<?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-6843214119828698436</id><updated>2012-02-05T07:15:21.654-08:00</updated><category term='movie'/><category term='close'/><category term='sad'/><category term='me'/><category term='fly'/><category term='angel'/><category term='food'/><category term='mbo'/><category term='girl'/><category term='brain food'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='ampang'/><category term='ombak rindu'/><category term='brain'/><category term='myself'/><category term='shoe'/><category term='love'/><category term='raisin'/><category term='tire'/><category term='aeroplane'/><category term='Painting'/><category term='car'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>franc-tireur</title><subtitle type='html'>Franc-tireur is a French adjective which brings meaning of independent of off one's own initiative.
Basically this blog is all about myself. My thought, my story my all that leads me to future success.

May God bless you~~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7929781511904572578</id><published>2011-12-22T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T17:08:20.396-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mbo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ampang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ombak rindu'/><title type='text'>nice movie, nice song... Ombak Rindu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYOH4v4R8gM/TvPTGAmHC8I/AAAAAAAAAgg/VJeD0wPPgl0/s1600/ombak-rindu-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYOH4v4R8gM/TvPTGAmHC8I/AAAAAAAAAgg/VJeD0wPPgl0/s320/ombak-rindu-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Credit to a friend, I was going to watch Malay movie at the cinema. Plus, my office-mate mentioned that she cried watching this. I am thinking to test myself I would shed my tears watching. Opss.. I didn't. but the movie is really sad though, and romantic of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, I kept on playing the OST, ombak rindu in repeat mode. Hehe. It's just which watching this movie, I keep remembering someone. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-7929781511904572578?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7929781511904572578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7929781511904572578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7929781511904572578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7929781511904572578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/12/nice-movie-nice-song-ombak-rindu.html' title='nice movie, nice song... Ombak Rindu~'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYOH4v4R8gM/TvPTGAmHC8I/AAAAAAAAAgg/VJeD0wPPgl0/s72-c/ombak-rindu-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Jalan Mamanda 27, Taman Dato Ahmad Razali, 68000 Ampang, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.1588 101.7574459</georss:point><georss:box>3.095382 101.6784819 3.222218 101.83640989999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-761610786603403809</id><published>2011-12-21T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T21:50:55.177-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aeroplane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='close'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Leaving on the jetplane...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QNVL8Bjuh7w/TvKAGJO6YeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/iRjN9zO3DpQ/s1600/airplane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QNVL8Bjuh7w/TvKAGJO6YeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/iRjN9zO3DpQ/s320/airplane.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 years ago, when I first knew this friend; he used to be a very close friend which I only have him as male-close-friend. He was taking pilot course which it got me very excited as I was dreaming to be one when I was little. I have height issue which kind of obvious to decline my application even before I submit an application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contacted him only once a week but we were very close still. Until, after a year being friends and he told me that he would be going to Canada to continue the course. I remembered it was Ramadhan and I cried on the day and the hour he fly off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to keep in touch. He gave his number in Canada ad I promised him not to change my number forever. Not long later, I received an email; he asked me to forget him. But that was how it end. I lost a friend and someone who is really close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, another friend which I've known him for 6 years mentioned that he'll change his career to be a steward. It makes me sad even I am not supposed to. I realize that I have this phobia close-friends flying off. Persons that I love so much. So I have this thought, "Why you have to fly in the sky when you have lands to explore?". No matter what happened, I just need to pray for them, that's all I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I hate the feeling that they are leaving me. You can fly as far as you can, as long as you come back, which I keep in mind, one of them won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-761610786603403809?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/761610786603403809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=761610786603403809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/761610786603403809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/761610786603403809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/12/leaving-on-jetplane.html' title='Leaving on the jetplane...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QNVL8Bjuh7w/TvKAGJO6YeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/iRjN9zO3DpQ/s72-c/airplane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-8643952693241799644</id><published>2011-12-17T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T00:14:46.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Abandoned Mr. Bloggy.</title><content type='html'>Did you notice I just put gender for my blog? It's a 'he'... It might be the best time to give a name as well. Suggestion? Mr. Franc I suppose. (since my blog name already Franc Tireur).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Mr. Franc. I am sorry that I have abandoned you since October. I was too busy with the new job and schedule was so tight ever since I worked there. Having&amp;nbsp;multi-task&amp;nbsp;ain't easy, I cried yesterday. I really don't like the feeling that I did not my job well (I was just been told that is my task to managing).&amp;nbsp;I was&amp;nbsp;yet to picture what I am suppose to do which I don't know what kind of initiative I should take.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad. I couldn't hold my tears. Anyhow, I think it's a good thing for myself to improve in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, today I work part time in Da Vinci and I totally overcome my sad feeling after having &amp;nbsp;chat with the kids. Good thing that I brought my laptop with me so I can online as well; which I happened to fall in love with something. (.... refer picture below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UgGkodNn-Bc/TuxOE_LBHtI/AAAAAAAAAf8/l4ujxG0eX-I/s1600/shoe4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UgGkodNn-Bc/TuxOE_LBHtI/AAAAAAAAAf8/l4ujxG0eX-I/s320/shoe4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't you think this is gorgeous???? (eyes blinking). I wish I could have all 3. And... this shirt is so gorgeous too...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D18D6RkGM8U/TuxOm1Tj0WI/AAAAAAAAAgE/oNHUu_wWjeM/s1600/20713319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D18D6RkGM8U/TuxOm1Tj0WI/AAAAAAAAAgE/oNHUu_wWjeM/s320/20713319.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, obviously my mood is back to normal. I can't wait for the next salary to purchase these. heheheheehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay. So-not-informative blog I just type. cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;chibi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-8643952693241799644?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8643952693241799644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=8643952693241799644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8643952693241799644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8643952693241799644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/12/abandoned-mr-bloggy.html' title='Abandoned Mr. Bloggy.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UgGkodNn-Bc/TuxOE_LBHtI/AAAAAAAAAf8/l4ujxG0eX-I/s72-c/shoe4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Ampang Point, Taman Dato Ahmad Razali, 68000 Ampang, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.157691 101.751312</georss:point><georss:box>3.1418364999999997 101.731571 3.1735455 101.771053</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-4101868884201215446</id><published>2011-10-13T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T10:29:29.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raisin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>What you eat is what you get?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84MCP4hW5MU/Tpce-OwJP5I/AAAAAAAAAeI/qXEsf13X02Q/s1600/brain-food-building-muscle-fast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84MCP4hW5MU/Tpce-OwJP5I/AAAAAAAAAeI/qXEsf13X02Q/s320/brain-food-building-muscle-fast.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am not the right person to talk about food. I have skinny body, underweight, I don't eat much but I love eating buffets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just a flash thought inside me to write this Blog when an officemate said something that I am particular in. FOOD FOR BRAIN. She was offering me a yellow raisin but I refused. She said, "Why? Is it not good for brain?" I must say, she said it skeptically. The concern about 'brain food' arise since I was little.&amp;nbsp;Every time&amp;nbsp;I heard "Oh, this is not good for your brain." I will hardly touch the food again. And when I heard people said that "Oh, this is good for brain." I will eagerly find the food and what I can say is that, 'brain foods' are all delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to be paranoid about getting stupid cause by food. I am just concern as I am not a genius, I think it's a good effort to have proper food to have a healthy brain (and body which I am less concern).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall share some of the information I get about this 'brain food' which I believe I am not the only person on earth who is concern about it. It's kinda hurt when people being skeptical when you are more knowledgeable. Just call them stupids, those must have slow brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Raisin : I eat this since I was little. My dad encourage me to eat, but he gave me limits like 7 per day which I ended up eating almost 500g at a time. Result: 2kg raisin finished in 2 days. wallaaaa~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.. No.. to Fish's Head : This is common which I believe most people knows that eating part fish head makes you.. err.. less clever. But seems that malays love to have fish head dishes which is why most malaysian are stupids especially the one who is so...."kampung".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inner Part of Animal : Apart from being stupid if eating too much, the taste also sucks. lever, whatever whatever part of animal's body... says cow are totally a no-no... actually it is written in Al-Quran that it's not good for brain. So ashame that&amp;nbsp;Jewish the one who applied it, consequence... looks who's conquer the world's economy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish Oil : One word, good. But I didn't take this, somehow can't afford to buy supplements. But I have read that the underwater fish like salmon, cod fish... and 2 more which I forgot the name contains high level of DHA which is good for brain. That's explain why Japanese are clever, right? Salmon = DHA = clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk + Almond : Good for brain, good for pregnant lady. I love milk but just take almond once in a while, expensive stuff. But if you can afford, buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think 5 is enough of sharing, you can always google "food for brain". Feels better after writing this blog and let my heart out&amp;nbsp;dissatisfy with skeptical and stupid person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-4101868884201215446?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4101868884201215446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=4101868884201215446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4101868884201215446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4101868884201215446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-you-eat-is-what-you-get.html' title='What you eat is what you get?'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-84MCP4hW5MU/Tpce-OwJP5I/AAAAAAAAAeI/qXEsf13X02Q/s72-c/brain-food-building-muscle-fast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-4038966719104177143</id><published>2011-09-27T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T00:35:02.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I'M NO ANGEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0p3uIUbh8cg/ToF6-zjk_nI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6Q3zTBx2dIE/s1600/angel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0p3uIUbh8cg/ToF6-zjk_nI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6Q3zTBx2dIE/s320/angel.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the moment you think I'm nice and then you notice that I'm not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the words I'm saying that is not always showing the entire me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the craziness I have in me, I was looked down by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the imperfect me, that's the reason I love myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not here to be the second version of someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is something I never regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am no angel, and I love it that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chibi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-4038966719104177143?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4038966719104177143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=4038966719104177143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4038966719104177143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4038966719104177143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-no-angel.html' title='I&apos;M NO ANGEL'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0p3uIUbh8cg/ToF6-zjk_nI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6Q3zTBx2dIE/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Ampang, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.1588 101.7574459</georss:point><georss:box>3.095382 101.6784819 3.222218 101.83640989999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-6879832192240367552</id><published>2011-08-09T00:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T01:16:01.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Ramadhan Everybody~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xazWJ-sJeIo/TkDkR6BVBzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/yW7U435yYms/s1600/google.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xazWJ-sJeIo/TkDkR6BVBzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/yW7U435yYms/s320/google.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638757729751598898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fact that my tasks is increasing, my head got dizzy 2 days in a row. So I changed my google background into this... (see image above). It is good enough to makes me smile every time I see it. I even change my desktop wallpaper with the same post-it note smile!! *giggle*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is already 9th day of Ramadhan. So thankful I haven't miss any day yet. Praying that I can complete my fasting this month! Chaiyo~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My weekend was good as I went to 2 different bazaar ramadhan~~ We (me and mysarah) bought a lot of stuffs. (and got scold by her aunty for buying too much) Anyhow, both of us manage to finish it all! It's just that I have a little complaint about the price. Some stuffs are too pricey! I told the seller, "&lt;i&gt;Bulan-bulan puasa ni buat la amal jariah, jangan la nak mahal-mahal sangat&lt;/i&gt;." ~ I hope they learn the lesson, which I think they did not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I made my mind that my 'Baju Raya's will be in yellow colour! I will make sure mom will sew it nicely when I get back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today ain't that bad. Someone made me laugh with his bathroom tiles phobia. Haha~! Funny guys everywhere~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chibi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-6879832192240367552?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6879832192240367552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=6879832192240367552&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6879832192240367552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6879832192240367552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-ramadhan-everybody.html' title='Happy Ramadhan Everybody~~'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xazWJ-sJeIo/TkDkR6BVBzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/yW7U435yYms/s72-c/google.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-8525657757709831688</id><published>2011-07-22T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T20:28:00.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kTin-Lz6q3w/Tio-1qh_TOI/AAAAAAAAAck/BBOhvmY5btQ/s1600/Photo0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kTin-Lz6q3w/Tio-1qh_TOI/AAAAAAAAAck/BBOhvmY5btQ/s320/Photo0105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632383375651065058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was quite boring. Since i knew that the next day is Saturday, I wanted to paint so badly. &lt;br /&gt;I'm quite satisfied with the result even it was painted with tears in my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-8525657757709831688?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8525657757709831688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=8525657757709831688&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8525657757709831688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8525657757709831688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-night-was-quite-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kTin-Lz6q3w/Tio-1qh_TOI/AAAAAAAAAck/BBOhvmY5btQ/s72-c/Photo0105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7359207727804002731</id><published>2011-07-21T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T02:15:38.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coal matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdPa8Y1-7M4/Tifq7UYUs5I/AAAAAAAAAcc/XHcww2ge2XU/s1600/coal.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdPa8Y1-7M4/Tifq7UYUs5I/AAAAAAAAAcc/XHcww2ge2XU/s320/coal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631728163854005138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; font-family: sans-serif; "&gt;"The goal of &lt;b&gt;coal mining&lt;/b&gt; is to remove &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coal" title="Coal" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;coal&lt;/a&gt; from the ground. Coal is valued for its energy content, and since the 1880s is widely used to generate electricity. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steel" title="Steel" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Steel&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cement" title="Cement" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;cement&lt;/a&gt; industries use coal as a fuel for extraction of iron from iron ore and for cement production. In the United States, United Kingdom, and South Africa, a coal mine and its structures are a "colliery". In Australia, "colliery" generally refers to an underground coal mine." extracted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coal_mining"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coal_mining&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coal_mining"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my job few days ago. The ad-hoc job I was assigned is about "coal mining". Well, obviously I do not know about this coal thingy at all. So most of the information I have to google it. It makes me headache when my Boss said the information I got was wrong. Well, bla bla bla... it makes me a little distress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_qNYw0P5q0/Tifq7Co4RAI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ucisur2sRmk/s1600/300px-Cerrejonmine1.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R_qNYw0P5q0/Tifq7Co4RAI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ucisur2sRmk/s320/300px-Cerrejonmine1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631728159091606530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I googled a lot and one of the information I need to get was the distance so maps google is the preferred website. Unfortunately, google also couldn't get the information for me. (%^$&amp;amp;^@%@&amp;amp;#$&amp;amp;%$^&amp;amp; --- that's cursing. So I managed to get it from &lt;a href="http://www.travelmath.com/"&gt;http://www.travelmath.com/&lt;/a&gt; I think it's a good alternative when you can't get information from the famous google. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, for that reason I download GOOGLE EARTH with the hope that it'll help in the future. For the information I searched for my boss. I think that most probably I didn't get the accurate information he wanted. Thus, I gave explanation in email with little hope that he will appreciate it. But, you know.. little hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never mind, I am back to normal after finishing my raisin bun and drank lipton tea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chibi  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-7359207727804002731?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7359207727804002731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7359207727804002731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7359207727804002731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7359207727804002731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/07/coal-matter.html' title='Coal matter'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gdPa8Y1-7M4/Tifq7UYUs5I/AAAAAAAAAcc/XHcww2ge2XU/s72-c/coal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2707250592098928581</id><published>2011-07-19T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T02:31:14.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Car or Cow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NPfZ_7ZXztk/TiVN5gmwCJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hHZa58J90Yo/s1600/Photo0103.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NPfZ_7ZXztk/TiVN5gmwCJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hHZa58J90Yo/s320/Photo0103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630992559497021586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you see the rope? Initially we were wondering why they tied the car like cow??? Oh, and I also revealed the plat no. HAHAHA&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this car parked exactly at the entrance of EMPIRE Furniture Store and it was written there msg to the car owner. "politely" asking the to park again... tomorrow, day after tomorrow and so on. But it is really obvious they are very angry that they tied it like a cow. HEHE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, that's all for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chibi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2707250592098928581?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2707250592098928581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2707250592098928581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2707250592098928581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2707250592098928581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/07/car-or-cow.html' title='Car or Cow?'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NPfZ_7ZXztk/TiVN5gmwCJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hHZa58J90Yo/s72-c/Photo0103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-6446982845902650586</id><published>2011-07-13T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T23:46:39.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh for the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was early this morning, so I log on facebook and found something funny posted from one of my friend's list.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The instruction is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Go to Google Maps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enter China for A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enter Taiwan for B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Read instruction no. 48&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what you'll see....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WNkohiZsyA/Th6QPPKDmsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Trs8qNxloTw/s320/china.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629095175700847298" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was highlighting no. 48...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0IYy3Rzewo/Th6QnwL409I/AAAAAAAAAcE/VX2Dcml-wLk/s320/untitled.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 98px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629095596883760082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahaha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, enough laugh for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chibi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-6446982845902650586?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6446982845902650586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=6446982845902650586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6446982845902650586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6446982845902650586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/07/laugh-for-day.html' title='Laugh for the day.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WNkohiZsyA/Th6QPPKDmsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Trs8qNxloTw/s72-c/china.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-322797916772851478</id><published>2011-07-12T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T00:27:19.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting to shut down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CoR3rbl9N9s/Thwfj_99gII/AAAAAAAAAb0/Z8SGf7o39-8/s1600/secert02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CoR3rbl9N9s/Thwfj_99gII/AAAAAAAAAb0/Z8SGf7o39-8/s320/secert02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628408337633476738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am now sitting at my new office for my 5th day. 3 days after appointed. So far, I am really good here. I have been giving easy admin job which most of them I have done it on time I suppose, waiting for ad-hoc job to be assigned.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's only 3pm which I don't have so much thing in mind. I was google-ing Audrey Kawasaki's painting again and I found that there's amazing (as always) painting I never seen. Some says that the girl in Audrey's painting is getting prettier. I couldn't agree more. The most amazing is that she posted on the progress of her painting and she actually started with the scribble! and the white highlight which I thought be done as finishing is actually is painted earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it seems that I have seen new painting technique to experiment but I have health issue at the moment. Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this is enough to waste my time in the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chibi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-322797916772851478?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/322797916772851478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=322797916772851478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/322797916772851478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/322797916772851478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/07/waiting-to-shut-down.html' title='Waiting to shut down'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CoR3rbl9N9s/Thwfj_99gII/AAAAAAAAAb0/Z8SGf7o39-8/s72-c/secert02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-5345558139166998623</id><published>2011-07-06T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T02:01:27.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm already 26.</title><content type='html'>I always update my birthday blog late. It's already 6 days after my birthday. Yes, the fact that I'm getting a year older makes my brain slightly not quite functioning. Why? because the day after my 26th birthday, I'm officially jobless. I quit my job as a Jewelry Designer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, with that statement I suppose a length of typing required to explain. I'll make it short. I HATE FA'IQ JEWELS. That's short enough. I'm so proud of myself. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have a great job of designing sort of expensive jewelry, diamonds... ruby stone... emerald... with gold is such an honour. But not so when you have to work 10 hours and half per day and only 45 minutes of lunch hour, off day on weekdays and only one day in a week? That's Adolf Hitler, people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, because they are so mean. Especially when they didn't mention any of it in the interview and even the email I sent asking that matter. EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More, can't use handphone at all. So always sneaking out to toilet just to see who's sending sms or call (well, sometimes no sms received. hey, I'm not that popular). Okay, should I tell that I hate the culture there and the other staffs don't have good attitude? I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, from all the hateness I gather in Fa'iq and super little of love. I leave after a month serving with those Hitlers. Jobless for 6 days and tomorrow I'm starting my new job and wallah~ I have my weekends! (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I shall mention this. I'm using Sarah's netbook to type this blog. Thanks to her being so kind lending me when she's at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, reading my whining about Fa'iq might be stressful. I made myself happy by dropped by at a booth which offer free makeup. This is the result!