T16:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:06:02.617+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>supernova</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;What is supernova? No, I'm not talking about mbak Dewi Dee Lestari's novel. It's something new that I've just known from a trustable source. A big question hanging on my mind since I read "Supernova". Yes, there's a beautiful poem in the novel touching my heart. Telling a romantic story between "A Knight, Princess, and a Star". So, what's the relation between the poem story and the "real" Supernova? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Obviously, '' a star" there describing about something that is being in the space. Yup, Supernova is a huge star explosion. I think mbak Dee's novel is booming because of "the explosion effect" of the star hehehe...Congrats for her and it gives me an inspiration to pick a unique title for my novel someday :-p. Here's a pic capturing by NASA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STei6DTGV6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/GClsqEOKigs/s1600-h/supernova.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275864606689351586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STei6DTGV6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/GClsqEOKigs/s320/supernova.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20081204/ap_on_sc/sci_tycho_s_supernova"&gt;Source: Yahoo. Wow it's so amazing!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-7187842912435494561?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7187842912435494561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=7187842912435494561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7187842912435494561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7187842912435494561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2008/12/supernova.html' title='supernova'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STei6DTGV6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/GClsqEOKigs/s72-c/supernova.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-4806486320130975278</id><published>2008-12-03T15:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:02:52.337+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;What a beautiful song! I have felt in love with this song since Seysha Mercado sang it on stage in American Idol 2008. Actually, I often listen it, because my Dad usually plays it in his car stereo tape and mp3 player. When I'm listening this song, I'm reminded of my ex-high school friend. He is a very kind person, but I loose contact with him. I don't know why he had to go, and I don't find the reason until nowadays. From here, I just wanna say sorry if I ever hurt you, and from deep of my heart, I wish you a happy life wherever you are being now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SSgdoDAWwvo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SSgdoDAWwvo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-4806486320130975278?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/4806486320130975278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=4806486320130975278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4806486320130975278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/4806486320130975278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-670688932923383858</id><published>2008-12-03T10:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:06:02.730+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>stop brokin my heart!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STX7DqsvsEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RdJ2vlRktx4/s1600-h/broken+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275398578954547266" style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STX7DqsvsEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RdJ2vlRktx4/s400/broken+heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I realize ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not a good friend for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, Please don't hurt me anymore!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STX8LfZ8xEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zGxkNM1wWfA/s1600-h/sedih.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275399812873503810" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STX8LfZ8xEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zGxkNM1wWfA/s320/sedih.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so sad...hiks...hiks...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coz I'm nobody for you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-670688932923383858?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/670688932923383858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=670688932923383858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/670688932923383858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/670688932923383858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-brokin-my-heart.html' title='stop brokin my heart!!!'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STX7DqsvsEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RdJ2vlRktx4/s72-c/broken+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-7215582049681178322</id><published>2008-12-02T20:11:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.154+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>"We are close but Far"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Friend...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For my beloved friend, I just wanna say that I’m really disappointed with you. You never know how I have kept this since for years ago, but you look uncared for me. Everything you asked to me, I always do it, though maybe it is worthless for you. I always say yes every time you need my help and I can’t say no when you ask me to do something for you. While, my heart is hurt because of you! No, it is not because I do those all insincerely, I’m happy if I could help you my dear friend, but please just look into my eyes, how I’m only a weak and imperfect person….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t understand your way of thinking. Do you think I don’t have feeling? My Dear friend, I know how kind you are and how many times we have spent together, but is it worth for you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you know, I wanna be your best friend and you become my best friend too, a friend for sharing in happiness and misery. But I understand there isn’t anything eternal in this world, just like our friendship. What the meaning of friendship if there’s no understanding between you and me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’ve hurt you, I’m sorry my friend for all mistakes that I’ve done….But for this time, I’m very disappointed because of something you’ve done….once more times, sorry my dear friend, if I could not be what you wanna be…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for the lesson you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I’ll learn from this…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2596914942741819307-7215582049681178322?l=minniepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/feeds/7215582049681178322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2596914942741819307&amp;postID=7215582049681178322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7215582049681178322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2596914942741819307/posts/default/7215582049681178322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://minniepie.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-close-but-far_02.html' title='&amp;quot;We are close but Far&amp;quot;'/><author><name>missminnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182040594167222589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LgluDVfJQJ4/SqMzxMe9ftI/AAAAAAAAAME/qBS9a0oXeAA/S220/little-girl-smiling.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2596914942741819307.post-1572261936168015310</id><published>2008-12-02T10:26:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:07:10.102+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Having Lunch Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Yesterday, my Mom asked me and my lil sis to have lunch together in a restaurant. Wow I love it, coz it was an infrequently moment! We never went out for “family gathering” like that! Due to my curiosity, I asked my Mom; was there any special celebration? My Mom answered “No”. So what’s up Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275030915697876546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STSsq2VgHkI/AAAAAAAAADU/Gi7WX3wgOFA/s320/mom+n+cha.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Lil sis was so happy, she waited our order impatiently!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I thought that Mom got an extra salary hehehe…, but in fact, her reason to treated us was coz she wanted to taste “Rib Soup” aka Sop Iga in that restaurant. Whatever, it was cheap there, and of course so delicious (what a mom usually want to). Yup, she got it and my Dad also ordered the same menu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275029843009914546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STSrsaQwxrI/AAAAAAAAADM/ALkvaiJ3rjw/s320/mom+dad+n+cha.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mom I am so hungry hehehe..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Then, I and my lil sis got turn to choose what we wanted to eat. She had got hungry, n Surely, my lil sis chosen “chicken” (she never bored with it, though she always has it in her daily meals ckckck…) and a glass of Avocado Juice to accompany her meal (I hate Avocado, for me, it’s like a baby’s p**p hehe ^_^).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275031606064221010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STStTCJqi1I/AAAAAAAAADc/bpJQl5Scj9A/s320/cha+n+dad.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Dad, Mom, n Lis Sis with her Avocado juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Ok let’s go back…I confused what menu I’ll order for me. I spoke in my heart, oh I wanna steak… but after I looked two times the menu, I knew “no grilling beef/fish/chicken there”…I did not find “a thick flat piece of meat” in the list! Hello madam…It is not a café, it is a “family restaurant” (I told my self he3…)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275032322301552658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STSt8uV86BI/AAAAAAAAADk/Rwx6_bh8Czo/s320/pesenan+qu.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;My Yummy Gurameh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Finally, I decided to have “Roasted Gurame “for my lunch. In the list, its price was only Rp 6,000 per Ons. Wow, how cheap it is! Rp 6,000 for a Gurame??? I didn’t mind how the size of the Gurame each ons. Then, ding…ding….what happened baby???&lt;br /&gt;My Mom suggested me to order 2 Ons, but the waitress said that they only served “minimal” 4 ons for Gurame. Whats!!! So the price was Rp 6,000 x 4 = Rp 24,000,- ! Yes, it was only for a fish. Ok, no problem…Nothing more can be done, we had ordered it….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275034036016130178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Egub5JfL9HE/STSvgebWKII/AAAAAAAAAD0/1vFXe5hx53k/s320/uenakk.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Owh, I love it....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Sory Mom, my Gurame was the most expensive of the entire menu….but I really like it! Hmmm Yummy….I think I couldn’t eat the fish by my self. But eventually, I did it! I ate my Gurame gluttonously he99x….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that’s all my “sweet moment with my family”. Thanks for Mom, for treating us to delicious food! 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