<?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-4276683721011022422</id><updated>2011-09-28T13:01:15.040-07:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='prejudices'/><category term='yummy'/><category term='Eating'/><category term='extremist'/><category term='sea'/><category term='2011'/><category term='Pray for japan'/><category term='Volunteer'/><category term='Java Jazz Festival'/><category term='chart'/><category term='earthquake'/><category term='aled'/><category term='disaster'/><category term='water'/><category term='Jazz'/><category term='Indonesia'/><category term='Thalassophobia'/><category term='food'/><category term='lewis'/><category term='delicious'/><category term='phobia'/><category term='japan'/><category term='illustrations'/><category term='Muslims'/><category term='tsunami'/><title type='text'>NINE LIVES</title><subtitle type='html'>CURIOSITY KILLS THE CAT</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-5105033154144958707</id><published>2011-04-23T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T00:42:24.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rb2AzW9CEt4/TbPRp461MrI/AAAAAAAABZs/iarX-F-vNkI/s1600/vdsva.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587894590478142946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: helvetica, arial, clean, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Toy Stories by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aledlewis.com/" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Aled Lewis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;, some of his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;2011 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Make Something Cool Every Day project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-5650165877151386732?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5650165877151386732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5650165877151386732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/toy-stories-by-aled-lewis-some-of-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ6hMB_FUf8/TYwwh4urFtI/AAAAAAAABWk/2Vh9jLGUDGk/s72-c/Lone%2528ly%2529%2BWolf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-3189520601389440128</id><published>2011-03-24T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:06:58.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QMPPXZoX7k/TYwiHT6S0tI/AAAAAAAABV8/xrquaKxOi5Y/s1600/tumblr_liflossQw51qfakwk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587875761712757042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://micahlidberg.com/" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;Micah Lidberg&lt;/a&gt; is an eastern United States based Illustrator who’s work is inspired and shaken up by nature. In regards to nature Micah says: “&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;It’s certainly a very deep and very wide thing. With nature, there’s plenty of room to explore and plenty to share. It’s an entertaining venture.&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-3189520601389440128?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3189520601389440128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3189520601389440128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/micah-lidberg-is-eastern-united-states.html' title=''/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QMPPXZoX7k/TYwiHT6S0tI/AAAAAAAABV8/xrquaKxOi5Y/s72-c/tumblr_liflossQw51qfakwk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-5876016456678837022</id><published>2011-03-14T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:24:39.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prejudices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extremist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslims'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chart'/><title type='text'>Prejudices won't leave you any peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilovecharts.tumblr.com/post/3860147720"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jjcat5W1pxk/TX7ww43kalI/AAAAAAAABTs/su4sbmYEwao/s400/htrbtrh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584165310675839570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Please understand that saying all Muslims are terrorists is like saying that all Americans are like those people on Jersey Shore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really sure whether the chart represents the real exact number of both us, Muslim population (yes, I'm a Muslim), and those radical Muslim movement people (Al Qaeda &amp;amp; Taliban &amp;amp; maybe some other else). Apart from the number &amp;amp; having read the saying, you see the point, right? People really need to realize this. I'm bringing this up because I actually hate it that people still generalize all Muslims for terrorists. I hate prejudices. Open your mind, people! Not even all Muslims live in Middle East (for instance, me). And not even all Muslims are fanatic to their religion (for instance, me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This goes for other religions as well. A bit of extremists among us but really, it's just some drops of water in the ocean. Prejudices won't leave you any peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-5876016456678837022?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5876016456678837022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5876016456678837022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/please-understand-that-saying-all.html' title='Prejudices won&apos;t leave you any peace'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jjcat5W1pxk/TX7ww43kalI/AAAAAAAABTs/su4sbmYEwao/s72-c/htrbtrh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-7016640276989447087</id><published>2011-03-12T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:19:38.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volunteer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Java Jazz Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesia'/><title type='text'>Java Jazz Festival 2011 ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Have I told you, dear readers, my happiest week, so far on this 2011?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Well, it was when I volunteered for the annual Java Jazz Festival that held on the 4th, 5th &amp;amp; 6th of March. Yes, it was a week ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;It was one day on a boring day of December, a friend asked me to accompany her doing an interview for this JJF volunteering thingy. I was on holiday, got nothing else to do the next day, so yeah, I took the rest of the day making my own CV (I find it really hard to remember all the achievements &amp;amp; records I've ever did, mainly because I have too few, lol) for the next day's interview.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify; "&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND, AFTER A LONG AWAITING FOR TWO &amp;amp; A HALF MONTHS, A PHONE CALL FROM THIS AWESOME GUY MAS RAYMOND OF JJF SAID I GOT ACCEPTED!