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rJaSc7KGk_0/ThQj8EJiC5I/AAAAAAAAAbo/BWHod7rGmtM/s1600/photo0094_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rJaSc7KGk_0/ThQj8EJiC5I/AAAAAAAAAbo/BWHod7rGmtM/s320/photo0094_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626161349305437074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNv_JnXRRYQ/ThQj741wb6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/CCRDX3DTppU/s1600/photo0093_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNv_JnXRRYQ/ThQj741wb6I/AAAAAAAAAbg/CCRDX3DTppU/s320/photo0093_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626161346269704098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone camera wasn't so good. But I can assure you that the makeup is really good. I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-5345558139166998623?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5345558139166998623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=5345558139166998623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5345558139166998623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5345558139166998623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-already-26.html' title='I&apos;m already 26.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rJaSc7KGk_0/ThQj8EJiC5I/AAAAAAAAAbo/BWHod7rGmtM/s72-c/photo0094_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-8600993200682370710</id><published>2011-06-21T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T08:05:59.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The other half.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHAoqtyeQUA/TgCvS_Zo49I/AAAAAAAAAbY/OD0pZSJG8nA/s1600/7653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 92px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHAoqtyeQUA/TgCvS_Zo49I/AAAAAAAAAbY/OD0pZSJG8nA/s320/7653.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620685075749856210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh, so you've found your other half?" This probably a common statement to someone who's about to get married. Nice to hear but it makes me think, do I have the other half? Apparently I doubt it and makes me sound a little crazy. I was born as a whole, am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a girl who has no faith that someone, somewhere is there for me. Well, I used to think so but seems that the faith gradually faded until now I think that I can live by myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a broken heart girl, am I? Partly true, I am sick of being hurt, get hurt and even hurt myself. When I met someone new, I always end up with hurt, so I'm sick of it. I knew that they'll get bored easily and met other girl and abandon me. I'm used to it. So I just be alone, if they wanna be my friend, just be it. No string attach, no heart feeling. That more cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so lame to sad over a guy, that's just not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-8600993200682370710?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8600993200682370710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=8600993200682370710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8600993200682370710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8600993200682370710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/06/other-half.html' title='The other half.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHAoqtyeQUA/TgCvS_Zo49I/AAAAAAAAAbY/OD0pZSJG8nA/s72-c/7653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1372997504396456996</id><published>2011-06-18T22:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:58:50.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43jyWPkdOIo/Tf2N8Q97gwI/AAAAAAAAAbI/cIpXbEiXBLA/s1600/photo0067_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43jyWPkdOIo/Tf2N8Q97gwI/AAAAAAAAAbI/cIpXbEiXBLA/s320/photo0067_001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619803976514634498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since I lost my computer, which is not stolen or anything; just blown because I didn't switch it off for days... My life depends so much on my smartphone, lucky enough I can online through it but not lucky as I have to pay monthly fees. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thurdays, which are my off days always occupied with girlfriends meeting. But at night I'll be super bored because I can't play computer games. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I paint, which is my all time favourite hobby. Tell me if you like it. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1372997504396456996?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1372997504396456996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1372997504396456996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1372997504396456996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1372997504396456996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/06/since-i-lost-my-computer-which-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43jyWPkdOIo/Tf2N8Q97gwI/AAAAAAAAAbI/cIpXbEiXBLA/s72-c/photo0067_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-3653876994654296912</id><published>2011-06-16T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T00:40:35.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9chsw47ekr0/TfmvP47pdkI/AAAAAAAAAbA/VDuBTLjM4mk/s1600/Photo0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9chsw47ekr0/TfmvP47pdkI/AAAAAAAAAbA/VDuBTLjM4mk/s320/Photo0063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618714697636869698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture taken yesterday before I headed home after everything packed and the door was locked with triple layer security. Basically this is my current life, a lot different from before, I woke up in the morning and drive for work at 9.30am or 9.45am to Bangsar 6 days a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying to get used to this new routine which requires me to marry to the job. I wish I can do it perfectly one day. From an art teacher or fine art painter to a jewelry art designer wasn't an easy job. From free hand drawing to a scale drawing wasn't easy either. It's a challenge I have to take from now on. Now I'm not sure if I'm a fast learner or a dummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's perfect, expecially my life. But I am grateful enough for what I had. Even with a new job, I still have my past in my hand. My girlfriends are there for me when needed, they are diamonds. D color, F clarity (amazing, now I can speak diamond language, haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I feel tired sometimes. At times I think it will probably be better if I just be a housewife like mother but my talent would be wasted, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, this is what happen when u type what's on ur lips. Sort of wrambling and mumbling alone. Again, this is my blog. I have the freedom to speak up my mind, am I? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, a little more laundry to be done on this off day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-3653876994654296912?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3653876994654296912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=3653876994654296912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3653876994654296912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3653876994654296912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/06/picture-taken-yesterday-before-i-headed.html' title=''/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9chsw47ekr0/TfmvP47pdkI/AAAAAAAAAbA/VDuBTLjM4mk/s72-c/Photo0063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-5303053863145713686</id><published>2011-06-11T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T22:37:27.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>I am not sure if I did the right thing. Getting confused with everything and getting tired with this long working hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-5303053863145713686?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5303053863145713686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=5303053863145713686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5303053863145713686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5303053863145713686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/06/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7577320510669727019</id><published>2011-05-29T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T05:13:38.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JVFgskJKrP4/TeI23qfLQ2I/AAAAAAAAAa0/l8HeEb0pXHk/s1600/Photo0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JVFgskJKrP4/TeI23qfLQ2I/AAAAAAAAAa0/l8HeEb0pXHk/s320/Photo0046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612108415582815074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9NtU4jLVgs/TeI1Ka-L0XI/AAAAAAAAAas/tR7HKhGG6Cs/s1600/Photo0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9NtU4jLVgs/TeI1Ka-L0XI/AAAAAAAAAas/tR7HKhGG6Cs/s320/Photo0045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612106538812166514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially leaving Da Vinci today, 29th May 2011. It was exactly 3 years &amp; 8 months I've been teaching in this center until I promoted as the manager there 2 years back which ended today too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget the memories I had since day one. (first day of work was 20th Oct 2007) there were sweet, sour, bitter and every taste that I could never discard in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new life started tomorrow, I wish myself all the best and I'm already nervous that I kept on looking at the attire I'll wear tomorrow morning. Funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had sketching program created and my first student of sketching remain until today. I manage to snap photo, the sketching of Avril Lavigne. I am proud that I can teach her until that level. Even though she still have huge room to improve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anyway I could never forget an artwork that I assist which titled ambition that turned to be a prison. Picture on top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have ideas to write actually, was too tired with work. But this is enough, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-7577320510669727019?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7577320510669727019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7577320510669727019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7577320510669727019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7577320510669727019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/05/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying goodbye.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JVFgskJKrP4/TeI23qfLQ2I/AAAAAAAAAa0/l8HeEb0pXHk/s72-c/Photo0046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-5371533360132101854</id><published>2011-05-23T05:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T05:31:16.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note from my mom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oh3sJDpdnJc/TdpQHgQjN3I/AAAAAAAAAak/-7HrBsFFa2Q/s1600/Photo0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oh3sJDpdnJc/TdpQHgQjN3I/AAAAAAAAAak/-7HrBsFFa2Q/s320/Photo0023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609884375692031858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back hometown to see my parents last week. It's good to see them in good health. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a relaxing feeling be able to have family dinner and helping my lil sis to wrap Teacher's day present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this routine of helping my mom washing dishes when I saw note from my mom to all being in the house, those who can read specifically. I could'nt help myself from bursting into laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, great. I have mother who's good in humor. Too bad I notice none of them actually pay attention to her notes. Especially my dad i suppose, he ain't do such work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can always help her in the kitchen but obviously can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u, ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-5371533360132101854?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5371533360132101854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=5371533360132101854&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5371533360132101854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5371533360132101854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/05/note-from-my-mom.html' title='Note from my mom.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oh3sJDpdnJc/TdpQHgQjN3I/AAAAAAAAAak/-7HrBsFFa2Q/s72-c/Photo0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-3150105880060135933</id><published>2011-05-10T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T00:46:51.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mama's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usn55g_N28w/TcjpsczVBGI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ikzn3tdWfH8/s1600/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usn55g_N28w/TcjpsczVBGI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ikzn3tdWfH8/s320/mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604986686117577826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting confused Mother's Day is 8th or 9th of May, but it doesn't matter coz the most important is to appreciate our mom... greatest person of entire world. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was 8th May, for this year. I felt quite embarrass as my mom the one who called me first, asking when I will come back hometown. But I was working that day, is that an excuse? Sorry ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my mom, is not I don't want to go back home or what-so-ever but I have big problem to answer questions asking about personal stuffs. Well, I feel like telling her that "Ma, I'm still young" but that absolute lie. I ain't that young anymore. You know what I'm talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how worry she is about my future, that's why I love her more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER's DAY, Ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-3150105880060135933?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3150105880060135933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=3150105880060135933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3150105880060135933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3150105880060135933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mamas-day.html' title='Happy Mama&apos;s Day'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usn55g_N28w/TcjpsczVBGI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ikzn3tdWfH8/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-970177615019920189</id><published>2011-03-24T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T11:43:47.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monalisa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KvEKJkLlRnI/TYuGyvYF54I/AAAAAAAAAaA/8Zxn42O0DQw/s1600/401px-Mona_Lisa.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KvEKJkLlRnI/TYuGyvYF54I/AAAAAAAAAaA/8Zxn42O0DQw/s320/401px-Mona_Lisa.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587707968952330114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that our art center named after Monalisa's Painter, Leornardo Da Vinci. One of our lesson is to draw Monalisa's expression. The good thing is that all the body, hair and background already pre-drawn for them but the expression they have do draw themselves which is the hardest part, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about this Monalisa because I've given a task to demonstrate how to color Monalisa in a School Carnival. Initially, there's suppose to have a Monalisa template for me to draw the expression and show them how to color it, too bad I can't find the empty template so I have to draw everything myself! Tough job. I ain't Da Vinci. But I tried anyway and this is like 10% of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCocIm5kojQ/TYuF9wn3QEI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/f90hPjC3ESg/s1600/DSC01259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCocIm5kojQ/TYuF9wn3QEI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/f90hPjC3ESg/s320/DSC01259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587707058753847362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at printed version of Monalisa makes me analyze the painting in my own way. Monalisa apparently have curly hair, very curly we normally called it 'Maggi' hair. Which I believe that 'Maggi' not yet exist in 15th century. She's also wearing veil, and I made conclusion that, Da Vinci asked her to wear it because her hair is hard to paint. Does it make sense? (Even I analyzing in funny way). It might be the reason he (Da Vinci) left this Monalisa painting lingered for 4 years (after started painting in 1503/1504) and finished it before he died. (OMG, my oval painting!! I must finish it before i died too.. (=.=') I'm kidding. Actually the veil was a fashion for young ladies during that time. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.louvre.fr/llv/dossiers/detail_oal.jsp?CONTENT%3C%3Ecnt_id=10134198673229908&amp;amp;CURRENT_LLV_OAL%3C%3Ecnt_id=10134198673229908&amp;amp;bmLocale=en"&gt;A closer look at the Monalisa&lt;/a&gt; for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of the Monalisa lesson for the kids. For the past 3 years, I have countless Monalisa painted with kids. (With various expression, of course..) There were attempts to improvise the already-beauty Monalisa, such as.. (look at the picture below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---HO8yWFNvc/TYuJyq0nCxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/D8gyD9Y6VRU/s1600/DSC00990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---HO8yWFNvc/TYuJyq0nCxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/D8gyD9Y6VRU/s320/DSC00990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587711266264648466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of it was attempt on making Monalisa looks more eastern. Putting up accessories like hair-clip flower on her head and earring. However, there's a student (a boy) who's trying to make Manolisa looks more.... trendy..err too trendy perhaps. (below picture explain everything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqG-_RNU5jk/TYuKztYeo3I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jM-0wOwOV5U/s1600/DSC01251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqG-_RNU5jk/TYuKztYeo3I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jM-0wOwOV5U/s320/DSC01251.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587712383643460466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a teacher, I tried to explain that no such shades in 15th century, but kids have their own mind. Moreover, Monalisa looks so happy. So I said, okay... you can do as you wish... (but what's with the mole?????) Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, daa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-970177615019920189?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/970177615019920189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=970177615019920189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/970177615019920189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/970177615019920189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/03/monalisa.html' title='Monalisa...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KvEKJkLlRnI/TYuGyvYF54I/AAAAAAAAAaA/8Zxn42O0DQw/s72-c/401px-Mona_Lisa.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1365694153065721233</id><published>2011-03-16T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T05:19:58.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobbing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_nwUvLHNIA/TYCqn-m8jpI/AAAAAAAAAZw/DJVzOWpIQ38/s1600/SobbingGirl-250W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_nwUvLHNIA/TYCqn-m8jpI/AAAAAAAAAZw/DJVzOWpIQ38/s320/SobbingGirl-250W.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584651141737385618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times in your life, with reason of course you feel like crying and hoping that mommy sitting beside you and listen to what you are going to say. The sobbing getting louder that mommy can't hear a thing from your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I'm alone here without mommy and keep on sms-ing a friend so I have someone who knew that I am sad. Good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart I DON'T WANNA GO FOR WORK because I HATE THAT PLACE DAMN MUCH. Even the good memories have shattered. *thank you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew~ Is that the reason I mention on the first line? Yes. Okay, bye. I am off to cry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1365694153065721233?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1365694153065721233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1365694153065721233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1365694153065721233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1365694153065721233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/03/sobbing.html' title='Sobbing...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_nwUvLHNIA/TYCqn-m8jpI/AAAAAAAAAZw/DJVzOWpIQ38/s72-c/SobbingGirl-250W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1785820472728883300</id><published>2011-03-03T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T19:09:09.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite things...</title><content type='html'>Well, I on a project to finish up my first 'Oval' canvas and what I can say is that... I had done 60% of it. I'm not sure how long I will finish this (I'm sure it doesn't take that long) which I have to do some research on how to make 'dripping paint' look real... challenging~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it... Palette + Brushes + Paint + Beauty face + Hair + Audrey Kawasaki style.... great combination of my favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fsXuKbtoHsE/TXBXf_Oy4oI/AAAAAAAAAZg/abEUAJQFe7M/s1600/DSC01226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fsXuKbtoHsE/TXBXf_Oy4oI/AAAAAAAAAZg/abEUAJQFe7M/s320/DSC01226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580056145373094530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETUcYizJ8c0/TXBXgSKiFBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/z3T6V4E5SRw/s1600/DSC01231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ETUcYizJ8c0/TXBXgSKiFBI/AAAAAAAAAZo/z3T6V4E5SRw/s320/DSC01231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580056150455489554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will upload in my gallery once it fully done. (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1785820472728883300?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1785820472728883300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1785820472728883300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1785820472728883300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1785820472728883300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-favourite-things.html' title='My favourite things...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fsXuKbtoHsE/TXBXf_Oy4oI/AAAAAAAAAZg/abEUAJQFe7M/s72-c/DSC01226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7166696279858425069</id><published>2011-02-03T00:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T01:06:26.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mana Pelangi?</title><content type='html'>There are times in your life, when it's raining heavily... your heart pouring with rain too... but deep inside hoping that rainbow will show up soon. I am here to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that I hurt you in any way that I am hurt too.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that I make my own life miserable and&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that my heart shattered even I never want it to&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that I am not that into you but makes you think so&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry not to realize you are not into me either&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for everything... everything that occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the beautiful rainbow after this heavy rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-7166696279858425069?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7166696279858425069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7166696279858425069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7166696279858425069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7166696279858425069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/02/mana-pelangi.html' title='Mana Pelangi?'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-8514788825338310728</id><published>2011-01-20T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T05:35:37.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper cup Craft</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I managed to finish up a Halloween craft.    Look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TTg5oGcvjuI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AvznacoZbe4/s1600/DSC01181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TTg5oGcvjuI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AvznacoZbe4/s320/DSC01181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564260700704968418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Do I look  scary, huh? Hahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gosh.. gelak dalam hati je sebab mulut kena jahit.. agagaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&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/6843214119828698436-8514788825338310728?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8514788825338310728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=8514788825338310728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8514788825338310728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8514788825338310728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/01/paper-cup-craft.html' title='Paper cup Craft'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TTg5oGcvjuI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AvznacoZbe4/s72-c/DSC01181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-5902838323062121613</id><published>2011-01-14T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T06:48:30.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Incident venue: Popular Ampang Point&lt;br /&gt;Found: A box written "Cool, Love, Funny, Cute, Honest, Sweet and Happy"&lt;br /&gt;(I like all those words. Describing me *perasan mode*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action: Investigate box's function.&lt;br /&gt;Hypothesis: Box's function to keep files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TTBebWsJGvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/lzpkQrJwtbg/s1600/DSC01158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TTBebWsJGvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/lzpkQrJwtbg/s320/DSC01158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562049363842767602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Result: Indeed the hypothesis was 60% correct  but these colors works as separator. Not actually to put file but just to separate papers, but put file also can meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TTBcVB18kRI/AAAAAAAAAY8/zBepeb9qG-c/s1600/DSC01159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TTBcVB18kRI/AAAAAAAAAY8/zBepeb9qG-c/s320/DSC01159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562047056144273682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final action: Look at the price. It was RM39.95&lt;br /&gt;(The picture isn't clear, was taking it in a hurry so that Popular Staff won't see what I'm doing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TTBcVGtoUaI/AAAAAAAAAZE/AbMN2LnqeWc/s1600/DSC01161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TTBcVGtoUaI/AAAAAAAAAZE/AbMN2LnqeWc/s320/DSC01161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562047057451569570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final of the final (after saw the price): I better buy a canvas with equal amount of money or a new sandal perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-5902838323062121613?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5902838323062121613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=5902838323062121613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5902838323062121613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5902838323062121613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/01/colors.html' title='Colors'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TTBebWsJGvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/lzpkQrJwtbg/s72-c/DSC01158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1489397508950118277</id><published>2011-01-10T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T07:35:19.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2011~!!</title><content type='html'>Firstly, HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it's not too late to wish so... Nothing much, just wish that this 2011 is much much much better than last year and yea... I notice that most of my besties are going to end their solo title this year. Myself? not a hint... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of 2011 is great I suppose. I tried new medium of colour, soft pastel. It's not fully done yet but maybe I can share some picture here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TSsj8b7OL9I/AAAAAAAAAYk/wUSaF7erbmI/s1600/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TSsj8b7OL9I/AAAAAAAAAYk/wUSaF7erbmI/s320/DSC01130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560577686114283474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see that stick? It's the soft pastel.. see how blunt it is?? It's really hard to control at first but I did try my very best. Now I'm not sure when it's gonna finish cause I started to get very very very busy. Upcoming event MIFE in KLCC convention centre. Gonna be huge crowd I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TSsmbzxEzWI/AAAAAAAAAYs/WhMEE118crM/s1600/DSC01153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TSsmbzxEzWI/AAAAAAAAAYs/WhMEE118crM/s320/DSC01153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560580424113376610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what I've just done. Mr. Skeleton... handsome, right? This phone strap will be selling at RM5.00 each for the upcoming MIFE. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau nak tempah pon boleh jer... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm tired already and hungry for the n-th time. Will sleep for a while and get back to work again. Bubyee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1489397508950118277?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1489397508950118277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1489397508950118277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1489397508950118277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1489397508950118277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-2011.html' title='Welcome 2011~!!'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TSsj8b7OL9I/AAAAAAAAAYk/wUSaF7erbmI/s72-c/DSC01130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-8107948838452850474</id><published>2010-12-27T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:00:47.