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Long story short, I was assigned to be the airport front desk, where my job desc was to fetch all the international artists &amp;amp; guests, take care of their passport to get them through the immigration, accompany them waiting for their luggages, and get them to the bus safely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5KsjGB--fM/TX4qVEe_mcI/AAAAAAAABQs/mqxuNB1DzO0/s400/Picturfewfwfe1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583947129455352258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 62px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;BEST DAMN JOB EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Like seriously, BEST. DAMN. JOB. EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Although at first it was so hard &amp;amp; awful. Day 1 I got really devastated I almost cried but I told myself to hang on &amp;amp; survive that day &amp;amp; the next two days no matter what (yes of course lah ya I have to since I have no other option whatsoever). The job was seriously hard. It's just.. hard, and unpredictable problems occurred often at first. We, my team &amp;amp; I, practically have to spend all day at the airport (THIS is not a problem). I'm not exaggerating, but dang, it was so damn hard at first. And after 2 full days of experience, I finally feel easy about it. And since we, our team and I, have worked before the festival started, we were able to catch 3 full-day of the Java Jazz Festival itself, work-free! See, best job ever :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;There was one time where I had to fetch this band &amp;amp; a guest; they supposed to be arrived at 13.25 &amp;amp; 13.35 on sub-terminal D. So, what I had to do was basically fetch the band, take them through immigration &amp;amp; hand them over to the luggage team while I run back to the terminal gate to fetch the guest. I did successfully hand the band over to the luggage team but when I got back to the gate &amp;amp; asked whether this guest's plane had arrived, the information lady told me my plane boarded on sub-terminal E! PANIC? HELL I WAS! So I run to E (not exactly running, never look suspicious upon the airport's camera), and thank God the plane was delayed for twenty minutes or so :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;What so cool about this job I volunteered for is, these people you pick up, their first impression was on us. Although I shouldn't be talking too much with them, I can't help it to get all smiley and friendly. And fortunately they all were too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R2jDn9NW_8w/TX5j5zv3yBI/AAAAAAAABTU/EOl3_az26M0/s200/IMG02199-20110304-0814-pola.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584010432780683282" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8elmQc-DQs/TX5i9V2VzhI/AAAAAAAABS0/hOZMa1sb8Fk/s200/256607680-pola.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584009393962602002" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T3khYHHuIrQ/TX5i84zYVaI/AAAAAAAABSk/Pl9A-Y32HOs/s200/5504980924_cc6a54aaa6-pola.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584009386165556642" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SEK9VJRjRPo/TX5j5LJF2XI/AAAAAAAABTE/cDwFu1GsU6Y/s200/IMG02197-20110303-0724-pola.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584012092253522226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-7016640276989447087?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/7016640276989447087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/7016640276989447087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/java-jazz-festival-2011.html' title='Java Jazz Festival 2011 ♥'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5KsjGB--fM/TX4qVEe_mcI/AAAAAAAABQs/mqxuNB1DzO0/s72-c/Picturfewfwfe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-6109882402767224153</id><published>2011-03-12T07:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:21:00.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thalassophobia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phobia'/><title type='text'>It's a phobia, a fear, of sea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just so you know, I'm suffering from Thalassophobia. It's a phobia, a fear, of sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thalassophobia&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_language" title="Greek language" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;Greek&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;thalassa&lt;/i&gt;, "sea" and φόβος, &lt;i&gt;phobos&lt;/i&gt;, "fear") is an intense, irrational and persistent fear of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sea" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;sea&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, I basically like beaches &amp;amp; sands, but deep water &amp;amp; ocean? UGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH. NO. NO. NO.NO. NO. NO. NO. I didn't know how this all started but yes, I really don't enjoy the thoughts of anything that required me being in the middle of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the big deep dark blue ocean, even on the surface. I'm able to get on a ship, I could go through on its long hours of voyage, and oddly yeah, I still able to enjoy the sea scenery from above, so I guess it's the content of the sea that scares the shit out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;And what exactly are the content of the sea? EVERYTHING. THE SEA HAS EVERYTHING IN IT.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yes, exactly, the sea has everything in it. So let me put my condition this way, I don't get scared when I'm on a ship/boat because I'm not making direct contact to the sea itself. But when I play on the beach and I got too far from the coast line, I experie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;nced &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;nausea, anxiety, and some extreme thoughts of dying. I mean, seriously, when you swim a little far from the coast line, and the water height had reached your neckline, MOTHER F! have you got any idea what water creatures might be interested clinging to your open flesh? Clinging... taking a bite or two... UGGH, MERDE! Oh my god, I almost died by the thoughts of it. Ugh. Ugggggh. Yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Shoot, I guess all those Jaws-y movies had successfully got me brainwashed. Yeah, I did watched the original, got traumatized, but I can't helped to be curious about other typical movie. Giant alligators, giant sea snakes, giant jellyfishes, giant sharks, giant octopuses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;giant piranhas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;giant unknown sea creatures. Yes, yuck. I only got to the trailer. Yes, double yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;So, no, I have never been diving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;surfing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;trying a banana boat, para-sailing, getting on a jet sky, scuba diving, snorkeling, sea-walking, water-skiing, canoeing, kayaking, nor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;trying some flying frigging fish. So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt; have never been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt; on every activities related to sea water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qNXOU1mhyTQ/TXudkd2qu6I/AAAAAAAABQc/KqCr9usb6Y4/s1600/Picturefrsv3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qNXOU1mhyTQ/TXudkd2qu6I/AAAAAAAABQc/KqCr9usb6Y4/s400/Picturefrsv3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583229412870634402" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/-3rpPy5X0ba0/TXudkWzOveI/AAAAAAAABQU/YGXX1dwH3B0/s1600/Picturebt4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3rpPy5X0ba0/TXudkWzOveI/AAAAAAAABQU/YGXX1dwH3B0/s400/Picturebt4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583229410977168866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gos-_Aml7YA/TXudkNJ_kDI/AAAAAAAABQM/Bj_romcpnMc/s400/Pictureyuj5.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 479px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583229408388288562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I just died posting those pictures. Lol, not really. Oddly enough, I did shivered, but I'm actually okay with pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt; &lt;/span&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/4276683721011022422-6109882402767224153?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/6109882402767224153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/6109882402767224153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-phobia-fear-of-sea.html' title='It&apos;s a phobia, a fear, of sea.'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qNXOU1mhyTQ/TXudkd2qu6I/AAAAAAAABQc/KqCr9usb6Y4/s72-c/Picturefrsv3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-2564050034443517725</id><published>2011-03-12T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:21:35.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I ♥ EATING</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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dqhMea0fwqk/TXt-ul96BjI/AAAAAAAABOM/kdevK8iolnk/s1600/fewvgx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xi2l8rPnn1g/TXpknO_ErlI/AAAAAAAABLg/B6sEOBJLcFI/s320/GRDBF.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582885313279471186" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SIjAB1ortA/TXpkm12so0I/AAAAAAAABLY/IzdZv1Uq0e0/s320/quake20f.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582885306533454658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;TOKYO — The biggest earthquake to hit Japan in 140 years struck Friday, triggering a tsunami that pounded the country’s east coast and prompted tsunami advisories along Canada’s West Coast. Just before 12 p.m. ET, reports indicated more than 300 people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;dead in Japa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;n and at least 500 people missing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;The Red Cross in Geneva said the wall of water was higher than some Pacific islands.Another unnerving report was that the Japanese governm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ent had ordered an evacuation of 2,000 residents near a nuclear power plant in Fukushima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;. However, the World Nuclear Association later said that situati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;n was under control. Tsunami alerts were also lifted for Australia, New Zealand, Guam, Taiwan, Indonesia and the Philippines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;There were several strong aftershocks in Tokyo, prompting wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;spre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ad panic. An oil refinery near the city was on fire, with dozens of storage tanks under threat. “People are flooding the streets. It’s incredible. Ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;eryone is trying to get home but I didn’t see any taxis in Ginza, where there are usually plenty,” said Koji Goto, a 43-year-ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;d Tokyo resident. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;here were no reports of any Canadians injured or killed. There are 1,512 Canadian citizens registered with the embassy in Tokyo. A statement from Foreign Affairs and International Trade Canada said officials there are “are actively working to determine the impact on any Canadians that may be affected, and stan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;d ready &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;to provide consular assistance to Canadian citize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ns in need. ”Tiffany Chong, a British Columbia native living in Kunitac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;hi, Japan, said she was in a pottery class when the ground began to sha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ke. “We all ran outside to get to an open space and crouched down,” she said in an email. “The ground was rolling as if we were on a boat in choppy water. I kept looking up at the telephone poles with all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;electrical wiring and hoping they weren’t going to fall on me.”Kunitachi is a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;bout 400 kilometres south of Sen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;dai, where the quake hit hardest. Ms. Chong said friends in downtown Tokyo told her that their office buildings swayed. Blaise and Maynard Plant, brothers from Ottawa, are part of the Japanese-based pop band, Monkey Majik. They were in Sendai whe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;n the earthquake and tsunami hit. Tweets from Blaise indicated all but one of t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;he four band m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;embers were accounted for. He had yet to h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ear from one of the Japanese members, Tax.