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Puzzle</title><content type='html'>I was at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rantai Art&lt;/span&gt; event on 24th December. Was there at 10am and expecting to have a crowd and people would buy our stuffs. Unfortunately, not so many people coming since it's a Friday, most people were still working and too bad due to audio problem in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Balai Seni Lukis&lt;/span&gt;, they had the band's performance indoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I was too boring with no customer and have a walk around... the other side of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Balai Seni&lt;/span&gt; where they had booth for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pakcik-pakcik...&lt;/span&gt; Suddenly I was stopped by a pakcik, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look at the picture below&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TRkX7XDK-0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/shSwco6XLRE/s1600/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TRkX7XDK-0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/shSwco6XLRE/s320/DSC01053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555497923905256258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he asked me if I want a free veil.. but I have to read something for him. Wallaa~~ Oh yea, he did showed me the veil and I helped him fold them... Frankly speaking since I helped him a favor I shouldn't have to read anything but....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TRkYtlUvaxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/CYALdS3CANk/s1600/DSC01055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TRkYtlUvaxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/CYALdS3CANk/s320/DSC01055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555498786730502930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is what I had to read. The clue is... it's in ENGLISH! Can you imagine reading English in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jawi&lt;/span&gt;?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sesape boleh baca ni? Apakah bunyinya??&lt;/span&gt; Okay... actually it was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"DON'T LETS THEM THROW THE PICTURE AWAY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you notice the grammatical error there? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak sampai hati nak bagitau pakcik. Takpe lah... &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha~~ Anyway, I had fun looking out the answer and got the free gift as well. It became &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kain lap-lap&lt;/span&gt; the following day.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TRkaaAwnzdI/AAAAAAAAAYc/PEoDIJQCzSI/s1600/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TRkaaAwnzdI/AAAAAAAAAYc/PEoDIJQCzSI/s320/DSC01057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555500649521073618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's nice to know this cute uncle and I did took a picture with him. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-8107948838452850474?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8107948838452850474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=8107948838452850474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8107948838452850474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8107948838452850474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/12/puzzle.html' title='The Puzzle'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TRkX7XDK-0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/shSwco6XLRE/s72-c/DSC01053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2706907760201937677</id><published>2010-12-17T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T09:22:28.779-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tire'/><title type='text'>Accidental Mechanic.</title><content type='html'>This tragedy happened today on 17th December 2010 where I was driving back home from work. I noticed that something different about my car where my steering tend to go left. I'd say.. must be the tire and I was right. Since I was on the road, I don't have intention to stop and check my tire condition. Plus, it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect myself to reach the workshop I used to go but it wasn't accomplish where I had to stopp at the Esso Station as the condition had gone bad to worst. Gosh, I should snap picture of my terrible look tire. and my rim.... some part of it slightly eroded. Sobs...  (T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's a small bulb appear on my head.. ting~ I got idea... why didn't I look for nearby workshop and I did. Too bad the workshop already closed. Walking further hoping that another bulb appear again. My head can't stop thinking and I had this conclusion that, by hook or by crook I have to use my 'spare tire'... Hurm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting like a mechanic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(kononnyer)&lt;/span&gt;, I was opening my car boot to get mr. jack. I used all my energy to lift my car with mr. jack's help and tried open the bolt but unsuccessful. Raining situation really drain my energy and I got all wet. Err... I was actually twist the wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, and a HERO coming save me like Spiderman coming for Mary Jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQuaDocPatI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZnrXYG37Z-E/s1600/DSC01027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQuaDocPatI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZnrXYG37Z-E/s320/DSC01027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551700352850422482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQuaD7Y7RaI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lbzTRzQXG1Y/s1600/DSC01028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQuaD7Y7RaI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lbzTRzQXG1Y/s320/DSC01028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551700357936792994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This "X" tool is a must have in my car boot next time. I do have 'L' one but Spiderman said it isn't good enough. Spiderman doesn't have time to change costume. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baju kat dobi kata dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I took hot bath when I reached home to prevent myself from cold. Anyway thanks to Pak Cik a.k.a Spiderman for lending his hand to change my tire. (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a tiring day. Fuhhh... and I miss someone. huhuhu~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2706907760201937677?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2706907760201937677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2706907760201937677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2706907760201937677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2706907760201937677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/12/accidental-mechanic.html' title='Accidental Mechanic.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQuaDocPatI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZnrXYG37Z-E/s72-c/DSC01027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-5186528898527409669</id><published>2010-12-14T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T04:03:39.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bag.</title><content type='html'>Okay, for the past 2 days I was busy sewing bag. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. rajin kan?&lt;/span&gt; Initially I was really thrill how it'll turn out to be. A nice one or a disastrous one. Ha ha ha.. Gosh, laugh with gap is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the bag. Here's some pictures;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQdbnKcdOJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6BzQFlA6g7g/s1600/bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQdbnKcdOJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6BzQFlA6g7g/s320/bag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550505794134161554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the picture when you close the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQdbnkMFGMI/AAAAAAAAAXc/7xxtFA3xcNg/s1600/DSC00994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQdbnkMFGMI/AAAAAAAAAXc/7xxtFA3xcNg/s320/DSC00994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550505801044793538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The close up of the dolly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQdbn0dBanI/AAAAAAAAAXk/wDCH3T-RX1E/s1600/DSC00995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQdbn0dBanI/AAAAAAAAAXk/wDCH3T-RX1E/s320/DSC00995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550505805410822770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when you open it... zipper is adjustable. you can even open it smaller to fit your things. I do put a pocket inside as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... I wish I have sewing machine so this thing can be done faster. I have two more bag to finish up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-5186528898527409669?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5186528898527409669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=5186528898527409669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5186528898527409669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5186528898527409669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/12/bag.html' title='Bag.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQdbnKcdOJI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6BzQFlA6g7g/s72-c/bag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2927640821575643918</id><published>2010-12-10T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T06:43:11.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motherhood.</title><content type='html'>At the age of 25 going to be 26, there's a rush feeling of become a mother. Stupidly thinking "Isn't it great if I have a baby, life would be meaningful" without realize myself is neither married nor have a partner. A lone ranger indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the inner feeling couldn't be blocked. I even jealous with those who have baby of their own. Should I kidnap them and keep for myself? Not a good idea. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kena saman bapak2 mereka nanti. Hohoho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I googled some picture. And then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perasan-p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erasan konon sendiri pegang baby. Sengal ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQI64sXz-EI/AAAAAAAAAW8/g3QURrh0qlA/s1600/Baby%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQI64sXz-EI/AAAAAAAAAW8/g3QURrh0qlA/s320/Baby%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549062436531992642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Konon-konon la kan&lt;/span&gt;. My hair is that long but no curl, my face ain't that pretty. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(So, kira boleh imagine lah sikit-sikit kan.. nak perasan cantik pon boleh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQI65NbMXgI/AAAAAAAAAXE/voNIWR3U40o/s1600/baby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQI65NbMXgI/AAAAAAAAAXE/voNIWR3U40o/s320/baby1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549062445404544514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my baby will be so cute with bright eyes and clever.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mesti! macam di atas ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQI65kA8udI/AAAAAAAAAXM/vhF4xS_d5M8/s1600/aaaa%2Bkid%2Bartist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQI65kA8udI/AAAAAAAAAXM/vhF4xS_d5M8/s320/aaaa%2Bkid%2Bartist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549062451468483026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will definitely teach my baby how to paint. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Macam kat atas ni)&lt;/span&gt;. Very cute isn't it? Face expression is saying "Do not disturb. Artist at work.." hahaha~ cumel (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, itu sahaja imaginasi saya buat masa ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2927640821575643918?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2927640821575643918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2927640821575643918&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2927640821575643918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2927640821575643918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/12/motherhood.html' title='Motherhood.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TQI64sXz-EI/AAAAAAAAAW8/g3QURrh0qlA/s72-c/Baby%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-732189364544977090</id><published>2010-12-01T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T06:59:49.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of December 2010</title><content type='html'>The day before today, I mean on 30th November wasn't really good for me. I was crying before going for bed, that was all I could remember. Close my eyes hoping that everything will be vanish tomorrow, the sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, my wish actually came true. I felt so much better and good thing was really happen, it was surprising. Okay, enough about this. However, I'm gonna story what had happened after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Worst jam ever!&lt;/span&gt; I noticed that I was in 1km radius for more than an hour. Can you imagine that??? 2 cars was actually stopped in the middle of the road in a distance of less than 100 meters. Phiew~ and it happened that the traffic light was changing form into a man. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Look at the picture below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TPZed_nDluI/AAAAAAAAAWc/moxobbfjP3U/s1600/DSC00934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TPZed_nDluI/AAAAAAAAAWc/moxobbfjP3U/s320/DSC00934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545723860537808610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Higglytown heroes&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's a kids shows... google to know more)&lt;/span&gt;... I can call him one. Anyway, it doesn't help much. The further situation was much worst, where there were no traffic light and all kind of cars trying to fit in even in the most slightest gap. Even mine. Huu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TPZeeAh9sSI/AAAAAAAAAWk/4bzvFetrmXU/s1600/DSC00937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TPZeeAh9sSI/AAAAAAAAAWk/4bzvFetrmXU/s320/DSC00937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545723860784886050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, it's like a friendly match here. This uncle was smiling at me as we are in the same situation or is he smiling making sign that we should race? Oh, if that so. I declare myself as the winner. Hehehe~~&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TPZeeTMhaaI/AAAAAAAAAWs/1mXGZ2hxByQ/s1600/DSC00936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TPZeeTMhaaI/AAAAAAAAAWs/1mXGZ2hxByQ/s320/DSC00936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545723865795226018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look, I was going further. At this time, I was thinking of using a Doremon gadget. Something that makes me easy to squeeze through every cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TPZee2q4NhI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6LfHivwwS8Q/s1600/DSC00938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TPZee2q4NhI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6LfHivwwS8Q/s320/DSC00938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545723875317790226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since cars are near to each other. It happened that a guy (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not so handsome&lt;/span&gt;) flirting at me. I kept my face forward but trying my best not to laugh. Okay, frankly speaking... if he's handsome I might return his smile.. no.. I mean give him my brightest smile. LOL! In case that he's not that handsome (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it is)&lt;/span&gt;, if he was in sports car or luxury car I would smile either. But he ain't have any of those. Deng... demerit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home quite late than normal. Anyway, I'm grateful I was safely arrived. (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;Time to relax, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, daa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-732189364544977090?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/732189364544977090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=732189364544977090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/732189364544977090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/732189364544977090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-day-of-december-2010.html' title='First day of December 2010'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TPZed_nDluI/AAAAAAAAAWc/moxobbfjP3U/s72-c/DSC00934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2648588543402425049</id><published>2010-11-18T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T18:31:54.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya ingin menonton filem Social</title><content type='html'>Okay, the title may sound awkward, but I really mean it. Last movie I watched was 'Harry Potter', one of the latest movie at the moment and I happened to pass by 'THE SOCIAL NETWORK' poster. I told my friend, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, cerita ni pasal Mark Zuckerberg yang founder FACEBOOK tu, dia drop-out Harvard sebab dah kaya kan&lt;/span&gt;." Actually that's the only info I know and it sounds like I know a lot. Hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept in mind that the next movie I'm gonna watch is this!! I wasn't so thrill until I read the synopsis &lt;a href="http://www.adexcel.com/the-social-network/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I'm easily fall in love with genius guy. Gosh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the reason I'm writing this blog is because I WANT FREE TICKETS! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the info below is something I need to copy and paste in my blog. So, I did... Read it people, you can get free too but give it to me first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ingin mengetahui bagaimana Facebook bermula? Filem ini menceritakan bagaimana, seorang mahasiswa Harvard dan genius dalam pengaturcaraan komputer, Mark Zuckerberg membina rangkaian sosial dunia yang merevolusikan komunikasi. Antara pelakon-pelakon terkenal adalah seperti JESSE EISENBERG, ANDREW GARFIELD, JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE, ARMIE HAMMER and JOSH PENCE, dan ramai lagi. Filem ini adalah berdasarkan sebuah buku bertajuk "The Accidental Billionaires" oleh Ben Mezrich.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Untuk keterangan lanjut mengenai filem ini dan bagaimana untuk mendapat tiket-tiket percuma, sila lawati &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/mangga-the-social-network%20"&gt;Peraduan Blogger Filem "The Soc ial Network"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Filem ini akan ditayangkan di pawagam mulai 2 Disember 2010!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/mangga-the-social-network%20"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.adexcel.com/the-social-network/media/images/small-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I wasn't write much right? But I least I write something. Hey, tickets.. come to me... ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2648588543402425049?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2648588543402425049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2648588543402425049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2648588543402425049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2648588543402425049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/11/saya-ingin-menonton-filem-social.html' title='Saya ingin menonton filem Social'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2620796038336639978</id><published>2010-11-15T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T12:42:12.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the way you lie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TOGZ8SnkvqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UJH31O3J3PQ/s1600/Lie-to-Me-Title-Wallpaper-lie-to-me-4926564-1600-1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TOGZ8SnkvqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UJH31O3J3PQ/s320/Lie-to-Me-Title-Wallpaper-lie-to-me-4926564-1600-1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539878277711445666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people know this song, right? Okay... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just nyanyi dalam hati, else sound pollution pulak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is common issue, lying... online. I did that too, but not too far. I guess... Like lying about... your job. Instead of telling you are working in oil and gas company, engineer probably... you told people that you are working in a bank, corporate division some more! We called that lies. The social networks are all time favorite to LIE. myspace... tagged la... but apparently I kinda trust Facebook and Yahoo Messenger... but then YM has dropped from the list. Facebook is the place where the evidence are... hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, the lie I hate the most is when people(guys) are lying about their status (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kawin, belum kawin.. camtu&lt;/span&gt;). Because I'm SINGLE and NOT yet MARRIED. I am AVOIDING married guy. WHY?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tak ke kena belasah bini dia nanti. Mati aku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, girls... if you are pure in heart you can sense it and God will show the truth. Unless &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kamu memang berniat menjadi bini no. 2&lt;/span&gt;... you might not sense it. ceewaah. Anyway to those who actually sense it, but not realize it. Here's some tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~1~ Normally these LIAR won't talk so much. I mean, don't chat so much. Take note!&lt;br /&gt;       To do: If you're chatting in YM, try to check his profile. You might get some info. If no info, take note! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ada yang tak kena... hurm~&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~2~ Add him in FACEBOOK! Normally people being more real in facebook... Check out, did he approved?&lt;br /&gt;       To do: If he approved, Okay la kan. But if he didn't?? Do some investigation! At least make yourself able see his profile or pictures. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tengok ada gamba dengan GF tak? Or.. ada gamba dia kawin tak??? Then tengok juga ya, dia mungkin dah ada anak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maka terkantoi lah di situ dia laki orang&lt;/span&gt;. So, girls... just back off. If he did something bad to you doesn't mean you have to take revenge. Don't, let him be. Pray... he'll be a good husband and daddy to his wife and baby. Someone teach me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kalau orang baling najis kat kita, kita baling pisang kat dia semula. One day dia akan realize, ngapa aku baling benda tak elok die baling benda baik? So orang tersebut akan stop la baling najis kan..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To guys who read this. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siapa rasa-rasa dia ada buat? Angkat tangan. (Takpe, angkat jer... tak ada orang tau pon awak tu angkat tangan sebab apa. Kalau tgh tengok tv sebelah bini dgn laptop or blackberry kat tangan... bini akan tanya... "Eh, apsal abang angkat tangan ni?" Cakap kat bini, "Abang tgh senaman, yang.. lenguh pulak.") Macam tu la. See, &lt;/span&gt;I teach you to lie your wife&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pula. Untuk kebaikan yer, &lt;/span&gt;if she reads this blog&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; macam mana? Maka tau lah die why you angkat tangan... adegan baling periuk belanga akan berlaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that all from me.&lt;br /&gt;Learn from mistake, life's a climb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2620796038336639978?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2620796038336639978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2620796038336639978&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2620796038336639978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2620796038336639978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-way-you-lie.html' title='Love the way you lie...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TOGZ8SnkvqI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UJH31O3J3PQ/s72-c/Lie-to-Me-Title-Wallpaper-lie-to-me-4926564-1600-1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7071657707292191599</id><published>2010-11-08T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T18:47:46.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane 'Venus'</title><content type='html'>Me and another 2 friends went to K-pop dance yesterday. It was fun but I ended up aching my whole body, so I slept early. At home, I was trying to remember every steps I've learn. Obviously banyak yg tak ingat. Plus, we were thinking of learning easy steps first like 'Nobody Nobody'... baru rasa comel sket. But we learned the hard move dance on our first class. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our dance instructor is a Korean and we had miss-communication but I can say she's a great dancer and instructor herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the story. It's about 'Venus' word. The song actually from BoA (if you know her, she's a famous Korean singer) and the Hurricane Venus is her new song, released in 2010, so I barely know this song. Funny that I only knew the title 'Hurricane Venus' when I googled the song and sepantas kilat download it so I can memorize the beat. Mengurangkan menari tunggang langgang, sungguh memalukan. Hahaha... but still, sexy move mmg tak lulus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the instructor memorize the song and she dance according to the lyrics and beat but for us who listen to the song for the first time... err errr(you know what I mean~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..but.. yg tak boleh tahannye.. when it comes to the lyrics (singing of)... 'VENUS'... I heard she mention 'Penis' instead. What the... because of the slang, I know she never meant to say 'Penis' but I could never guess it was 'Venus'. It's not that I'm dirty minded here but that's what I heard. Janganlah salahkan saya.. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness Boa is quite good in english, so she really sings 'venus'.. Bagus Boa.&lt;br /&gt;Okke let see the dance move I've learned yesterday. Susah tau... tu yang nari sambil gelak-gelak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vz7Gstx5ogk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vz7Gstx5ogk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&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/6843214119828698436-7071657707292191599?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7071657707292191599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7071657707292191599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7071657707292191599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7071657707292191599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/11/hurricane-venus.html' title='Hurricane &apos;Venus&apos;'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-8048633396837681191</id><published>2010-11-03T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:10:26.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bijoux Addict?</title><content type='html'>What is bijoux? Not that I know before I &lt;a href="http://translate.google.com/"&gt;translate.google&lt;/a&gt; it. It's in French and I can't speak French actually(See.. even my blog name is in French). *giggle* Oh yea, bijoux is jewelry. Women accessories... also called girl's best friend? (or I just simply name it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Bijoux. Me and one of my bestie (Maisarah) are making jewelry from felt cloth and would love to share it with you... girls to wear and guys who wish to give birthday present or anniversary presents for your love ones? Why not?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Jangan kedekut nak bagi present kat girlfriend, okay??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've launch our first series, we called it 'BLOSSOM SERIES' because of the flower elements and petals. Basically it's about flowers. Have a look at our Blossom series &lt;a href="http://bijouxpalette.blogspot.com/p/our-product.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;~ When we mentioned 'handmade' mostly we did all by ourself, cutting every petals, putting them together and even sew it if needed. So, it's Arts. Appreciate it.*wink*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TNIuTix0F7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/ptn5VuYUnqA/s1600/DSC00893.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've done some of&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TNIuhuN17GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/eg-t53hmVZU/s1600/DSC00893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TNIuhuN17GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/eg-t53hmVZU/s200/DSC00893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535538048868412514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the mock-up. Too bad I didn't take the picture because I think Maisarah would do better in picture taking and editing. Hehe.. We will have brooch in cute version, I probably name it 'GIRLY SERIES' and "DOLLY SERIES".(because we can't think of the name yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLY SERIES: The picture taken from my cheap cellphone, bear with it. It's brooch, 95% felt and hand painted face. Cute? Suitable for teenagers and school girls, don't you think? This one was only example, I have made better one actually, this face too thin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Letak kat beg pun cantik tau~) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TNIvxil-8tI/AAAAAAAAAV4/HM5l7PK3Z_s/s1600/2929156372_cf1f5d0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TNIvxil-8tI/AAAAAAAAAV4/HM5l7PK3Z_s/s200/2929156372_cf1f5d0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535539420137976530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOLLY SERIES: This is also brooch, also suitable to wear it on shirt or bags. We also have 'head only brooch' for this series. For this one, we sew the eyes and mouth. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Comel, beli lah satu untuk anak-anak, tak ada anak anak sedara pun boleh, tapi anak kucing jangan... =.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all for now. Any update about our cutie stuffs, you can bookmark our blog, &lt;a href="http://bijouxpalette.blogspot.com"&gt;Bijoux Palette&lt;/a&gt;. Don't forget to like us in FB too... See ya~~ Muchooo gracias~~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(entah betul ke eja ni) &lt;/span&gt;uhuk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-8048633396837681191?