“Tremors have subs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ided, very calm here,” Blaise said in one tweet that came several hours after the main earthquake hit.Prime Minister Stephen Harper said he had spoke to Japan’s ambassador to Canada, Kaoru Ishikawa, to offer condolences and assistance.He added that he was monitoring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt; the situation with regard to Canadians in Japan and the risk for a tsunami on Canad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;a’s West Coast. “We encourage all (West Coast) citizens to f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ollow the instructions of l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ocal authorities,” Harper said at an event in Guelph, On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;t. As the morning progressed, it was seemin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;g less likely Canada’s shores were going to see any major effect from the Japanese earthquake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;The U.S. National Oceanic and Atmospher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ic Administration had issued tsunami advisories for the West Coast, including B.C. The 8.9-magnitude quake — the most powerful since Japan started keeping records 140 years ag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;o — caused many injuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;es and sparked fires, while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;the tsunami prompted warnings to people to move to higher ground in coastal areas. “The earthquake has caused major damage in broad areas in northern Japan,” Prime Minister Naoto Kan told reporters. About 4.4 million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt; homes were without power in northern Japan, media said. a hotel collapsed in th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;e city of Sendai an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;d people were feared buried in the rubble. A ship carrying 100 people was swept away by the tsunami, Kyodo News Agency added. Electronics giant Sony Corp., one of the country’s biggest exporters, shut six factories, as air force jets raced toward the northeast coast to determine the extent of the damage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3AXWXwf9Vo/TXpjg9RnPoI/AAAAAAAABKo/Kgl-7I4lWWw/s320/quake422.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582884105934552706" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8sEWRg4eaM/TXpjh7gU6rI/AAAAAAAABK4/gP64Lsy1Dro/s320/quake1r0.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582884122639264434" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fi7lz-KGfhg/TXpjgm_kSyI/AAAAAAAABKg/894OUVwbCx0/s320/quake322.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582884099953281826" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QTXw3XX044U/TXpjhcMccbI/AAAAAAAABKw/3U8_t8IWKLk/s320/quaker39.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582884114234372530" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c9u1mKu0_qA/TXpjiIFc9XI/AAAAAAAABLA/L1cewsksjW0/s320/quake25.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582884126016206194" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;The Bank of Japan, which has been struggling to boost the country’s anemic econom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;y, said it would do its utmost to ensure financial market stability as the yen and Japanese shares fell. “I was terrified and I’m still frightened,” said Hidekatsu Hata, 36, manager of a Chi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;nese noodle restaurant in Tokyo. “I’ve never experienced such a big quake before.” “We Japanese get use to earthquakes, but this one was so scary,” said Chika, a Tokyo resident who did not want to give her last name, in an email to Postmedia News. Her husband, Antoine, was temporarily stuck in his Tokyo office, unable to find transportation home, but eventually made his way t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-beQq67pmpcQ/TXpkmha6ugI/AAAAAAAABLQ/qyzFDET8IuY/s320/quaketgf22.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582885301048228354" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4DYw84UAXR4/TXpkmB-rkcI/AAAAAAAABLI/U5-_AQK9sX4/s320/quake24J.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 220px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582885292608295362" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;The earthquake was the fifth most powerful to hit the world in the past century. TV footage showed a muddy wall of water carrying debris across a large swath of coastal farmland near the city of Sendai, which has a population of one million. Ships were lifted from the sea into a harbor where they were on their side. Sendai is 300 kilometres northeast of Tokyo and the epicentre at sea was not far away. TV footage showed boats, cars and trucks tossed around like toys in the water after a small tsunami hit the town of Kamaichi in northern Japan. An overpass, location unknown, appeared to have collapsed and cars were turning around and speeding away. Kyodo said there were reports of fires in Sendai where waves carried cars across the runway at the airport. “The building shook for what seemed a long time and many people in the newsroom grabbed their helmets and some got under their desks,” Reuters correspo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;ndent Linda Sieg said in Tokyo. “It was probably the worst I have felt since I came to Japan more than 20 years ago. ”The quake surpassed the Great Kanto quake of Sept. 1, 1923, which had a magnitude of 7.9 and killed more than 140,000 people in the Tokyo area. The 1995 Kobe quake caused $100 billion in damage and was the most expensive natural disaster in history. Economic damage from the 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami was estimated at about $10 billion. Earthquakes are common in Japan, one of the world’s most seismically active areas. The country accounts for about 20 per cent of the world’s earthquakes of magnitude 6 or greater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.333em; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQjwbM5rBDA/TXpdednbyvI/AAAAAAAABKY/uLQwUY8cVIc/s400/GRSDFTS.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582877466006637298" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;March 11, 2011 - &lt;/span&gt;A whirlpool near Oarai City, Ibaraki Prefecture, northeastern Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DqQRvxnCI_s/TXpddwRDk9I/AAAAAAAABKQ/abs6KqTlMj8/s400/5RGFD.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582877453833180114" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;A massive tsunami sweeps in to engulf a residential area after a powerful earthquake in Natori, Miyagi Prefecture in northeastern Japan, March 11, 2011. (REUTERS/KYODO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C7Rjhf_203k/TXpddRpoe2I/AAAAAAAABKA/QwWwaCDGXcI/s400/GRDBF.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 446px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582877445614762850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TyflmTwbfF0/TXpddsI0RbI/AAAAAAAABKI/Oq6-9ubBGUU/s400/G3ER.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 477px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582877452724880818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; deadly history with earthquakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The biggest earthquake to hit Japan since records began 140 years ago struck the northeast coast on Friday, triggering a 10-metre tsunami that swept away everything in its path. Here are a few facts about Japan and earthquakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The U.S. Geological Survey located the 8.9 magnitude quake at a depth of 15.1 miles and 81 miles east of Sendai, on the main island of Honshu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Japan, situated on the “Ring of Fire” arc of volcanoes and oceanic trenches which partly encircles the Pacific Basin, accounts for about 20% of the world’s earthquakes of magnitude 6 or greater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tokyo, with a population of 12 million, sits on the junction of four tectonic plates: the Eurasian, North American, Philippine and Pacific. The sudden bending or breaking of any plate can trigger an earthquake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A tremor occurs in Japan at least every five minutes, and each year there are up to 2,000 quakes that can be felt by people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Some major earthquakes in Japan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Great Kanto earthquake of Sept. 1, 1923, which had a magnitude of 7.9, killed nearly 143,000 people in the Tokyo area.There was extreme destruction in the Tokyo-Yokohama area from the earthquake and subsequent firestorms, which burned about 381,000 of the more than 694,000 houses that were partially or completely destroyed. Although often known as the Great Tokyo Earthquake (or the Great Tokyo Fire), the damage was apparently most severe at Yokohama.A tsunami was generated in Sagami Bay with wave heights as high as 12m on O-shima and 6m on the Izu and Boso Peninsulas. Seismologists have said another such quake could strike the city at any time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On March 2, 1933, on Japan’s northeast Pacific coast, a magnitude 8.1 quake in the area killed more than 3,000 people. The quake struck about 290 km (180 miles) off the coast of Honshu, most of the casualties and damage were caused by a large tsunami, instead of directly from the earthquake itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On June 28, 1948 an earthquake measuring 7.3 killed 3,769 people at Fukui 28 miles northeast of Kyoto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On Jan. 16, 1995, an earthquake with a magnitude of 7.3 hit central Japan, devastating the western port city of Kobe. It was the worst earthquake to hit Japan in 50 years, killing more than 6,430 and causing an estimated $100 billion in damage — the most expensive natural disaster in history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On Oct. 23, 2004, a 6.8 magnitude quake struck the Niigata region, about 250 km (150 miles) north of Tokyo, killing 65 people and injuring 3,000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On March 25, 2007, a 6.9 magnitude quake struck the Noto peninsula in Ishikawa prefecture, about 300 km west of Tokyo, killing one person, injuring more than 200 and destroying hundreds of homes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On July 16, 2007, a 6.8 magnitude quake struck Niigata prefecture, about 250 km (150 miles) northwest of Tokyo, killing 11 people and injuring 1,950. The tremor caused radiation leaks at the world’s largest nuclear plant, which officials said were within safety regulations and posed no threat to the environment. The leaks nonetheless reignited fears about nuclear safety in the quake-prone country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On Aug. 11, 2009 a 6.5-magnitude earthquake centered about 150 km (90 miles) southwest of Tokyo jolted the city and surrounding areas, disrupting transport and closing a nuclear plant for safety checks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On March 14, 2010 a strong earthquake with a preliminary magnitude of 6.6 jolted northern Japan shaking buildings in the capital Tokyo some 240 km (150 miles) away. The epicentre was about 40 km (25 miles) beneath the ocean off Honshu, Japan’s main island, the Japan Meteorological Agency (JMA) said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On Nov. 30, 2010 a deep earthquake with a magnitude of 6.9 hit islands off the east coast of Japan, the JMA said, causing buildings to shake in Tokyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.nationalpost.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;h1 class="title article-title" style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 32px; text-transform: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popsci.com/science/article/2011-03/biggest-full-moon-20-years-almost-certainly-wont-cause-huge-natural-disaster" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Biggest Full Moon in 19 Years Almost Certainly Won't Cause a Huge Natural Disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On March 19th, the moon will be closer--and thus bigger--than it's been in two decades. On March 19th, the moon will be closer to Earth than it's been since 1992. The full moon that night will appear about 14 percent larger and significantly brighter than usual, but despite the brightness, the supermoon has a dark side. Supermoons have been linked to massive natural disasters in the past, from earthquakes to floods--but that connection is typically touted by astrologists. Astronomers and scientists, with typical drollness, say a catastrophe is unlikely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QQcMSqiPxoE/TXpcRhY7eSI/AAAAAAAABJ4/AcpSK4CNZJU/s400/srvr.jpeg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582876144169613602" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;March 19th marks this year's lunar perigee, the point in the moon's orbit at which it is closest to Earth. It's the moon's elliptical orbit that's responsible for the differences in distance between the moon and Earth (the opposite, the point at which the moon is farthest from the Earth, is called the lunar apogee). This month's perigee will leave the moon, says Steve Owens at Dark Sky Diary, about 8 percent closer to Earth than usual, and about 2 percent closer to Earth than the average lunar perigee. In fact, it'll be the closest positioning since 1992.Past supermoons have coincided with natural disasters--the Indonesian earthquake in 2005, Australian flooding in 1954--but scientists note that those are unrelated, more likely than not. Says John Bellini, a geophysicist at the U.S. Geological Survey: "A lot of studies have been done on this kind of thing by USGS scientists and others. They haven't found anything significant at all. "The tides will pull a bit higher, but earthquakes are almost completely unaffected and volcanoes are not likely to show unusual behavior. John Vidale, a seismologist at the University of Washington in Seattle, said "Practically speaking, you'll never see any effect of lunar perigee. It's somewhere between 'It has no effect' and 'It's so small you don't see any effect.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Besides, it's still 2011. Everyone knows there won't be any world-ending catastrophes until next year, right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ARE YOU FRIGGIN FCKIN KIDDING ME? I hope they got it wrong about all those rumors about 2012.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I seriously hope so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZR-Fi0VaiNA/TXuJ9Vi0O2I/AAAAAAAABQE/pvsCmAxsg4E/s400/Untzitled.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 44px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583207849904061282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/4276683721011022422-5330091233292357274?