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8048633396837681191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=8048633396837681191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8048633396837681191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8048633396837681191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/11/bijoux-addict.html' title='Bijoux Addict?'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TNIuhuN17GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/eg-t53hmVZU/s72-c/DSC00893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-5953863093550919728</id><published>2010-10-31T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T10:52:15.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my happiest weekend.</title><content type='html'>Since I am the one who works on weekend, I always looking forward for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mondays&lt;/span&gt; (coz it's my Off days) But this time around I reaaallllyyy love the weekend, the same tiredness but hey.. I had a lot of FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, let's have some preview on what had happened on Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the Friday night, I was busy with my painting, The painting is done but I had to put string so it's easier to hang.. I plan was to submit it in the morning but I haven't print out the form yet. So, I only went out at 10am and print it out, had my breakfast in McD while cracking my head to think what to write in the form (other than writing my name and details... I have to write what had inspired me to paint the painting.) Since I never been to Menara Maybank before, I would say that maps.google.com doesn't really help. (or it's just me?) But I managed to reach at 12.30pm. It was Friday and I was super nervous to drag my 90cmx120cm painting for submission. (I was thinking... mesti ramai org tengok... dun like~) But I gather all the courage I had and carry that thing to where is supposed to sent. Corporate Department.. (something like that)... Oh yea.. others contestants' painting was gorgeous. I feel very small as a beginner. Too small that I really feel like I can't compete them in any way. Anyway, this is my painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malayan's Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2gZ7q-4zI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5gj6OOnfDjI/s1600/IMG_1662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2gZ7q-4zI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5gj6OOnfDjI/s320/IMG_1662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534255884483355442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;comel tak kalau ada kucing macam ni? auuummm~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh yea, my last tutorial for this semester also been submit on Friday. ~lega~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, when weekend came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked half day on&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Saturday&lt;/span&gt; coz I was attending my best friend's engagement. I was looking forward to meet my roommate after 2 year~!! She is still a sweet girl and I love her so much~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2m-IipiwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/lHB0AcwIbjE/s1600/IMG_1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2m-IipiwI/AAAAAAAAAU4/lHB0AcwIbjE/s320/IMG_1669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534263103483120386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: the pelamin so sweet ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;... jeng jeng jeng... HALLOWEEN PARTY~!! It's wasn't really a party la.. but all of us wearing costume and it was super fun. There's student even really call me witch. "Witch, is this the right color?" and I laughed. Let me intro some of the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2m91FatnI/AAAAAAAAAUw/RAW6UOnKKa8/s1600/71968_457932731051_680276051_5410024_2753155_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2m91FatnI/AAAAAAAAAUw/RAW6UOnKKa8/s320/71968_457932731051_680276051_5410024_2753155_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534263098260239986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(from left: Valerie:very sopan Cinderella ; Maisarah:sexy cat ; Nut2:tall hobbit ; and me.. the witch~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was great.. Thank to Nut2 for the idea and Maisarah for decoration... and everyone who makes the party merrier... Haha.. one weekend, 2 different characters of me. FUN~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2qkRNtVaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/YIsgd8wCx3A/s1600/75674_457915241051_680276051_5409506_7323430_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2qkRNtVaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/YIsgd8wCx3A/s320/75674_457915241051_680276051_5409506_7323430_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534267057181119906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and the little witch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2q7H_ttcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PNpfvEYP9D4/s1600/39515_457922856051_680276051_5409744_2639774_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2q7H_ttcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PNpfvEYP9D4/s320/39515_457922856051_680276051_5409744_2639774_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534267449843496386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I heart this two beauties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2rlRPw1JI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/U5DFruPgWrc/s1600/75674_457915246051_680276051_5409507_2526120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2rlRPw1JI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/U5DFruPgWrc/s320/75674_457915246051_680276051_5409507_2526120_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534268173881234578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;girlfriends are diamonds.. These are my diamonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2sR7zP4KI/AAAAAAAAAVY/y54FNnCE5ws/s1600/37937_457933081051_680276051_5410042_4914768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2sR7zP4KI/AAAAAAAAAVY/y54FNnCE5ws/s320/37937_457933081051_680276051_5410042_4914768_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534268941218603170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;group photo.. nice one. Miss all the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay everyone... witch already sleepy and going off to bed. Thanks to whoever reads my blog. Have fun everyone~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-5953863093550919728?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5953863093550919728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=5953863093550919728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5953863093550919728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5953863093550919728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-of-my-happiest-weekend.html' title='One of my happiest weekend.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TM2gZ7q-4zI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5gj6OOnfDjI/s72-c/IMG_1662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-8489769742031345204</id><published>2010-10-20T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T09:50:36.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TL8c3igNN5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/pZIEDaZq9x8/s1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TL8c3igNN5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/pZIEDaZq9x8/s320/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530170607914530706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 20th October 2007. I started my first day in Da Vinci creative kids. I remember my first student was a Singaporean Malay girl. Looking at her, I assumed 100% she is Malay and since the day I worked was the first day after Hari Raya celebration. I tried to start up the conversation with Hari Raya questions. It was asking in Malay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tahun ni beraya kat mana?" I asked. But she didn't respond. She barely looked at me as if I wasn't talking to her. I was confused, I was teaching her in silence, she didn't talk much and I tried to figure out how to break the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I translate the previous question I asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where you were celebrating raya this year..?". Then she answered me non-stop and I was stunned. (I thought she's a quite girl, I was totally wrong.) She definitely couldn't speak Malay and I only learned she's Singaporean after that. She kept on elaborating her raya but there's only one point I kept in mind, she got about RM2K duit raya that particular year. My gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I was into something new and pushed the wrong button. I was then trying so hard to shut her back. Since she's my only student, my attention was all to her and she talked without giving me a chance to interrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my first experience of teaching art. It was a sweet memory I could never forget. And you should know how good I'm teaching now. (Look, I'm being cocky. Annoying me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how many years I'll still be here in Da Vinci. I am looking out opportunity to learn as much as I can, explore as deepest as I can. Good luck to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-8489769742031345204?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8489769742031345204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=8489769742031345204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8489769742031345204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8489769742031345204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/10/3-years.html' title='3 years~'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TL8c3igNN5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/pZIEDaZq9x8/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-708269953376589810</id><published>2010-10-12T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T17:28:18.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New page!</title><content type='html'>Hello people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning. Finish up my sketch logo and browsing my FB which is not that interesting. Haha! Anyway... I have new page! *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;flip to the next page to see how I waste my precious time. Hehe =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously you can't flip, it's computer not a book. Try to click &lt;a href="http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/p/chibis-gallery.html"&gt;'Chibi's Gallery'&lt;/a&gt; or you can find it in 'pages' column on your right with the same title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a good tutorial just to open my humble and not-so-interesting gallery, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^.~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-708269953376589810?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/708269953376589810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=708269953376589810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/708269953376589810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/708269953376589810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-page.html' title='New page!'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-9115285327268247347</id><published>2010-10-10T10:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T10:21:19.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My big cat.. 10% done~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TLH1HyXJaOI/AAAAAAAAANU/qteVmU841Ew/s1600/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TLH1HyXJaOI/AAAAAAAAANU/qteVmU841Ew/s320/DSC00766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526467731887057122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, been working on this since last Tuesday, it's been 6 days and 18 remaining days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chibi chaiyo~!!&lt;br /&gt;You can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot to be done and to paint eyes only.. took almost an hour.. fuh fuh~&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!! Do you think is good so far??&lt;br /&gt;I hope so :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&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/6843214119828698436-9115285327268247347?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/9115285327268247347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=9115285327268247347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/9115285327268247347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/9115285327268247347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-big-cat-10-done.html' title='My big cat.. 10% done~'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TLH1HyXJaOI/AAAAAAAAANU/qteVmU841Ew/s72-c/DSC00766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-3955192649940419723</id><published>2010-10-10T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T08:30:49.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk to me!</title><content type='html'>There are times when you really need to talk to someone about what's running in your head. You'll find someone that listens and give opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's happened to me obviously. What I did was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Send a message to FB inbox to a friend which related in the matter in term of situation.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     ~ I got the answer but, maybe not so satisfying even all the words makes every sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Call my bestfriend but unfortunately no one pick up, I bet she's busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tried to call my sister but she didn't pick up either, once she noticed she text me but I said "Nothing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, apparently I still need to talk to someone as I need more opinion from different levels. Because it wasn't about me, it's about someone else but so much related to my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone could help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-3955192649940419723?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3955192649940419723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=3955192649940419723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3955192649940419723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3955192649940419723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/10/talk-to-me.html' title='Talk to me!'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-4332427286077533034</id><published>2010-10-06T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T10:32:03.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Cat Project...</title><content type='html'>Yes, talking about the project... This is my first 'huge' project. Not gonna tell in details. shh...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the project definitely not about this cat. (see picture below...) I have no intention to make 'him' as my subject. Muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKyw2k3S4xI/AAAAAAAAANE/O8AA5BCqQLg/s1600/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKyw2k3S4xI/AAAAAAAAANE/O8AA5BCqQLg/s320/DSC00690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524985294531781394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually... It's about painting. I'm painting a big cat. Hard work, I know... but never say never!!&lt;br /&gt;I've done the eye part only... how's it? Good? I hope it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKyw2486JfI/AAAAAAAAANM/DMqfSNVXUf4/s1600/DSC00757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKyw2486JfI/AAAAAAAAANM/DMqfSNVXUf4/s320/DSC00757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524985299924035058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKyw2486JfI/AAAAAAAAANM/DMqfSNVXUf4/s1600/DSC00757.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.... I have about 22 days to finish this up. Chaiyo chibi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-4332427286077533034?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4332427286077533034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=4332427286077533034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4332427286077533034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4332427286077533034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/10/big-cat-project.html' title='Big Cat Project...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKyw2k3S4xI/AAAAAAAAANE/O8AA5BCqQLg/s72-c/DSC00690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-3706895828771925127</id><published>2010-10-04T20:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:46:14.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm typing my blog from words, and the font annoyingly small. Oh, &lt;span style='font-size:14pt'&gt;I can change it actually. LOL! This is cool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:14pt'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:14pt'&gt;I can insert picture without any guilt and bigger space to type. Okay, now I'll click publish look if it's really work.&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/6843214119828698436-3706895828771925127?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3706895828771925127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=3706895828771925127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3706895828771925127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3706895828771925127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/10/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-856132104967168959</id><published>2010-09-28T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T07:47:17.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portable Bathtub. I want one!!</title><content type='html'>It was such a cozy and relaxing day. I went for a short jog at 7.15am and was hardly get sweat. Disappointing. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;But yes, of course... I feel more energetic compared to yesterday, but still I'm lazy to clean up my messy room. I really need 'mood' to do that. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I was thinking of having 'milk bath' at home. But apparently I don't have bath tub, so what I did was 'showering' my body with the milk which is not so effective for the whitening purpose actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I went to computer and browsing for 'bathtub' and then 'tub' and then only I was thinking of 'portable bathtub'..... Aha!! Just like I wanted! (^_^). This design really catch my eyes, and cute~&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKH86-VGe5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/a_PK5j17eko/s1600/portable-bathtub1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKH86-VGe5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/a_PK5j17eko/s320/portable-bathtub1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521972708227054482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one made of rubber. Design by Ole Jensen, a ceramist and designer. Since it made from rubber, your back won't feel pain, and just the right size. Hehe. love it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKH9r343jJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/bTd6JJxaz7U/s1600/portable-bathtub2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKH9r343jJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/bTd6JJxaz7U/s320/portable-bathtub2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521973548311612562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If that was me, I'm sure there's more room... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(siap boleh kocak2 air.. haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;However, I believe this design is still under RnD and this is just a concept. If you wanna know more about this product, Mr. Ole Jensen has his own website &gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.olejensendesign.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, this isn't the only 'portable bathtub' you can get. There's more here... from China in this &lt;a href="http://www.globalsources.com/manufacturers/Portable-Bathtub.html"&gt;Global Sources&lt;/a&gt; website. The price range probably around RM98 to RM300. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I think...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope someone would sell it here in Malaysia so I don't have to think about the shipping cost. (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then, adios~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-856132104967168959?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/856132104967168959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=856132104967168959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/856132104967168959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/856132104967168959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/09/portable-bathtub-i-want-one.html' title='Portable Bathtub. I want one!!'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKH86-VGe5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/a_PK5j17eko/s72-c/portable-bathtub1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-5489963811221941804</id><published>2010-09-26T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:03:19.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charcoal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drawing with charcoal never been easy. I hardly control the tone and  too easy to smudge it (which makes charcoal looks more fine). But I  tried it anyway, and this is my first attempt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKAVhdFr0QI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jm_VVrPrEZY/s1600/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKAVhdFr0QI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jm_VVrPrEZY/s320/DSC00738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521436807644565762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKAVhdFr0QI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jm_VVrPrEZY/s1600/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;It wasn't that good, right? At least I tried.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKAVELj0hOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nM-ZtdQkNZk/s1600/DSC00652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKAVELj0hOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nM-ZtdQkNZk/s320/DSC00652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521436304722920674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKAVELj0hOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nM-ZtdQkNZk/s1600/DSC00652.JPG"&gt;Compare to the grade pencils I sketched earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKAWYi95HHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GIhUaFF4vkY/s1600/DSC00739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKAWYi95HHI/AAAAAAAAAMs/GIhUaFF4vkY/s320/DSC00739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521437754115300466" border="0" /&gt;and this is my 2nd trial. This is obviously lack of shades. hehe. Should make it darker for some areas.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, won't stop trying coz I've to start writing the proposal already. Gosh, have to find the reference book and so on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so busy up to the end of this year.. pheeww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-5489963811221941804?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5489963811221941804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=5489963811221941804&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5489963811221941804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5489963811221941804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/09/charcoal.html' title='Charcoal'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TKAVhdFr0QI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jm_VVrPrEZY/s72-c/DSC00738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2983145701749494574</id><published>2010-09-25T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T06:26:43.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cubical...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TJ34aJTNVBI/AAAAAAAAAME/O1bc__fNIHo/s1600/His_messy_room_by_IbrahimAmr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TJ34aJTNVBI/AAAAAAAAAME/O1bc__fNIHo/s320/His_messy_room_by_IbrahimAmr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520841846282867730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been away from my cubical for almost a month. 10 days in my Mom's place and almost 2 weeks at my sister's.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss sleeping on my very own bed even it's not totally my own.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my messy room, sometimes I swept just once a week or worst, once a fortnight.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my desktop even I can't carry to my mattress like I did to my ex-netbook.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the day I have room to do my painting and stuff without anybody interfere.&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking to myself in front of the mirror and knowing that no one could hear.&lt;br /&gt;I miss secretly looking at the picture of my favorite guys with no peeping.&lt;br /&gt;I miss jumping and singing along with my favorite tune.&lt;br /&gt;I miss myself when I'm smiling for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's good to be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2983145701749494574?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2983145701749494574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2983145701749494574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2983145701749494574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2983145701749494574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-cubical.html' title='My Cubical...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TJ34aJTNVBI/AAAAAAAAAME/O1bc__fNIHo/s72-c/His_messy_room_by_IbrahimAmr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1777213511381048990</id><published>2010-09-20T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:22:00.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to KL</title><content type='html'>The raya atmosphere is faded day by day. But there were 'open houses' here and there. Great, I love free foods. But I get very less invitation, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; my sister went back to KL on Thursday which both of us decided to move earlier, as early as 8am but my sister said it's better to be 9am. It happened when my sister tried to start my car's engine, but failed. I thought she did it the wrong way but... gosh!!! My car couldn't start at all!! (-.-)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem: battery was too old, have to be change... unable to change before raya because out of budget. Then both of us went to town with dad's car and bought new battery.. free maintenance with cost RM280. (money flies away..). At home.. me, my sister and my mom (all girls) tried to change the old battery to the new one. But nothing happened, my car doesn't even start at all.. it made me Grrrr.. coz it's the new battery. So I called the shop to confirm and ask a foreman to come over. Oh yea, actually my sister is the one who fetched him. And, this is what happened next:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TJgVKYGEbVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nOZ866AqovM/s1600/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TJgVKYGEbVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nOZ866AqovM/s320/DSC00737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519184611353324882" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he brought jumpers to start... and my dad's car is the hero. Ahaha... Anyway, still I had problem with the alarm system. I thought it was the central lock but actually it was just the right front door. Okay, that one really save my money. Phewww~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... now my car also a sauna. No air-condition anymore...&lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt; compressor air-cond rosak pulak.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1777213511381048990?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1777213511381048990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1777213511381048990&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1777213511381048990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1777213511381048990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-atmosphere-is-faded-day-by-day.html' title='Back to KL'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TJgVKYGEbVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nOZ866AqovM/s72-c/DSC00737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2809965641927500673</id><published>2010-09-14T00:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T01:36:40.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aidilfitri...</title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hari raya is all about forgiveness. Maaf atas segala salah dan silap (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;I did enjoy my Hari Raya. Family gathering, chit-chating until late. Fun with fireworks and firecrakers. Hurm... H.A.P.P.Y ~!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TI8xQOcxo4I/AAAAAAAAALk/obHlBAWbsRk/s1600/DSC06935.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TI8yLx_iPJI/AAAAAAAAALs/-LuTq1zI1ZY/s1600/DSC06960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TI8yLx_iPJI/AAAAAAAAALs/-LuTq1zI1ZY/s320/DSC06960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516683246531918994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TI8yMGyQOWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/sKm1k1yQzNw/s1600/DSC06942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TI8yMGyQOWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/sKm1k1yQzNw/s320/DSC06942.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516683252113357154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2809965641927500673?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2809965641927500673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2809965641927500673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2809965641927500673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2809965641927500673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/09/aidilfitri.html' title='Aidilfitri...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TI8yLx_iPJI/AAAAAAAAALs/-LuTq1zI1ZY/s72-c/DSC06960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2445679689919189780</id><published>2010-09-08T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T15:51:39.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara, Ramadhan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TIgQ4VNNPUI/AAAAAAAAALE/3aGhsF06bOk/s1600/Allahm_Bl__3na_Ramadan_by_el3ainelthbo7ah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514676303666429250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TIgQ4VNNPUI/AAAAAAAAALE/3aGhsF06bOk/s320/Allahm_Bl__3na_Ramadan_by_el3ainelthbo7ah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is the last day of Ramadhan this year. Tomorrow is Aidilfitri. I feel sad though, feeling like the blissful has come to an end. But still, I wish this isn't my last Ramadhan and promise myself to improve my Ramadhan next year, insya-Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of how sinful I am, I feel so ashame. All I can do is to raise my hands and ask forgiveness. &lt;em&gt;Ya Allah amppunkan hamba-Mu ini...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me, it's harder if we're sinful or makes mistake with someone or human rather than Allah... whatever it is, actually we're shouldn't or we should try to avoid sin at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was doing any mistake to anyone, I hope they'll forgive me. I am opening my heart for forgiveness as well. (Even someone was breaking my heart, I almost think it's unforgivable, gosh.. I'm just a human)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, welcome Syawal~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2445679689919189780?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2445679689919189780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2445679689919189780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2445679689919189780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2445679689919189780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/09/sayonara-ramadhan.html' title='Sayonara, Ramadhan...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TIgQ4VNNPUI/AAAAAAAAALE/3aGhsF06bOk/s72-c/Allahm_Bl__3na_Ramadan_by_el3ainelthbo7ah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7688961183362428603</id><published>2010-09-04T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T16:58:37.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Day!</title><content type='html'>4th September is a special day for 2 of my best-friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syarira is having her 25th birthday and Neesha engaged on the date. I'm so happy for them both (I'm crying with  tears of joy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish all Syera's wish will come true and always bless, beautiful and more successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for Neesha... wish u happy forever and ever, can't wait till your wedding next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-7688961183362428603?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7688961183362428603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7688961183362428603&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7688961183362428603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7688961183362428603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/09/special-day.html' title='Special Day!'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-5185613839671277857</id><published>2010-09-01T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T18:12:22.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sketch lagi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TH74iwCDUOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qKFiZMHdL40/s1600/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TH74iwCDUOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qKFiZMHdL40/s320/DSC00717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512116269840814306" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-5185613839671277857?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5185613839671277857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=5185613839671277857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5185613839671277857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5185613839671277857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/09/sketch-lagi.html' title='Sketch lagi!'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TH74iwCDUOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qKFiZMHdL40/s72-c/DSC00717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-8273313264195234785</id><published>2010-08-30T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T10:46:18.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THvjvWV-bJI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jgfsnem9BIE/s1600/hannah-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THvjvWV-bJI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jgfsnem9BIE/s320/hannah-heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511248971609042066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;True heart can even move the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well.. is that true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-8273313264195234785?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8273313264195234785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=8273313264195234785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8273313264195234785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8273313264195234785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/08/true-heart.html' title='True Heart'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THvjvWV-bJI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jgfsnem9BIE/s72-c/hannah-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7595689252100647709</id><published>2010-08-29T07:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T08:27:27.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise . and . OMG !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THp8CtIK8HI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UyfKick1gPg/s1600/engagement053.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THp8CtIK8HI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UyfKick1gPg/s320/engagement053.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510853479956672626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I shall start with the surprise, because it's the first news I knew before the OMG thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem.. ehem.. seems that my best friend has meet her prince and they'll engage next week! That's OMG! Very soon... but I am happy she told me earlier. We didn't meet for ages and always have no time for meet up but I probably (surely actually) will meet her on her wedding! Oh, I am so happy I'm about to cry now. (.... and I was talking about wearing sari on that day. *grin*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marriage things makes me nervous. Day after day... each of my friends will spread almost the same news, either they'll engaged or get married. For someone who yet to have candidate like me would feel left behind but I know I shouldn't feel so. For myself, I know it's my mom who'll worry the most. As for me, I don't wanna get married because everyone does. I wanna get married because I wanna live the one called 'husband' for the rest of my life. Did I get my point?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (So, kiranya kawin umo 40 pon takpe la kan... asal dia memang jodoh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, there's one more news which makes both of us (me n my best friend).. OMG OMG OMG! (this is what my friend said), and I was like 'sangatttttttt OMG!!' showing that I'm totally shocked that my classmate back in MMU was engaged with my ex-housemate. They kept it from us! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Okay, takpe la taknak jemput majlis kawin kan. At least bagitau.. tak faham kenapa nk sorok-sorok?)&lt;/span&gt; This is cruel. If only you'll get married, no need to hide! Let people know! Okay?! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Benda baik tak baik tau sorok-sorok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. it's only a shock to me maybe not for you. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-7595689252100647709?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7595689252100647709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7595689252100647709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7595689252100647709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7595689252100647709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/08/surprise-and-omg.html' title='Surprise . and . OMG !'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THp8CtIK8HI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UyfKick1gPg/s72-c/engagement053.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2023394415800473596</id><published>2010-08-25T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T18:43:16.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deactivate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THXGpeDwPoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/CxG99ls1w2w/s1600/facebook_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THXGpeDwPoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/CxG99ls1w2w/s320/facebook_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509528134903414402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 2 days I deactivate my FB account. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eh.. Mark Zuckerberg, jangan ambik hati ek. Bukan tak suka ciptaan awak tu, tapi saya busy jer. (-.-)'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason is... I have assignment to be done, which FB makes me lazy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sbb saya akan petik game jer)&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes I think reading people's thought every now and then might get me brain tumor&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yang ni tipu). &lt;/span&gt;What I meant was I might get hurt sometimes by certain individuals. Seems FB doesn't affect much in my life, the 'real' friends I have in there are only a few of 'em and I know that they're one call away. They're in my heart not just in FB (^_^).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deactivate forever? no... I promise my best buddy to activate it after my assignment done, which is soon. Even FB is off, I think I'm attach to bloggy now. But feels more like talking to myself. It's better not to keep silent at all, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2023394415800473596?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2023394415800473596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2023394415800473596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2023394415800473596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2023394415800473596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/08/deactivate.html' title='Deactivate...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THXGpeDwPoI/AAAAAAAAAKc/CxG99ls1w2w/s72-c/facebook_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1286889110395688461</id><published>2010-08-24T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T07:21:47.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where's my prince?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, belum merdeka lagi kan? So cerita dalam BM la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THPHd3DioSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y35J9suQ2NI/s1600/Prince-Charming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THPHd3DioSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y35J9suQ2NI/s200/Prince-Charming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508966085013184802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pic 1: Prince ni nampak cam sengal sket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bila umur menjangkau 25 tahun teringat soalan time sekolah dulu, "Ko nak kawin umur berapa?". Hurm soalan ni dah tak berguna lagi. Umur dah suku abad, ramai kengkawan yg bina masjid.. bak kata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;orang. Tapi malangnya saya... simen, kayu... paku-paku nk bina masjid pon tak jumpa lg. Even a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de ura-ura macam nk jumpa.. rupanya bukan kayu or papan yg sesuai. Camne tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang ada rasanya nk pegi mengembara cari si putera yg tak jugak datang-datang cari saya. Tapi ada masanya rasa give-up jugak. Kadang-kadang pulak ade rasa yang saya dah jumpa, tapi si puteranya buat tak endah aje.. (padan muka saya kan). Ada pulak yang cuba yakinkan yang sayalah puterinya tapi saya yang geleng kepala. "sori, wrong princess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THPT6rUHIuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/T-DFLEcrh2s/s1600/prince-charming2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THPT6rUHIuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/T-DFLEcrh2s/s200/prince-charming2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508979774217200354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pic 2: Even pakai crown pink, saya tetap takkan kiss. uhuk~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maka terfikirlah saya nak cari kolam-kolam yg ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e banyak katak. Testing la kiss satu-satu mane tau one of them Prince Frog kan? Tolong jangan buat. Kalau nak try jugak sendiri mau ingat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu cara lagi, suruh jer mak saya carikan la. Tapi tak best kalau dia pilih orang kampung sangat sbb saya orang kampung yg tatau hidup cara kampung. Teruk kan? Tapi kalau mak baca mesti die tak marah. Hehe.. luv u ma.. Abah saya? Tak penah dia tanya personal life say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a. Malas campur hal orang muda la tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, dengan tak ketahuan siapakah si putera yang saya tunggu tu, saya ade pesanan khas untuk kamu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My dear prince,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cepatlah mari sini! At least belanja buffet berbuka ke, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eman gi pasar ramadhan ke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bosan dah berbuka sorang-sorang. Sob Sob...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ur lovely princess&lt;/span&gt; (ade lovely tak tahan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Princess Chibi &lt;/span&gt;(perasan habis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Just for fun. Tapi berharap juga. Muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THPHe1ReHjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5AfYbPr304g/s1600/secret+life+of+prince+charming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THPHe1ReHjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5AfYbPr304g/s200/secret+life+of+prince+charming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508966101714607666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic 3: Oh yea.. buku bawah ni cam best. Nnt cari kat MPH lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kadang-kadang memang jadi sengal. Tabahkan hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1286889110395688461?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1286889110395688461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1286889110395688461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1286889110395688461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1286889110395688461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/08/wheres-my-prince.html' title='where&apos;s my prince?'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/THPHd3DioSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y35J9suQ2NI/s72-c/Prince-Charming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-6319695572526635327</id><published>2010-08-22T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T06:59:44.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spend Time Wif My Fav Girl.</title><content type='html'>Before writing further, just a fact. I'm STRAIGHT, not a lesbo even once. The fav girl i mentioned above is my BFF. Okay.. tiba nak tulis melayu jer pulak. Sebab dekat-dekat nak Merdeka Day kan... so... bahasa jiwa bangsa. Ececehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (eh, apsal english lak?), pergi lepak rumah Syer. Sangat seronok yer. Even kitorang malas nk pegi turun beli makanan, dengan menggunakan telekomunikasi moden... order McD jer. Keje kami tak habis-habis ketawa and gosip-gosip. Balik jer dah rindu. Sob Sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak pergi Kota Damansara... puas berapa kali tekan maps.google.. tak pernah drive jauh-jauh ni la jadiknyer. Tp kamikaze, even salin nama jalan tapi tak guna pon. Ceh... But thanks to Civil Engineers and sesapa yang berkaitan coz memudahkan my journey yg terlepas ke TTDI tp kire dah tak jauh dari situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik pon highway senang jer. Hebat btol siapa buat highway tu, kagum. Muahaha... Daripada 'snail driver' saye mampu pecut di jalan yg selesa tuh. Sampai cepat la pulak... Terasa malas pegi kerja. Tak senonoh btol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, rasa nak drive jauh-jauh lagi tp saye memang kedekut minyak. Jalan jauh-jauh nanti minyak cepat habis kan. So, tak gerak la kete tu dok kat parking jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okke.. lepas Merdeka tulis blog in English semula. Walaupun English tak bagus sangat. Suka hati la blog saye kan. Uhuhu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-6319695572526635327?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6319695572526635327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=6319695572526635327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6319695572526635327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6319695572526635327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/08/spend-time-wif-my-fav-girl.html' title='Spend Time Wif My Fav Girl.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-3412919827281103525</id><published>2010-08-18T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T15:14:36.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part-time driver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday (18th Aug, Wednesday), I was attended by a mom who'd like to register her daughter for the art programme. It was lunch hour so I have no intention to accept any student at the moment (I was resting.. it's Puasa). The idea that they might came in just to register was totally twisted. The mom said they're having transportation to send and fetch her; so I was asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506875598620594770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TGxaLiYMElI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Wba6Dn2acnw/s320/drive.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Is transportation provided?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh, no. Because the class is only for 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: But we live nearby. Is there anybody who can send and fetch my daughter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hurm.. I believe no. Normally we didn't go out as so many stuffs to be done here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Don't you have transport yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Errr.. yes but I have to monitor the centre. Plus, I'm staying in Gombak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Maybe you can fetch her at home and send her back, but what time you came back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I came back late. 7pm... 6.30pm during Ramadhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: It's pretty late, maybe she could do two lessons and you send her home afterward. What about that? I'll you for that. (Her daughter nodded in agreement)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (speechless) Er... but I never been to that area before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: It's very near, walking distance. But of course I won't let her crossing the road by herself, thus I need someone to send her home. Can you do the favor, chibi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (OhMiGod!) It's gonna be late, around 6.30pm. (I am so stupid, I unable to say no... That's my biggest weakness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was restless and telling myself not to tell my boss about it. Furthermore, I already received the pay for sending this kid home. (What the..........) In the end I told her anyway and she said I should've say no. And advice me to tell me the mother that I will only send her daughter home today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't make a verbal promise but seems the kid is such a good girl, I have no bad feeling sending her home. I actually tell myself it wasn't a huge favor and I shall responsible on what I've agreed. I send her yesterday, yes... it was so near and no hassle at all. I think I like her too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya, I'm gonna fetch her for art class today too. From a hasitation I suddenly feel so delighted by the favor, it makes me less lonely. Shall I tell my boss I'm willing to do it? I gonna be paid anyway. (mata duitan kan.. bagus.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;chibi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-3412919827281103525?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3412919827281103525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=3412919827281103525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3412919827281103525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3412919827281103525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/08/part-time-driver.html' title='Part-time driver'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TGxaLiYMElI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Wba6Dn2acnw/s72-c/drive.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7446249752351847872</id><published>2010-08-11T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:17:06.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan...</title><content type='html'>Today is already the 2nd day of Ramadhan. Blissful feeling filled the atmosphere. Sadly, most of the time I'm a lone ranger. Bangun sahur sorang-sorang... Buka sorang-sorang... but maybe weekend I could go to my sis's place so I won't be so lonely. How I miss to break fast with my parents. Mom will cook for us. Oh sometimes we went out to buka puasa.. That's normally when we went for shopping of course. (^_^) But I'm a grown up now. So, sorang-sorang kat KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I had a partner which accompany me to go for some buffet. Oh, I love buffet.. Boleh makan banyak2.. Too bad we separated recently... for the good of both of us. I can live all by myself I'm sure. It's just... sometimes I need someone to talk to, I need someone to listen, I need someone to share. Ok... tak emotional ek. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okke... Selamat berpuasa semua (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-7446249752351847872?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7446249752351847872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7446249752351847872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7446249752351847872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7446249752351847872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/08/selamat-menyambut-ramadhan.html' title='Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-4298699824276319953</id><published>2010-07-24T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T12:04:55.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kompleks Kraf.. the trip~</title><content type='html'>Today, we are having a trip to Kompleks Kraf in Jln Conlay. Last year we went to National Art Gallery. I think I like National Art Gallery better as I love painting and there are tons of fascinating painting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs220.snc4/39326_428654698040_723348040_4835922_5491481_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 405px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs220.snc4/39326_428654698040_723348040_4835922_5491481_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pic above: students under my supervision. ade yg lg tinggi dari saye lg. sobs....sobs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Kompleks Kraf, hmmm still okay lor... we had fun but tiring. There were about 25 kids, 5 teachers, 2 parents and 2 maids. The kids were doing batik for their interactive program and they really enjoyed it. We had lunch at 12 something... nasi ayam, teh ais(i think) and ice-cream! Unfortunately I got stomach pain when I went back. Then we were visiting museum and all.. the kids were naughty. huhu... Oh, they're having 'kerja kahwin karnival' or something... but we didn't have much time visiting there. I wish I can try the food. But my stomach already full with ice cream. Oh yea... I like their bahulu.. always like bahulu actually. Ee Jenn, one of our students having bahulu for the first time in her life. So cute. (Her picture while eating bahulu also so cute, it's in Maisara's camera.. huhu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... I had my first class for this sem.. today. I've there once by car, I was quite sure of the road I've taken. But I lost anyway... I almost going to KLIA but I manage to turn back and rely on my guts on where I'm supposed to go. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fuh... habis minyak aku... dahla dah naik 5 sen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in my tired body.. I tried to concentrate on the tutorial... so lucky the tutor is very generous in smiling. I think I like him.. haha.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh bukan crush ek.. suke jer.&lt;/span&gt; But my stomach memulas within an hour before class ended. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ice cream punya pasal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okke... on the way was jam in MRR2. Haih... balik pon sakit perut lg. (T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-4298699824276319953?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4298699824276319953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=4298699824276319953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4298699824276319953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4298699824276319953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/07/kompleks-kraf-trip.html' title='Kompleks Kraf.. the trip~'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-3711879021317145111</id><published>2010-07-23T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T06:45:38.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stick to that 3310</title><content type='html'>are u into latest gadgets? I'm not... not really coz I can't afford it for the time being. Maybe another 2 months. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I hope...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes thinking of changing an advanced phone might be a hassle. Example, later this evening my friend was being ask to send a message through an Iphone (my boss's phone). So, she accidentally touch something and the message was gone and she asked me to help out and I was touching this and that.... still the message earlier unable to be found. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I was actually enjoyed the touching.. kinda fun..) &lt;/span&gt;Not so lucky, I had student that time who also using Iphone. I asked her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know where to get to the message?" ... and she showed me but still the message earlier is error in finding. Haha.. I can see that my student chuckle a bit (she might be laughing inside).. wondering why the teachers are Iphone dummies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was making initial conclusion that advanced phone doesn't really good except they're touchy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the only thing I think is fun).&lt;/span&gt; I am wrong. Technology makes our life complicated, thus it makes things better in every way. For myself who is not really a techno-girl but I love still the coolness of these Iphone, Ipad.. berry2 whatever you called..... they are real cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stick to 3310. Get the newest  gadgets today. (this is not an advertisement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-3711879021317145111?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3711879021317145111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=3711879021317145111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3711879021317145111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3711879021317145111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/07/stick-to-that-3310.html' title='stick to that 3310'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1226801444532137045</id><published>2010-07-01T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:30:57.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early July...</title><content type='html'>After reading Syera's blog "&lt;a href="http://peachysyera.blogspot.com/2010/07/ve.html"&gt;+ve&lt;/a&gt;". I feel bad about myself but reading her words is always fun. Even every words sounds like note to her, I think there's a little bit... is about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. really.. I never thought of being a Drama Queen. Unfortunately I actually was. I am sorry Syera for taking up your time and listen to my stupid drama. Whatever you said in your blog is true.. . I shouldn't be so selfish. (and I like the word silver lining... can I change to goldish?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is fine now. I should look up for myself and think more reasonably but sometimes I would say 'It's not me, it's the hormone'. Hahaha... Anyway, I wanna be a better me. Really... Even the thing I angry about was mostly because it was my birthday and I was supposed to get cake~ (am I defending myself?... again?). My bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July - back to college. I really wish I didn't work on weekends so I can go to class without rushing. Think of the bright side, chibi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No image available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1226801444532137045?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1226801444532137045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1226801444532137045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1226801444532137045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1226801444532137045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/07/early-july.html' title='Early July...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7895522968274292526</id><published>2010-06-28T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T23:37:45.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TCmP2FNd1LI/AAAAAAAAAJc/O9KI-L8G8E8/s1600/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TCmP2FNd1LI/AAAAAAAAAJc/O9KI-L8G8E8/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488075780202026162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday, I've been thinking about the day I'll turn 25. It's tomorrow. I did nothing yesterday and today as well. Supposedly I should have an outing with my bf but since he said something that totally hurt me, I myself canceled the date. Now, I kept thinking where to celebrate my 25th birthday all by myself. Somewhere that makes me feel peaceful and calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I'll celebrate it alone because all my best friends is working. It's Wednesday. Even it falls on Saturday or Sunday it's doesn't sound good either, I can't take leave. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything what I have in mind is somewhere I do a painting peacefully.... Where can it be in this busy Metropolitan. Hurm.. probably something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TCmUQjqrgsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/e0cgXxsc1Uo/s1600/inu1650x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TCmUQjqrgsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/e0cgXxsc1Uo/s200/inu1650x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488080633100731074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. cartoon... hehe.. anyway, Happy Birthday to me. (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-7895522968274292526?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7895522968274292526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7895522968274292526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7895522968274292526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7895522968274292526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/06/25.html' title='25.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TCmP2FNd1LI/AAAAAAAAAJc/O9KI-L8G8E8/s72-c/25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-5206599100847134756</id><published>2010-06-19T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T06:49:21.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm exhausted.</title><content type='html'>Last Friday was the end of June's workshop. There's good thing and bad thing about this workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good : Overtime! So more money...&lt;br /&gt;Bad : Super duper tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't me who assist kids with the workshop, I had to teach for replacement class and new sketching student which is more tiring than doing all the craft thingy. Oh ya... I did assist a 3 years old boy named Haris who's staying in US. Anyway, he can't really talk yet so sometimes I thought he spoke Spanish. LOL! He's cute tho... he even measure my leg for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had big stuff ahead... I was invited to submit illustration for kid's story book which makes me googling more these days. So.. it's still an audition but I wish to get the job. Pray for me. Amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't easy. There are few characters includes, Queen, goat and granny which I think the hardest part to draw... so I googled and get this for my inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TBzJ8P_l1nI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FArN2jKilkM/s1600/nenek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TBzJ8P_l1nI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FArN2jKilkM/s200/nenek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484480483153008242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wrinkle is the most artistic part. Fade complexion. This picture is the most perfect for my granny. I'm still painting and hope it'll be done before Monday. Gosh, so little time.... haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I draw a cute queen. hehe. upload it later...&lt;br /&gt;Until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-5206599100847134756?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5206599100847134756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=5206599100847134756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5206599100847134756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5206599100847134756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-exhausted.html' title='I&apos;m exhausted.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TBzJ8P_l1nI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FArN2jKilkM/s72-c/nenek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-4641902703081323486</id><published>2010-06-07T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T08:38:03.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zip It.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TA0Pqi_wFbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Sm0JFMAhJtw/s1600/3640159528_63eea14117_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TA0Pqi_wFbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Sm0JFMAhJtw/s400/3640159528_63eea14117_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480053545202881970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At this moment, my tears is going to burst but I'll always keep my mouth shut. Zip It.&lt;br /&gt;For the truth I have tell, For the faith that was fade.&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow is a new start, For today almost a history.&lt;br /&gt;I shall believe what I believe in and find the courage to go through anything.&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I'm floating knowing I'll be saved with not so much hope in heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be me with my mouth zipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&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/6843214119828698436-4641902703081323486?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4641902703081323486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=4641902703081323486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4641902703081323486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4641902703081323486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/06/zip-it.html' title='Zip It.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TA0Pqi_wFbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Sm0JFMAhJtw/s72-c/3640159528_63eea14117_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-3202700563937187442</id><published>2010-05-30T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T19:55:14.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubye MAY~</title><content type='html'>Hurm, due to my tight schedule in May I hardly spend my time to blog here. I notice last post was early this month. Today is already end of the month. Walking in the month of June makes me closer to the age of 25!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, May was a pretty lucky month for me... I just took my P license on 2th May. Happy (^_^)... Oh ya... 26th May which is last week' I was welcoming Bieber to my life. Nervous... I was not the first person who drive him first, I was yet to have courage as I didn't buy 'P' yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day Bieber in my hand, I already bring him to Rawang. Pretty nervous but I googled.. I mean maps Google so I won't get lost. 4th and 5th day my heart was sore because Bieber wasn't home for 2 nights. Honestly, I cried. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was my first time drive Bieber from Rawang back home. Nervous... But everything alright except I almost took the wrong lane trying to avoid from an SUV and I bump into side road bumper ( is that what we called that thing?). Luckily I managed to be in control and just drive further like nothing had happened. It does sound like a bad thing but it turns Bieber to the correct lane. What ever happened, I thanks Allah for saving me and giving me the right direction even it seems in a harsh way. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, Bieber is m&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TAMkXmtLrmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/q0FcZ1jumxE/s1600/JJB9875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 89px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TAMkXmtLrmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/q0FcZ1jumxE/s200/JJB9875.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477261559758302818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y ride. (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-3202700563937187442?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3202700563937187442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=3202700563937187442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3202700563937187442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3202700563937187442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/05/bubye-may.html' title='Bubye MAY~'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/TAMkXmtLrmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/q0FcZ1jumxE/s72-c/JJB9875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-3178769518060335442</id><published>2010-05-03T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:45:03.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile (^_^)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S98lCcwgjsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HK5Mvl4rfyU/s1600/smile-kitten-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S98lCcwgjsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HK5Mvl4rfyU/s320/smile-kitten-large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467129196660690626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's million reason to smile and none for not to. I regret sometimes I didn't appreciate the great life I have and often 'sigh'.. hurm. I'm telling myself to keep myself in happy tune which will make my face muscle in smiling action. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile for having great parents, patience and supportive.&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile for having siblings around me which makes our house merrier.&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile for having wonderful girlfriends who makes me miss a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile for the one who allowed me clinging on him and care for my concern.&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile as I'm able to paint people I love in life.&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile for everything that occur&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile...&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^___^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-3178769518060335442?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3178769518060335442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=3178769518060335442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3178769518060335442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3178769518060335442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/05/smile.html' title='Smile (^_^)'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S98lCcwgjsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/HK5Mvl4rfyU/s72-c/smile-kitten-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-53136450123466284</id><published>2010-04-23T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T08:17:23.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Rose Ly~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S9G0akcEvBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0g9HnsVTKiA/s1600/happy_birthday_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S9G0akcEvBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0g9HnsVTKiA/s320/happy_birthday_07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463346191528147986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today (23rd April 2010), me, my bos and Ratna were conducting an event of a birthday party which located somewhere in KL... Jln Tun Razak if I'm not mistaken. It was the 2nd time involved such event outside the centre, it was so tiring but yep.. FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. it was Rose Ly's birthday party and her dad which is Canadian (if I'm not mistaken again) decided to choose 'non-woven bag painting' and 'sand art' for the activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there around 5.30pm and having trouble with the parking coz there were few of them (security guards), from different countries... I would say... one of them from Nepal which hardly speak English and of course they can't speak Malay. So, long story short, we have to carry our heavy stuffs quite a distance. (Anyway, since today's news that the security's wages increased.. I'm not suggest it should be implemented to these people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we had arrived. Set things up... Kids are coming... they started painting the bag. Initially they are so eager and end up tired afterward... normal..... Plus, the teachers become 'Handy Mandy' fixing up their paint so it looks better. Normal.(^_^) Hahaha... As long they are happy, it's okay. We were back home about 8.30 already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly my phone was wreck. Still actually. So, I didn't took any picture during the party. Sobs. Opps, I have 1. but in ratna's phone. I was with Keane.. Rosely's lil bro. Cute-ness~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better sleep now. Have to work 9-6 tomorrow. Bubyeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: HAPPY 7th BIRTHDAY, ROSE LY~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-53136450123466284?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/53136450123466284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=53136450123466284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/53136450123466284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/53136450123466284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-rose-ly.html' title='Happy Birthday Rose Ly~!!'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S9G0akcEvBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0g9HnsVTKiA/s72-c/happy_birthday_07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1474207498776016000</id><published>2010-04-18T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T22:32:15.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh.. oh.. so long.</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I'm updating my blog. It seems that my last blog was so tense I can't even think of a new one. Anyway, the pressure is still in but I am totally fine. I'll try to handle it in style (hahaha..) and been asking for opinions from various people. But the decision must be totally mine; not influence by anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite busy as well... I have a new tiny business which I run online and will announce later in this personal blog. (hehe.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was busy contructing new product for Da Vinci as well called 'Sketching Program' but seems that it won't be that long... might be taking over by someone else in the short future. Will update about this later as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? driving classes. Fuh, I had QTI test and it was s**k! urgh.. but I am a little confident about driving which I am not really good in the first place. I'm going to have JPJ test soon which makes me nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all. (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1474207498776016000?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1474207498776016000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1474207498776016000&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1474207498776016000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1474207498776016000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-oh-so-long.html' title='Oh.. oh.. so long.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-4387972137874662893</id><published>2010-03-28T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T07:22:53.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not perfect, sorry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S69l0_O-L2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/olIxlWqv8qA/s1600/emos-crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S69l0_O-L2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/olIxlWqv8qA/s320/emos-crying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453689634770792290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 weeks my feeling about my job is on the rock. Deep inside I love my jobs so much. I do love my students, the kids makes me happy at heart. Painting, colours, drawing are the things I love to do and I swear to live my life in art. But yes, nothing is perfect. My job, even me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I noticed myself browsing on jobs section a lot. A friend asked me 'Do u ever think of quitting?'. I was saying yes. The job seems to be perfect for me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I mentioned perfect so many times already, bear with it. Look at the title)&lt;/span&gt; but still I am only human. I don't like being taking for granted. I HAVE FEELINGS like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, feel like to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;compare&lt;/span&gt; with a part timer is a NO to me. Second, if 1 day out of 20 days I was late for work, this is not something I expect:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Chibi, next time please come early. Keep in mind that your working hours is 9 to 6."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(actually there's some more sentence which I forgot what it is, and it was hurting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to tell that I accidentally woke up late today as I forgot to on my alarm, unfortunately I was ignored. Then it makes me shut and my heart was crying inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I prefer to hear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Chibi, did you woke up late today? Next time come early, okay. Don't do that again."&lt;/span&gt; The word 'don't do that again' is already a warning to me which I prefer more and will alarm my brain for not doing it again. But do I have any choice if people zooming my tiny fault and close their eyes for all the good things I have done? It's UNFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hoping for people to praise me so much, no... I never like it though. I never even asked for a Thank you. It's okay, I know my level and I did my job even it's not perfect but I tried my best and never stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I was asking is a proper intonation or probably proper words that will never hurt me. Please makes me realize that I am wrong, but not in a hard way. Please... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(oh God, I'm weeping now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling quite burden me, it kept wandering in my mind and I determined myself to be more patient. I'm gonna swear myself to give forgiveness for the cause of bruise I have in my heart. I'm gonna wish the feeling faded overnight and I'll be okay tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Allah, please help me to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-4387972137874662893?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4387972137874662893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=4387972137874662893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4387972137874662893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4387972137874662893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-not-perfect-sorry.html' title='I am not perfect, sorry...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S69l0_O-L2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/olIxlWqv8qA/s72-c/emos-crying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-8797424314717892187</id><published>2010-03-18T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:41:52.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's okay...</title><content type='html'>Opinion, is really something subjective. Sometimes others opinion might not synchronize to your rhyme, I am either freeze without saying anything or just said '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm.. okay&lt;/span&gt;'.(if it doesn't come to my sense) I think it's better to keep peace in the conversation rather than blow my heart out. Anyhow, I'm a bit '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menyampah&lt;/span&gt;' when people praising someone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; because she/he is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super good&lt;/span&gt; in that particular term but because the person actually like her/him instead of me. Plus, all the effort I have made wasn't really appreciated.All I got it's just "Oh, you have improve a lot in a year." What can I say? "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nevermind(^_^)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I'm not looking for vote here. I remember my mother said we have to be sincere in everything we do. I am, and my mom's word is always resound in my head. But sometimes there are time in your life you need more encouragement. Not just "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are okay.&lt;/span&gt;" It's kinda hurt as I feel like being compared just because this damn education background... but hey, even I don't have degree in my hand, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I AM NOT STUPID&lt;/span&gt; okay? Plus, I dare to pursue my dream, I believe what I believe in. I believe my ability and willing to explore more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I tried to extinguish the little flame in my heart by remember what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the expert&lt;/span&gt;s said about my works. Mostly they like them. (^_^) They said I have my own style and even the one which looks ugly to me, they like it a lot. Thinking of that makes me feel better. They teach me a lot and I wanna thanks to them. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, I miss them sometimes&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'm telling to myself. It's okay. I have a big crowd of supporters. Even they are the little ones but it means a lot to me. They are the one who makes me stay, until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I wonder if I leave, is everything going to be the same? I know after he/she left nothing change at all. So, maybe I should leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-8797424314717892187?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8797424314717892187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=8797424314717892187&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8797424314717892187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8797424314717892187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-okay.html' title='It&apos;s okay...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-6035255002623950172</id><published>2010-03-11T17:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:41:53.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Manager, am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S5mZb_eBVAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ief6zY1BrjU/s1600-h/chibi_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S5mZb_eBVAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ief6zY1BrjU/s200/chibi_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447553930454193154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I was working in Da Vinci about 2 yrs+ which I only positioned as full timer about 9 months ago. I was first hesitate by the 'manager' designed to me as I never had any experience in such position before. Anyway, I was thinking this is the real challenge I have to face. (some more I was just started my business management degree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;At first, there were a lot of stuffs to catch on. Admin-wise,  report, tons of training, consulting and supervising the other staffs and bla bla bla. I am so lucky my lady boss is such a kind, helpful and encouraging; which I am now much more confident handling this and that. (Even mistakes happened and makes me so nervous... 'Gosh, what did I've done?')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The kids, as normal... some of them are pretty naughty, a bit lazy, talkative, too much pamper but I love them all. All of them are good kids comes from good family and improvise in some terms. I don't have so much problem with kids (as I handled them for 2 years already) but manager works makes me nervous.. still. Actually it's about conducting the interview. I never count how many times I went for interview already but picture myself as the one who's asking questions makes me giggle. (Hehe..) Especially when I'm not well prepared, all I was asking is to intro themselves, tells about the current job, why they wanna work here and in return I'll explain about the company. (Kinda common question actually)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;For the last interview, I was given the checklist from my boss which give me better view about interviewing. I think with the confident I have, I'll improve and do better next time. (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Okay, I think that's all for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;chibi  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-6035255002623950172?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6035255002623950172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=6035255002623950172&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6035255002623950172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6035255002623950172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-manager-am-i.html' title='Little Manager, am I?'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S5mZb_eBVAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ief6zY1BrjU/s72-c/chibi_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1714682454017538682</id><published>2010-02-23T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:47:58.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Tuesday; I love Pasar Malam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Among 7 days of the week, I'll rank Tuesday is my favorite and Monday is the 2nd. Reason? Because these days is my holiday~~! It's equal to Weekends (Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday) for most people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; is the special day, because of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Pasar Malam&lt;/span&gt; near my place. Actually it's so near, I can see it from my 3rd floor window. (Cool, I'll only go down if I see most of the stalls are ready.. (^_^)). Pasar malam isn't just buying stuffs I think, for me... window shopping, sightseeing, jalan-jalan and look how colourful things around. People who loves to paint like me will likely to attract on colours. Other than that.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S4PmRUSwjMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-y5U4Fv19zw/s1600-h/ciku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S4PmRUSwjMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-y5U4Fv19zw/s200/ciku.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441445959973244098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Okay, the picture might be a bit small. Let me spell it out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;CIKU MADU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;1 Longgok = RM2.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Jangan Picit... Masak Dah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;... cheap, right?? Yes, I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; stuffs in Pasar  Malam. I ended buy 1 longgok which I am not sure if I can finish them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Plus, I have a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; 'must buy' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;food every time I went to Pasar Malam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S4Pp8ZKOogI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GtttkQc17l8/s1600-h/taufufaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S4Pp8ZKOogI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GtttkQc17l8/s200/taufufaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441449998548902402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Tau fu faa~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;(pandan, gula putih, gula merah) ur choice~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;or whatever you called it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;it costs RM1.20 each which there's increment of 20 cents... it was only RM1.00 meh~~ I said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;not really cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; but I bought it anyway. 'Must Buy' item.. remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;There are also stuffs with great smell... makes me feel like buying but I'll think deeply before buying. Hohoho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S4PuOL_-oWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_oIuMI0YlJ4/s1600-h/durian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S4PuOL_-oWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_oIuMI0YlJ4/s200/durian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441454702300406114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Durian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Last week I bought 3 packets worth RM10.00, I drank plain water as much as I can so I won't have fever. (I don't wanna get sick on my working days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I kinda having fun with the busy-ness of Pasar malam, but hey.... somebody stepped on my slippers and I almost fell... grrrrrrrrrrrraaaarrrrr.. about 165cm, a guy, chubby and not so old.I should capture his face in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;After an hour of touring the whole Pasar malam, I ended up with with.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S4Pz9qlGucI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HChhDRJkcko/s1600-h/my+plastics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S4Pz9qlGucI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HChhDRJkcko/s200/my+plastics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441461015521180098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;HAND-FULL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Lol~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Kinda shopaholic, am I? Only in Pasar malam la, coz there're cheap cheap stuffs.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Anyway, this Pasar Malam is nothing to compare with the one I went with Syera in Pandai Dalam. It was big with tons of stalls and we weren't even touring the whole Pasar Malam. People were so many as both of us have to cilok here and there to get through the human traffic. I remember I bought square 'apam' which is cute and mattress-like kuih. Huhu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Okay, I shall end my story here. Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;chibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1714682454017538682?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1714682454017538682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1714682454017538682&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1714682454017538682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1714682454017538682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-tuesday-i-love-pasar-malam.html' title='I love Tuesday; I love Pasar Malam'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S4PmRUSwjMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-y5U4Fv19zw/s72-c/ciku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-4543987761372982708</id><published>2010-02-13T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:48:53.