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5330091233292357274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5330091233292357274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/pray-for-world.html' title='PRAY FOR JAPAN, PRAY FOR THE WORLD'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xi2l8rPnn1g/TXpknO_ErlI/AAAAAAAABLg/B6sEOBJLcFI/s72-c/GRDBF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-2860886201497921666</id><published>2011-03-11T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:10:19.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O  M  G</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rkWGKxkCgwc/TXo3jjoFDCI/AAAAAAAABJo/BvZFTaZWY70/s1600/fewvsddew.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rkWGKxkCgwc/TXo3jjoFDCI/AAAAAAAABJo/BvZFTaZWY70/s400/fewvsddew.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582835772077444130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY C&lt;/span&gt;UTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG CUTEST THING OF THE DAY OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A GIF, BUT BLOGSPOT Y U NO APPLY GIF ON THIS//FFUUU THIS IS SUPPOSED TO LOOK CUTER WHEN THE OWLS PLAY WINK WINK WITH YOU//FFUUFUU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-2860886201497921666?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/2860886201497921666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/2860886201497921666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/cutest-thing-of-day-omg-omg-cutest.html' title='O  M  G'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rkWGKxkCgwc/TXo3jjoFDCI/AAAAAAAABJo/BvZFTaZWY70/s72-c/fewvsddew.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-5674652335940565111</id><published>2011-03-11T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T04:04:17.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad &amp; Bold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REV3RGT488g/TXowX2UUELI/AAAAAAAABJQ/NkvMc_evqyQ/s1600/dsccweas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REV3RGT488g/TXowX2UUELI/AAAAAAAABJQ/NkvMc_evqyQ/s400/dsccweas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582827874354991282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YACwNZxq3m0/TXowXXYYAvI/AAAAAAAABJI/6AB1sQwc9wk/s400/fwds.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582827866050527986" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iy5pbJTxAbY/TXoz6lWZgoI/AAAAAAAABJY/coUBhOrWsCo/s400/casdcx.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582831769630638722" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w7gnFbjpQqE/TXoz62Z3tSI/AAAAAAAABJg/MSVAT1yaW2s/s400/vscxs.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582831774208603426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another great editorial: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://fashionights.com/post/3757551509/editorial-umno-magazine-march-issue" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); text-decoration: none; "&gt;UMNO Magazine March Issue&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-5674652335940565111?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5674652335940565111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5674652335940565111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-great-editorial-umno-magazine.html' title='Bad &amp; Bold'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-REV3RGT488g/TXowX2UUELI/AAAAAAAABJQ/NkvMc_evqyQ/s72-c/dsccweas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-5069407211954181577</id><published>2011-03-11T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T06:03:42.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-a-Boo</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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2JNxYRsFKs/TXol1Iz_TSI/AAAAAAAABIQ/zAO9TRK6PtY/s1600/feacszc.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2JNxYRsFKs/TXol1Iz_TSI/AAAAAAAABIQ/zAO9TRK6PtY/s320/feacszc.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582816282907987234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nP5uW_Z_Yxc/TXol0lfi1xI/AAAAAAAABII/SQRHUy-UqEE/s320/cascccws.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582816273426994962" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjV08Cdn0J0/TXom9_GOFtI/AAAAAAAABIw/PmBevi4fXZc/s400/csacadsc.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582817534430549714" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ekUhhoqLIa4/TXom9uLEtuI/AAAAAAAABIo/ByWj-TN8JBo/s400/bfdfgerg.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582817529887504098" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1b8ulz31O2g/TXombpTSzoI/AAAAAAAABIg/5o2XrI07_EA/s400/cascsadv.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582816944464252546" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JRniyzI897E/TXombFD9SPI/AAAAAAAABIY/bcW2w8h73vA/s400/bdfvfdsvs.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582816934736251122" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h9nofFqV76U/TXooA0O8lOI/AAAAAAAABJA/8PbrJYEIKpQ/s400/cvdszx.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582818682565596386" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rxpmP9p8XZo/TXooAMT81yI/AAAAAAAABI4/zgInslMtQCg/s400/vdszv%2B.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582818671849166626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "  &gt;“Peek-a-Boo” Pop FW 2007 Lara Stone, Meghan Collison by Mert Alas &amp;amp; Marcus Piggott. Source: &lt;a href="http://niteo.tumblr.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Incredibly great editorial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-5069407211954181577?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5069407211954181577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5069407211954181577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/peek-boo.html' title='Peek-a-Boo'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2JNxYRsFKs/TXol1Iz_TSI/AAAAAAAABIQ/zAO9TRK6PtY/s72-c/feacszc.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-3790980568760500116</id><published>2011-03-09T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:38:20.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy little things (called love?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(110, 113, 115); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"Let me just share with you the story of these two little kids. This boy and this girl, are in love. As young as they are, it’s incredible how they treat each other, how much they want to be together all the time, how they never get tired of one another, it’s crazy. My mom works at a preschool, and these two kids go there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wUoexBF67Qk/TXee-poa0mI/AAAAAAAABIA/mjYgldDt25k/s400/cdscdcsd.