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom's 'purr' baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S3aODBoJEdI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pZN1D8DfTRE/s1600-h/tuah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S3aODBoJEdI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pZN1D8DfTRE/s200/tuah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437689782724006354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;The story is about our 'house cat' called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'TUAH'&lt;/span&gt; (which given by my mom). This story told by my sister which is really makes me laugh and wondering what on earth in that little head of cat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Initially my sis just told me about Tuah and his injured leg, which makes me wondering, "What did he do? He's only eat, sleep and seldom steps on land!" My mom said that he was lost in fight with Putih (which is our house cat too, but older and used to be 'nyah cat'). Huhu.. So funny, as Tuah is one 'jambu' cat who never knew how to fight, even his paws are so clean as he walks within the house compound only! But, He has a kind-heart as he always let our baby cat eat first... So, baby first~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;My sis told me more about this Tuah which he is actually 'tried' to be rebellious, to show he's old enough to go anywhere he likes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(kire die ingat die dah matured la ni)&lt;/span&gt;. He stepped out of the house and was found in school compound which about 150 meters away. My mom carried him home. You see... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CARRIED&lt;/span&gt;. Lol~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;So shame la, Tuah. Just be a house cat lah, don't have to be wild. At least you can watch tv with us and sleep on bed. (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Anyway, we love you. I mean, my mom loves you the most. (That's why she bought you whiskers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: Love 'gomol2' that Tuah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;chibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-4543987761372982708?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4543987761372982708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=4543987761372982708&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4543987761372982708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4543987761372982708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-moms-purr-baby.html' title='My mom&apos;s &apos;purr&apos; baby.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S3aODBoJEdI/AAAAAAAAAHc/pZN1D8DfTRE/s72-c/tuah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7496527725670567317</id><published>2010-02-08T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:49:35.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Fairy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S3BZDaMQJVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_-bxS01CH3U/s1600-h/fairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S3BZDaMQJVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_-bxS01CH3U/s200/fairy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435942665341379922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear fairy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for looking at me and listen&lt;br /&gt;Cause my tears is about to break&lt;br /&gt;And I feel betrayed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sad because I'm not chosen&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad as I met another hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;and I was told a lie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks to you I am not lonely&lt;br /&gt;You are my dear fairy&lt;br /&gt;I know you are with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6843214119828698436-7496527725670567317?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7496527725670567317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7496527725670567317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7496527725670567317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7496527725670567317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/02/dear-fairy.html' title='Dear Fairy,'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S3BZDaMQJVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_-bxS01CH3U/s72-c/fairy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2952572166268691906</id><published>2010-02-01T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:50:27.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watercolour... (^_^)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;First of all, welcome February!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On this very 1st day of February I was painting my 'n'th artwork but this time around I am using watercolour. Hehe, actually I've been longing to paint using watercolour these whole time but I had this fear as I heard watercolour is the hardest medium to handle. I drew the picture of my little sister few days back, bought the watercolour paint today and rushed back home to start my painting. I can't wait to start while I was in the Art Shop. *giggle* I knew I can handle poster colour nicely, but water colour... (Im not sure...) Hurm, I just learn by looking closely at other people's artwork so I can slightly see how it's done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S2cd9QubE5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/UjqMfTt3ZxY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S2cd9QubE5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/UjqMfTt3ZxY/s200/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433344413744698258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't have easel!!! Please somebody give easel as my birthday present please~~~ (^.~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Never mind, I have better idea which I taped it on my closet's door. (Just like the picture above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S2cd9iE7y9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/bEfJ7KyUNPM/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S2cd9iE7y9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/bEfJ7KyUNPM/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433344418402520018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Painting started. I made the thin layer for face, hair and blouse. Then put some shading for shadow areas. My sister looked like an English girl in this light brown hair. hehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S2cd-LClO4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/wg6JkonWFZw/s1600-h/final2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S2cd-LClO4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/wg6JkonWFZw/s200/final2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433344429398506370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh ya, obviously I am lazy to elaborate to much and tada~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is the ending of my four hours of painting. And I named it "MY LIL BEAUTY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha. Thank you for reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;chibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2952572166268691906?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2952572166268691906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2952572166268691906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2952572166268691906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2952572166268691906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/02/watercolour.html' title='Watercolour... (^_^)'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S2cd9QubE5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/UjqMfTt3ZxY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-743151611366187471</id><published>2010-01-25T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:52:02.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up or growing old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S18XEdTT_4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/zZXM-MgOF44/s1600-h/old-lady-wrinkles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S18XEdTT_4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/zZXM-MgOF44/s200/old-lady-wrinkles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431085040984653698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Starting with the accidental question of "Are you growing up or growing old?" yesterday, I actually have drafted this blog already. I used to see the advertisement of Great Eastern Mall which is written "Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional" which was really catchy. It is true indeed that we have no choice but growing old but growing up?? I think it supposed to happen naturally. As we grow, our physical and mental grew and grew. (Ops, physically growth might stop in certain age. Unless you've gotten fat or slim..and wrinkle and... ??? erk (^_^))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mentally growth suppose to be parallel to our maturity(I guess). As we get older, the years we've been through teach us tons of lessons, right? That is why people always said that experience is our best teacher. The question is that; "Is there anyone who never learn anything in those years?". Probably yes. Thus, these type of person might seems to be immature (but not childish). Pretty sad as all those time were wasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"No one else can speak the words on your lips." This sentence is taken from Unwritten lyrics by Natasha Beddingfield. I love this lyrics so much and I think it is absolutely right. We can see someone's personality and the way of thinking by looking at the way of he/she speaks and what is spoken. I always remind myself "think before you speak" but what happen when you didn't think first? You just put your brain in disposal, buddy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally, I am growing old and growing up. I keep remind myself I'm 25 (even my bday is in June) and act like 25 years old young lady. (hey, I'm still young~) I write what's in my brain, speak up my own words and do my own things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s: be the 1st version of yourself not the 2nd version of someone else. and please grow up not just grow old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;chibi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-743151611366187471?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/743151611366187471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=743151611366187471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/743151611366187471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/743151611366187471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/01/growing-up-or-growing-old.html' title='Growing up or growing old'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S18XEdTT_4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/zZXM-MgOF44/s72-c/old-lady-wrinkles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1350474618889711705</id><published>2010-01-17T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:52:48.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuh fuh~~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S1NDxzO0WcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PcN6O71Kb4Q/s1600-h/davinci17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S1NDxzO0WcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PcN6O71Kb4Q/s320/davinci17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427756498756590018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Two weeks of opening weekends in 2010 was very very very hectic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Fuhhhhhhhh~~~~~)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Last week (9 &amp;amp; 10 January), the teachers were hand-full with students especially the changing of time slot from 9.30am students to 11.30am students. I was hardly catch my breath as well  (-.-) and the class was so noisy; we hardly heard the song from the radio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The same thing happen this week, (16 &amp;amp; 17 Jan) but thanks to trial teacher Amin for coming for a helping hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday (17 Jan) was about the same and I have to entertain this chubby boy (picture on right)named &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hao Shern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; to color his 'chicken ice cream'. He called so as we made it look like chicken with cone at the bottom. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hahaha.. actually it does look funny, I should snap before he bring back home.. hurm..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Talking about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hao Shern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, if there's award for the most talkative boy. He's one the best candidate... (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh my~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;) He asked me every single things and at one point I don't know what to answer. Hah~ I wonder kids nowadays are very clever ooo... Even he's so cute (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;look at his cheek... rasa nak cubittt jer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; but he quite succeed in making me more headache in that busy and hassle moment. Anyway, I always feel like laughing, coz he's one funny little guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hao Shern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.. Teacher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; loves you... Even you hardly stop talking, but thinking of you making me smile. (^__^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay? Gotta go~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;CHIBI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1350474618889711705?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1350474618889711705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1350474618889711705&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1350474618889711705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1350474618889711705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuh-fuh.html' title='Fuh fuh~~!!'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S1NDxzO0WcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PcN6O71Kb4Q/s72-c/davinci17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-3536500102955360107</id><published>2010-01-11T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:54:41.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S0tSp0cbb5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/9dRdNeZoYnA/s1600-h/young+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S0tSp0cbb5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/9dRdNeZoYnA/s320/young+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425521054503890834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dear young girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;how I wish I am as young as you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a lot to discover and learn,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is cruel but be nice to everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;keep your heart in pure,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ready for new adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dear young girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;today you might not know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what your heart is looking for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't giving up looking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because one day you will find&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you really meant for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dear young girl,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship isn't just holding hands&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go for a date and movie together&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will know eventually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commitment is hard to preserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;loyalty is tough to retain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hurt you get might be forever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dear young girl,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are you today might not be tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maturity comes in between&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you'll be the better you the next day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just let it happen naturally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dear young girl,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mistakes makes you learn a lot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but too many mistakes might hunt you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be alert and think wisely before act&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because some mistake must be avoided&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you won't cry in the future&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;by CHIBI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12.27pm (01/01/10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-3536500102955360107?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3536500102955360107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=3536500102955360107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3536500102955360107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3536500102955360107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-young-girl-how-i-wish-i-am-as.html' title=''/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S0tSp0cbb5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/9dRdNeZoYnA/s72-c/young+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2578145872590053042</id><published>2010-01-05T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:58:12.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day? (-______-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I woke up early today as I need to pack up and ready to go back to KL. Well, I don't know why there's feeling of hesitation in my heart crying like... "I don't wanna go back... Can I say with my mom much longer?". But I can't, I have to start working tomorrow. I didn't have any breakfast, all I had was a bottle of twister and a packet of bahulu bought by mom at the bus terminal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Reached KL earlier than expected, I rushed to the bank to withdraw some money but I can't. Unluckily I had to go to Cyberjaya to settle it down. I went there with the huge bag from kampung. I was so tired, depressed and little hungry. Guess what, it still not settle still. I totally blame myself as I did something which is wrong and I didn't knew it was wrong. Damn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I went back home and it was raining. I was a little wet and my head got dizzy. Still am now and still eating the bahulu only. Totally lost my appetite today. Sad mood and.... crying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2578145872590053042?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2578145872590053042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2578145872590053042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2578145872590053042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2578145872590053042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-day.html' title='bad day? (-______-)'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-6285329240107781058</id><published>2010-01-03T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:57:42.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S0BnqtyqhXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Zj5izgA-iuw/s1600-h/new+year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S0BnqtyqhXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Zj5izgA-iuw/s320/new+year.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422447934898341234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hye 2010,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sitting in front of tv with cinemax channel; while my lil sister playing game, sounds such a relieving moment after packs of work the days before. I spent my holidays at home with my parents andwatching tv and play games in facebook sometimes. Pretty happy... sometimes I don't even notice it's already 2010. The year of 2009 still lingering in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yups, I admit that I'm starting pretty late for this year. Even I type this blog on 3rd Jan. I think my head is still messy, the renovation is in process. I'm still sorting out what's in and out this year. What must I achieve, what must I have, the goals... to do lists... (gosh, almost forgot I have to make interview calls.. agaga). Anyway, I better filed them up before the first day of work started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's 2010 meaning I'm going to be 25 this year. What a number, phew~ I remember when I was about to turn 20, I cried. I hate the number '2' in front because I want to be young and only young. Never get old. Being 25, hurm think I get used to it already... Being older, isn't that bad at all. All the years to reach this stage is worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The beginning of 2010, I feel... power... and freedom. I have family and friends surrounds me but still in my heart...lonely? I realize I have stronger heart now. Not because of this cholesterol thingy but I'm talking about emotion. I guess I have better control of it. It feels great when you can do that, really. But I guess the perfect word to describe it is 'maturity'. (^_^) It's something like experiment yourself of human development which I used to learn few years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okke, this is it. It's the new beginning. Have fun everyone~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;chibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8.20pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;03/01/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-6285329240107781058?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6285329240107781058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=6285329240107781058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6285329240107781058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6285329240107781058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-2010.html' title='It&apos;s 2010'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/S0BnqtyqhXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Zj5izgA-iuw/s72-c/new+year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-7547692649292775141</id><published>2009-12-13T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:58:52.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear Santa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was rubbing off the white board to write down Sunday's timetable when Saturday classes was almost ended. My little student, Disha came to me for a helping hand. Suddenly she asked me something which I don't really catch the meaning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Disha:  Teacher, what do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me:     Hm... what do you mean what I want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Disha:  For 24th December. Don't you want anything, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me:     Err? Shall I ask for something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Disha:  Yes, you can ask anything you want. Santa will grant it, he has a huge bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;of present and can go through wall... really....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me:     (I can't stop smiling thinking how innocent this little girl, but my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;says.... I wish for something too..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Disha:  So, what do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me:     Hmm... I think I'm gonna write to Santa. (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SyWQX-Psu9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/5DV07ITellI/s1600-h/cat+santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SyWQX-Psu9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/5DV07ITellI/s200/cat+santa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414892868503124946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa, please click the image below to read. Thanks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SyWdlfBFMiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/d1I1gFioFbA/s1600-h/dear+santa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 563px; height: 736px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SyWdlfBFMiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/d1I1gFioFbA/s400/dear+santa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414907394289644066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy happy happy always... (^.^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;With lots of LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-7547692649292775141?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/7547692649292775141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=7547692649292775141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7547692649292775141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/7547692649292775141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-santa.html' title='dear Santa...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SyWQX-Psu9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/5DV07ITellI/s72-c/cat+santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2521452618666086230</id><published>2009-09-30T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:11:53.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's been a while I didn't write in this blog. I remember the last time I open and write something was in March, and it's already 1st of October. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;People says that Life's like a wheel. It's true, I can feels the ups and downs happened in my life. Happy, sad, frustrated, excited and improving in skills. It happened to everyone but we always think what we had gone through is the worst ever. (I do feel so sometimes, why me? why me?) Does it happen to you too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Frankly, I am satisfied with what I am doing now. I may not in executive position or working with high wages but I love do what I am doing. Art is my love. I can live without a partner, I don't feel sad if I'm broke up or even feel bad I'm not in a relationship; but I totally can't live without paint and brush. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway, I am a human. I feel the force when someone intend to hurt me or even being obssesed for nothing. I can't lie. If I don't someone, means will never like. Forcing me makes me totally under pressure and I end up hating everyone and sending hate message too. (Sorry for those affected)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's already 4.08 in the morning. I'm not sure what I am blabbing about. I have so much things in my mind. I wonder if I can fix the tangle in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2521452618666086230?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2521452618666086230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2521452618666086230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2521452618666086230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2521452618666086230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2878184984047783365</id><published>2009-05-17T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:44:16.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/ShDIPRFRRWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XoD9H2epT20/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336985723043136866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/ShDIPRFRRWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XoD9H2epT20/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/ShDGQQR2QrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jH-lATdzI_k/s1600-h/tired.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336983540984070834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/ShDGQQR2QrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jH-lATdzI_k/s320/tired.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; 16 May was Teacher's day, even though none of my beloved student wished me 'Happy Teacher's Day'. It was fine to me. It's normal that people just indicate the teacher's day is the special day only for teachers who teaching in school, not a teacher who is just teaching in a private art class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The day was pretty busy between 11am to 2pm as a few parents coming for enquires and I had to explain, shows and too bad I left my students doing on their own. I closed up the centre is about 5.30pm and I was totally exhausted. Phew~! (But I like it tho~~!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The night wasn't a pleasant night for me as I encounter this emotion of depression (due to personal cause) which I didn't know how to handle. I think I scream pretty loud (it was 2.45am) and I wasn't sure if the security guard did hear me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The busy-ness on 17th May is no different with the day before. I have to handle 5 students at 11.30am class. I was thinking it was my mistake that the sibling who asked me if they could come yesterday suddenly turned up at 11.30am. I was pretty shocked as we were full house but I accept them anyway. I am such a soft-hearted I couldn't bear to ask them leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;After the hectic day, I still manage to have a window shopping in Ampang Park. The main point I was going there is just to buy the 'waste paper basket'. I got the pink one, and really happy about it. Then, I headed back home with tiring leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&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/6843214119828698436-2878184984047783365?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2878184984047783365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2878184984047783365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2878184984047783365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2878184984047783365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend~!!'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/ShDIPRFRRWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XoD9H2epT20/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-8558273151220631583</id><published>2008-12-30T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T03:46:52.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;30th December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I woke up this morning, there was a name crossed in my mind. I spell it out silently. My head still thinking, "Why on earth this name ever crossed my mind... again... after a long time... " I couldn't get the answer until in the evening I opened my email and found out the owner of the name replying my message after about 3 years. How could I explain it more? People like me isn't good in words. All I wish is to paint that beauty feeling... even it mixed up with the feeling of sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-8558273151220631583?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/8558273151220631583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=8558273151220631583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8558273151220631583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/8558273151220631583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-2008.html' title='End of 2008'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1745902956932003313</id><published>2008-11-18T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:11:16.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Sometimes people says, "It's your day" or maybe "It's my day". What would've been worst if it's not any of your days? Today is my 'unlucky' day. No one would ever wish for that. I suppose. Suffering with the sickness I had since more than a week ago, I could not find myself in comfortable condition. Not for a single minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I had silly massages from the man I hate most, but still i managed to answer his call. Instead of saying nice things to me; I was accused for being a bad girl, which rose my anger immediately. I could not help myself from screaming my heart out to that silly. I bet the whole building might heard me and must be thinking that I'm totally mad. I actually was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I tried to find something that might comfort me from my anger and restless heart. I took out my drawing block and painted my broken heart drawing. It was perfectly done just about an hour. I think it matches with the shape of my heart at the moment. Anyway, paint and brushes always makes me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I went for class afterward and had my first meal of the day at 5pm with my classmate. The silly guy kept calling me without giving up. He massages me with harsh words makes me hate even more. I did not go anywhere today, room, class, sirah restaurant and my friend's place. That was my hiding place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I finished watching 2 movies in my hiding place. 'The Duchess' and 'The Nanny Diaries'. Well, it made me feel a lot better. Until my stomach singing sad songs. I am damn hungry now. I went back my room all I got is few slices of bread which might expired tomorrow. I'm HUNGRY~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1745902956932003313?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1745902956932003313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1745902956932003313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1745902956932003313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1745902956932003313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes-people-says-its-your-day-or.html' title=''/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-6870587497371001986</id><published>2008-11-14T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:31:58.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SR1DEZBnNOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdLtfDlM14o/s1600-h/366227407_dbb64b8135.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268440881809536226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SR1DEZBnNOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdLtfDlM14o/s200/366227407_dbb64b8135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I am sitting on a chair with numbered table, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;holding a pen trying to figure out what to jot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;All these circuitary things doesn't concern me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My mind elsewhere... so does my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's not here, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To force me on something I didn't like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;is torturing somehow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Making me hate even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why? Why I must do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why i must satisfies others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;while my heart filled with burden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I wish I could choose my own path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My very own lane..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My tears freeze and my throat choked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;How I wonder... I wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can choose on my own&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/6843214119828698436-6870587497371001986?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/6870587497371001986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=6870587497371001986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6870587497371001986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/6870587497371001986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-sitting-on-chair-with-numbered.html' title=''/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SR1DEZBnNOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdLtfDlM14o/s72-c/366227407_dbb64b8135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-4980370762202482870</id><published>2008-09-11T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T07:49:44.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tira-miss-u</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm off from writing something serious or an article today. Even though I have no intention of making this blog as a 'journal blog' but it was something I won't forget for the rest of my life and I wish the feeling would remain forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Actually it was just a simple thing but it could makes me smile the whole week and probably being happy for centuries just to remember it. I received an MMS from my bestfriend when I was struggling in lab, this is what she sent:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;sub: Tira-Miss-u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244772167789441778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SMksf6Tx8vI/AAAAAAAAADo/j5RQrQZOGJ4/s200/hikki0471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(attached together with recording of "sakasama no chou" song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Neesha, you are as sweet as the yummy cake. I love you for sending me such MMS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(I miss-u too) and seriously the cake is really mouth-watering. (aahh.. puasa, puasa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;p/s: Nisha must buy me this cake when we meet up. (If not I'll force her) Muahaha~~~&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/6843214119828698436-4980370762202482870?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4980370762202482870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=4980370762202482870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4980370762202482870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4980370762202482870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/tira-miss-u.html' title='Tira-miss-u'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SMksf6Tx8vI/AAAAAAAAADo/j5RQrQZOGJ4/s72-c/hikki0471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2346164907090078899</id><published>2008-09-02T15:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:20:27.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In search of KOUFUKU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SL_6Q53XVFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hhqV1oPRsjc/s1600-h/koufuku1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242183659600434258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SL_6Q53XVFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hhqV1oPRsjc/s200/koufuku1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Konfuku is a Japanese word which means, Happiness. I believe each of us wishing for Happiness to shield our daily life, not to let tears fall before us and pain devoured our spirit. Some people considered happiness in questions like what, when, how or maybe who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What make you feel happiness? Good grade? Employed by huge company? Or getting married? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When the happiness could happen? When you walk side by side with the loved one? When someone tells that he/she loves you? Or when you’re going out with best friends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;How can you build happiness? By cherish every moment with people around you? By taking care of other people? Or maybe by sharing stories with friends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Who will make you happy? Your lover, your friends or yourself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242185224365745250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SL_7r_EfJGI/AAAAAAAAADg/fYl5wPQlOpU/s200/3527627635.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this movie entitle ‘Married Life’. It’s not neither horror nor comedy movie. The movie has such a simple theme with deep meaning of truth about commitment life. “We couldn’t build happiness on the unhappiness of someone else. Some people could, but not people with the burden of consciousness.” (Rachel McAdam). Personally, I think it is true. You can’t really built happiness with someone else’s tears. The happiness won’t last forever. I don’t really want to elaborate this matter, it’ll relate to my personal history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway, I think just for now I had found what I’ve been searching for. The happiness I always wanted. I don’t bother about others as for me, the real and eternal ‘konfuku’ is not considering of any question mark. It doesn’t consider what, when, how and who. So, I’d love to share with you (who are reading my blog). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The real happiness one should search is in our very own heart. Dig it deeper; we’ll be able to feel the real calmness and happiness. When one could find it, the happiness will follow everywhere we go. The feeling of joy is unstoppable; it’s like a humming bird singing beautifully by the window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have this believe that I could build my happiness on my own, and I had. The key is our belief to God and to have faith in God. (Should I elaborate more? I've type a lot already). This is just my thought; it might be unacceptable to some people. (^.^) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dearest,&lt;br /&gt;chibi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2346164907090078899?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2346164907090078899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2346164907090078899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2346164907090078899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2346164907090078899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-search-of-koufuku.html' title='In search of KOUFUKU'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SL_6Q53XVFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hhqV1oPRsjc/s72-c/koufuku1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-4143991993357919565</id><published>2008-08-17T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T06:21:23.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The water that spilled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Last Friday was not a very good day for me. I was taking bus from MMU to Putrajaya Central when I accidently sat on a seat with spilled water. Initially, I thought the water leaking from the rooftop, but it wasn't rain that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that reason, I have to seat between the two seat (which is a bit hard because no cushion). Somebody was about to seat next to me and I said, "Er, this seat got water, came out from nowhere.." It might sound a bit strange like the seat is 'peeing' or something. I can feel my jeans turned wet a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got in E1 but which headed to KL Central, the same phenomenon happened. I checked my bag and realize that the water actually came from my own bag, and it was 100 plus which had spilled. All my notes, mp3, wallet and handphone was a little soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad that my handphone's battery power extremely decreased. I knew my hp must be broken at least a bit. Thank God today it's back to normal. Well, what had happened made me think in deep thought. Sometimes, bad thing happened happened because our own fault, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-chibi-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-4143991993357919565?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/4143991993357919565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=4143991993357919565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4143991993357919565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/4143991993357919565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/08/water-that-spilled.html' title='The water that spilled.'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-5325818974249507876</id><published>2008-08-10T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T15:28:36.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Just Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SJ9qRUG6BCI/AAAAAAAAADI/0mc9S5WuwQQ/s1600-h/DSC00674.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233018137715803170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SJ9qRUG6BCI/AAAAAAAAADI/0mc9S5WuwQQ/s200/DSC00674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There are times in my life I'm not sure what to think about, and what to worry about. Life's just great, good and bad things come with a reason. It's 6.04am now and I'm trying to revise my tutorial. Too bad it's not my notes tha is wondering in my mind, it's elsewhere. (top picture is my nephew. Look like shin chan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Last Tuesday was a bad day for me (but that's okay) as I didnt get the loan I applyed for. So, I had to pay my fees all by myself. I know, not me but my dad. It's okay though since my dad who's the one who wanted me to further to further study. But I was getting better when I came to spa and celebrating Anis's birthday. Both of us was 'jalan-jalan' in Shangri-la. It's such an exquisite hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233018077653960626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SJ9qN0XDB7I/AAAAAAAAACw/cS89AQtkyIo/s200/DSC00666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh yea, I ate a lot of durian since I was craving for it since I was in KL. It was under my expectation that durians are very cheap there. My dad bought for me 2 sacks of the fruit and it only costs RM20. The taste is really good. I always love durian even some people thinks the smell is stinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233018084340219890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SJ9qONRLP_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/EL75qXIS2c4/s200/DSC00671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233018138845947042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SJ9qRYUWpKI/AAAAAAAAADA/GsiBMJ0M_Ck/s200/DSC00673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I did help my mom to water her vegetable plant and was wondering how healthy they are. Some are quick growing as the size was even bigger than what had been sold in kedai runcit nearby (hehe). I love going back home, even I really have a short period spend with them each time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Daa, later...&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/6843214119828698436-5325818974249507876?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/5325818974249507876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=5325818974249507876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5325818974249507876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/5325818974249507876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-just-is.html' title='Life Just Is...'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SJ9qRUG6BCI/AAAAAAAAADI/0mc9S5WuwQQ/s72-c/DSC00674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-3275585000056798732</id><published>2008-07-24T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:15:32.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Season Passes By~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIiy6Q52bAI/AAAAAAAAACo/1V1RTsQ1-ZU/s1600-h/ist2_4470324-snowy-path.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226624081603226626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIiy6Q52bAI/AAAAAAAAACo/1V1RTsQ1-ZU/s200/ist2_4470324-snowy-path.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ccccff;"&gt;As Season Passes By&lt;br /&gt;By&lt;br /&gt;Chibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As season passes by,&lt;br /&gt;I met you and my world was no longer empty,&lt;br /&gt;Filled with joy and happiness,&lt;br /&gt;Where no words could describe how I felt inside…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As season passes by,&lt;br /&gt;You no longer remain the same,&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could make you stay,&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t seem to need me any more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days,&lt;br /&gt;You use compare me to,&lt;br /&gt;The first snow fall in winter,&lt;br /&gt;Filled with joy and excitement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the first snow falls, in winter,&lt;br /&gt;You no longer feel the same way anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed with the coldness of winter,&lt;br /&gt;You leave me without a word…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m always gonna be a winter,&lt;br /&gt;I guess only those from the north can bare with me,&lt;br /&gt;Even if there’s none willing to,&lt;br /&gt;Ill always be winter, for that’s who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-3275585000056798732?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/3275585000056798732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=3275585000056798732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3275585000056798732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/3275585000056798732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-season-passes-by.html' title='As Season Passes By~'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIiy6Q52bAI/AAAAAAAAACo/1V1RTsQ1-ZU/s72-c/ist2_4470324-snowy-path.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-1200801585902377717</id><published>2008-07-23T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T02:17:36.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-esteem is all about feeling good~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;[written on 27th March 2008]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIb0tS_Q6lI/AAAAAAAAACY/HgMv78xTphI/s1600-h/se1.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226133476638517842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIb0tS_Q6lI/AAAAAAAAACY/HgMv78xTphI/s200/se1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my art class when I saw an article with the headline "Self-esteem is all about feeling good". It really catches my eyes with a very simply and nice illustration of two girls. The article was really good to me as the sentences were simple yet meaningful. Yes, I agree 100% that self-esteem is all about feeling good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;According to the author Xandria Ooi, she was un-fit before but she never felt attractive and insecure. She also mentioned that some people may born with high level of self-esteem but some need help to develop it. I also believe that other people have role in another’s self-esteem. It happened when we put other people down so that we can feel better about ourselves(extracted from the article). Anyway, it’s not a good thing if we are indirectly shredding other’s self-esteem. We definitely make them feel unpretty and unworthy. Plus, we are actually councealing our own low self-confidence and insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was once experienced low confidence and low self-esteem in my high school days. I was always admiring my friend’s fair skin and some are so brainy. That was how i grown up wondering why I wasn’t as pretty, as clever as they are. It took years for me to realize that the most greatest thing is to be myself. Someone with a porcelin like skin, curvaceous body and having million dollars doesn’t mean they have great self-esteem, right? Someone with dark skin and no money may have better self-esteem. But I would never deny that physical appearance have great impact in one’s self-esteem. Some would do anything to make themselves beautiful. Yap, I’m talking about plastic surgery. We cannot blame them as it is an effort to built their confidence. (They got money anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When I was chit-chating with my office mates, I can see the low-confidence syndrome happened to my mates. I have this friend who always worry about the dress she wear. She told me, that she always wonder what people will say if she dressed up too much for a date. She felt so shy to put on assesories as people might think she’s overdressed. So, she wore as simple as she can but still worry about it. She also kept worrying about her body shape which is so skinny that she couldn’t find any dress to make herself look attractive and not so childish. I do have skinny body and short height, but I never feel bad about it. Instead, I think it is an advantage maybe not for now, but for 10 years later? I’ll look younger than my age(am I?). So, I told her that everything have been set up and have it’s own pro and cons. It’s good to think positively most of the times. It’s okay if people thinks that you are overdressed. You are what you are and who you are. Do believe in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;As a girl, putting on cosmetic stuffs may be a good effort for self-esteem development. I used to be a Product Advisor in The Body Shop for two months. TBS has five meaningful values; against animal testing, support community trade, defend human rights, protect our planet and activate self-esteem. You can see one of TBS’s value is Self-esteem itself. How? They never use any top model or top star to sell their products. The models are TBS staffs all over the world. Interesting huh? That makes me feel happy and energetic to go for work. It did help myself to built my own self-confidence. Since then, I never leave home without any makeup. I really feel more confident; plus, make-up is my interest as I think it’s an art. Some girls who came to the shop never had makeup but they wanted to; it is pretty interesting to me as I’ll brief them about cosmetic and how to put it in correct way. Some came telling that they are afraid to wear it. I’ll tell them, that’s not good at all. The most interesting and exciting being a girl is when you can put on make up and dress. So, girl.. never waste your girlish specialities. Self-esteem is the key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I love to let my thought out of my brain(I’m a thinker). The point is, always feel good about yourself. Unless you are intent to do bad things, just proceed with great life ahead. There’s no such thing as BAD, because when BAD thing comes there’s alway GOOD things waiting in queue. Always be the first version of yourself instead of second version of someone else. Tell people around you that they are beautiful(do not erode another’s self-esteem). Believe that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. (^.^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-1200801585902377717?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/1200801585902377717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=1200801585902377717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1200801585902377717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/1200801585902377717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/07/self-esteem-is-all-about-feeling-good.html' title='Self-esteem is all about feeling good~!!'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIb0tS_Q6lI/AAAAAAAAACY/HgMv78xTphI/s72-c/se1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-2413655584554469125</id><published>2008-07-22T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:02:18.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>written on 1st July 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIYa6r_r4II/AAAAAAAAACQ/EPW3Qh9-ELM/s1600-h/1_367806242l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225894013154615426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIYa6r_r4II/AAAAAAAAACQ/EPW3Qh9-ELM/s200/1_367806242l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I always thinking of writing a blog after my 23rd birthday but it seem a little bit of hardness in scratching for words to come out with beautiful and dramatic sentences. Seriously I'll never be a good essay writer or even working in journalist field. (I've mention this thousand times.. ahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My best buddy was the first to wish me birthday, it was expected. I knew she'll wish me when the clock strikes 12. I woke up on my 23rd birthday with an SMS from my mother wishing for my birthday. At that moment, I knew it's going to be a great day for me. Thanks for the cheese cake from The Bodybar girls and my Syera for making my day. (^.^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Being 23 years old young lady sounds pretty old for me. But life's goes on, I am thankful and gratitude for what has made who I am now. I want to be me, just me. No matter its good or bad, I'll be glad to be me because life's short. I knew that I don't have enough time to be someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Love, is the most powerful thing in the world. I always believe in pure and true love. It's the biggest lesson I ever learned my whole life. If it isn't pure, Allah s.w.t won't fulfill what we wished for as its lust that's lead. Moreover, love is unbounded. We should love everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I could remember how heartbroken I was when I dumped by my ex-boyfriend. I was so sad that I felt like my world is falling apart. I was totally blind as I couldn't see the real love around me. How much they love me and giving me full support when I was down. I opened my eyes, woke up and stood on my feet, trying to get myself back and here I am. That's what I do now. I'll never beg for love. Because love that is meant to be for me will just come to me without any lies, pretending and not plastic.(This is purely my word) Well, I've experience of plastic love before. Many times. The greatest love ever? To Allah s.w.t of course. If we love HIM one time, he'll reply for thousands time. Subhanallah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I have so much love to give, and I'd love to share with everybody even though I always fail to express it for real. I just wanna let my family and friends that I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;cheers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;From CHIBI with lots lots LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-2413655584554469125?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/2413655584554469125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=2413655584554469125&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2413655584554469125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/2413655584554469125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/07/written-on-1st-july-08.html' title='written on 1st July 08'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIYa6r_r4II/AAAAAAAAACQ/EPW3Qh9-ELM/s72-c/1_367806242l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843214119828698436.post-713542033546201294</id><published>2008-07-22T01:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:01:36.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>all about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIXUAmP9gvI/AAAAAAAAACA/yvpkYfrAVDs/s1600-h/c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225816049365910258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIXUAmP9gvI/AAAAAAAAACA/yvpkYfrAVDs/s200/c2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Blogging, journal or even article are never been an easy thing especially for people like me. I prefer to pronounce the words or even paint for what’s in my brain rather than put them into sentences or text. Anyway, article is a good practice of educating to be more positive in opinion and thinking. Somehow, by sharing experience, thought and opinion would make us more knowledgeable as we’ll do some research on what we’ll trying to jot, so that the article will makes sense and readable by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Me’ is the word we are pointing to ourselves. Today is 22nd July 2008 and I am 23 years and 22 days old. That is mean I’m on my journey to adultery, taking step by step carefully so I won’t slip. I am still a student in Multimedia University located in Cyberjaya. Frankly speaking, I am not an A class student but I am trying my best for my parents and my self’s sake to get a good grade. Electronics is my major but doesn’t mean it is something that I love to do. I fall in love in Art and wish to paint until my last breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have such a big family, mom, dad, brothers and sisters. I am the third kids after my late-sister and my 24 years old brother. My dad is a headmaster while my mom’s a housewife who always keeping busy by doing this and that. My sister passed away in February 2008 on Chinese New Year leaving her 2 babies with my mom and her husband. My brother works as a technician and my sister is a teacher-to-be which is studying in an institute in Cheras. My other little brothers and sister are still in school. We are moderate family, not rich at all but we are rich in love and compassion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I do teach kids in Art class. I love kids so much; they make me happy and release my stress after 5 days of notes and circuitry things. I live my live the fullest that I have no regret on what had happened. Well, I think that is all about me. Enjoy reading my blog. Cheers~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843214119828698436-713542033546201294?l=chibi-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/713542033546201294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6843214119828698436&amp;postID=713542033546201294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/713542033546201294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843214119828698436/posts/default/713542033546201294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chibi-journey.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-about-me.html' title='all about me'/><author><name>chibi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15999891844913661650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIWSsFMUI5I/AAAAAAAAABg/yYX7yZiWKEU/S220/c1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MQkCZTu4jMA/SIXUAmP9gvI/AAAAAAAAACA/yvpkYfrAVDs/s72-c/c2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