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582105062313480802" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;William and Eva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;They're about four or five I believe. Eva goes to school everyday, but William only goes every other day. The little girl’s mom told my mom that every morning when Eva gets in the car she says, “Mommy, is today a William day?” And when it is she sighs with relief in her little car seat. When they sit in class on the floor listening to story time, the little boy strokes her arm. He tucks her hair behind her ear and smiles at her, he helps her with her coloring. This is all during a day in preschool. I saw him at the school picnic, and he was walking around holding her hand. She said, “I want some cake, William.” He replied, “Okay, Eva. Let’s go get some together. ”I couldn’t help but take a picture of them. I hope they get married someday. They make me so happy. Even if he’s four years old, he knows how to treat a girl better than any guy my age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://tessaohhh.tumblr.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;I stumble upon this mini article and I'm amazed on how mature these kids are. Very cute, yes. Adorable, indeed. But I'd say mature because this is definitely not a 4-year-old would do. How could these two could get so attached like that? I seriously have no idea. Well, heck, whatever, this is just too lovely to not be shared.&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/4276683721011022422-3790980568760500116?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3790980568760500116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3790980568760500116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/let-me-just-share-with-you-story-of.html' title='Crazy little things (called love?)'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wUoexBF67Qk/TXee-poa0mI/AAAAAAAABIA/mjYgldDt25k/s72-c/cdscdcsd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-6845878837750058245</id><published>2011-03-06T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T08:57:44.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'></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;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUDTz4GFaOw/TXOnfl65P_I/AAAAAAAABHo/jDoAuJflF0Q/s1600/trib3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-llC9q9P71rM/TXOdNDXvm0I/AAAAAAAABFg/6_o6RNOfSHI/s320/189465_10150151453137463_108605392462_7995658_3410235_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580977210810932034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qdx67i0dgc/TXOdNBf63TI/AAAAAAAABFY/PoJGO-J25CU/s320/189465_10150151453142463_108605392462_7995659_6317604_n.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580977210308353330" /&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/-llC9q9P71rM/TXOdNDXvm0I/AAAAAAAABFg/6_o6RNOfSHI/s1600/189465_10150151453137463_108605392462_7995658_3410235_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.thecoolhunter.net/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-4177781531600900821?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4177781531600900821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4177781531600900821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/cheers-for-kids-of-future.html' title='Cheers for the kids of the future!'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A23nsefy83s/TXOeQayN0aI/AAAAAAAABGw/o53mZFZk6vQ/s72-c/kiddies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-3555934916078594712</id><published>2011-03-06T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T08:59:26.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coastal colors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lXRpewvS4tc/TXOabe2e-qI/AAAAAAAABEg/JkzzIn9U11g/s1600/Urban-Spaces-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lXRpewvS4tc/TXOabe2e-qI/AAAAAAAABEg/JkzzIn9U11g/s320/Urban-Spaces-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580974160170908322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kEd42loWEsQ/TXOab7SZX_I/AAAAAAAABEo/w0gpmMZIogo/s320/Urban-Spaces-2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580974167804174322" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Wg93sivODw/TXOacFJ_ixI/AAAAAAAABEw/iwHFydpjfzo/s320/Urban-Spaces-3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580974170453281554" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qScAoeJ8AsY/TXOac1QBtuI/AAAAAAAABE4/G3-RTSIHTR4/s320/Urban-Spaces-4.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580974183363491554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-3555934916078594712?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3555934916078594712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3555934916078594712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='Coastal colors!'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lXRpewvS4tc/TXOabe2e-qI/AAAAAAAABEg/JkzzIn9U11g/s72-c/Urban-Spaces-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-3138569979671001569</id><published>2011-02-28T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T21:12:43.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Structure, what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So, long story short, I'm doing my structural-analysis assignments where I was told to design &amp;amp; compute an audience hall with a size of 30x30 (it's actually my custom size). It was kinda confusing to decide what kind of roof material I should use, because you see, it affects the roof's slope degree. It's already pretty spacious so I'm looking for a material that could be installed with a relatively small slope degree. I was talking about 15-20 degrees. Other than that I was also quite unsure of what type of trusses I'm going to use, since I'm computing the design stress and all MANUALLY. I don't think I would be needing any more trouble right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here I am, browsing &amp;amp; googling since the previous 5 hours, and yes I had enough of typing the word roof, trusses, and material. Anyway here are some structural (architectural indeed) awesomeness I'd like to share. I'll upload more later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuNqZybqt18/TWvWxbWjLFI/AAAAAAAABDg/sN-f8Z2m38I/s320/dfe3w3r3wd.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 255px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578788708072762450" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZuTcvdC8rU/TWvXc4-gd-I/AAAAAAAABD4/nXrH_gLBto0/s320/f43fescd.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578789454759360482" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sP-Rfb-zZB8/TWvWxTsmK0I/AAAAAAAABDo/K3KfXOiBvHI/s320/vsdcdzcd.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578788706017749826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8t31UlMViG0/TWvXdMzc6SI/AAAAAAAABEA/XcFlBd-LUDI/s320/fwf323rf3f.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578789460081699106" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pt-i2hcoqGg/TWvYtkcI93I/AAAAAAAABEY/pl6QiZk5dAU/s320/43fvdsnhbfgx.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578790840815908722" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCa9E9v0gQ8/TWvYHp42QGI/AAAAAAAABEI/mebQuxyx32I/s320/hebd%2Bgf%2B.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578790189443465314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_latGo3WBI/TWvWFU81ntI/AAAAAAAABDY/77aGMurN9D8/s400/tumblr_lcpjzevkSU1qex77ro1_500.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 260px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578787950440062674" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--_pbI6U4xkE/TWvYHzUxGDI/AAAAAAAABEQ/HmIBFjgwKJ8/s320/ol.ihj%252Chmy.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578790191976486962" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeGy5SxFTqw/TWvXchvfRUI/AAAAAAAABDw/xOyKYBrHmFI/s320/fewfescdc.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578789448522351938" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jf3THo0rnr8/TWvWFOYEh9I/AAAAAAAABDQ/2-I7naLr33g/s400/kmdngfxt.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578787948675237842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xokOBgEZPKk/TWvU79IznFI/AAAAAAAABDI/zCqqssaKI4o/s320/fsaewqs.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578786689917361234" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kGtTf55ELCc/TWvU7lP2S1I/AAAAAAAABDA/0_DItT8faKM/s320/fdsfw8.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578786683504446290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xkBTsHpGlas/TWvTYwkFCsI/AAAAAAAABC4/_ZP3dO_Mz-I/s400/1456255429_5541d3b614_o.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578784985735039682" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMHYcSrmcjU/TWvTYXjDYsI/AAAAAAAABCY/vSw3tQG1Xfw/s400/1flower.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 280px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578784979019850434" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nlc6K0f851c/TWvTYoQ1uRI/AAAAAAAABCo/IHmxweFqP2s/s400/valencia01.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578784983506860306" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Apparently a company called Solaleya is buidling rotating UFO-homes. This Solaleya Domes are made of FSC-certified wood, are insulated with cork and have a structure that will withstand category 5 hurricanes and earthquakes up to magnitude 8 on the MSK scale (in case you wondered). It’s also a highly sustainable and eco-friendly house. It has a small mechanical structure in the base that gently rotates it to make sure those solar panels on the roof are getting the most sun energy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BV5AYyIHtLU/TWvKNmnG5aI/AAAAAAAABBg/APRUqJb5-iQ/s320/solaleya-domes-rotating-ufo-homes-1.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578774898480178594" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AFBtETu0WHA/TWvKN5xP1cI/AAAAAAAABBo/bzONpghyZRw/s320/solaleya-domes-rotating-ufo-homes-2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578774903622981058" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzZhC-aJJuo/TWvKOaPDfLI/AAAAAAAABBw/ZECnWfitWS8/s320/solaleya-domes-rotating-ufo-homes-6.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578774912337935538" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kuQmSpfKSRk/TWvKOtZTR4I/AAAAAAAABB4/KW-nhRudq1Y/s320/solaleya-domes-rotating-ufo-homes-3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578774917481187202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 56, 56); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rolfdisch.de/" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(18, 129, 183); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 56, 56); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 56, 56); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;olf Disch has designed a new house with a solar-collecting array on top that follows the Sun all day long, but the real feat of engineering comes from the structure itself. The entire house rotates on a central axle. The front of the house is composed of triple-glazed glass to point toward that glowing ball of gas in the sky during the winter, while a heavily insulated backside rotates around to keep the heat at bay during those warm summer months. And that balcony you see at the top? That isn't a simple railing system; those are solar vacuum tubes for heating water and moving it throughout the house. This house is so energy efficient it actually generates more energy than it needs." &lt;/span&gt;(Upcoming pictures)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-3138569979671001569?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3138569979671001569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3138569979671001569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/02/structure-what.html' title='Structure, what?'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuNqZybqt18/TWvWxbWjLFI/AAAAAAAABDg/sN-f8Z2m38I/s72-c/dfe3w3r3wd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-7560547526534935304</id><published>2011-02-26T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:00:55.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you heard about Macavity?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVz2hgyKv0A/TWoFZDlAbTI/AAAAAAAABBY/Tvjd6c58cVM/s1600/CAT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVz2hgyKv0A/TWoFZDlAbTI/AAAAAAAABBY/Tvjd6c58cVM/s400/CAT.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578277016467172658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bJODGZpnyx0/TWoFY9p3LaI/AAAAAAAABBQ/Z7_cC9QFCzE/s400/CAT2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 180px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578277014876925346" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3KQ-kzKvVM/TWoFY8TtgXI/AAAAAAAABBI/-et0VrP6ims/s400/CAT3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 180px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578277014515581298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bus drivers have nicknamed a white cat Macavity after it has started using the No 331 several mornings a week. The feline, which has a purple collar, gets onto the busy Walsall to Wolverhampton bus at the same stop most mornings - he then jumps off at the next stop 400m down the road, near a fish and chip shop. The cat, nicknamed Macavity, has one blue eye and one green eye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The cat was nicknamed Macavity after the mystery cat in T.S Elliot’s poem. He gets on the bus in front of a row of 1950s semi-detached houses and jumps off at a row of shops down the road which include a fish and chip shop. Driver Bill Khunkhun, 49, who first saw the cat jumping from the bus in January, said: “It is really odd, the first time I saw the cat jumping off the bus with a group of passengers. I hadn’t seen it get on which was a bit confusing. “The next day I pulled up on Churchill Road to let a couple of passengers on. As soon as I opened the doors the cat ran towards the bus, jumped on and ran under one of the seats, I don’t think any of the passengers noticed.“Because I had seen it jump off the day before I carried on driving and sure enough when I stopped just down the road he jumped off - I don’t know why he would catch the bus but he seems to like it. I told some of the other drivers on this route and they have seen him too. ”Since January, when the cat first caught the bus he has done it two or three times a week and always gets on and off at the same stops. Passenger, Paul Brennan, 19, who catches the 331 to work, said: “I first noticed the cat a few weeks ago. At first I thought it had been accompanied by its owner but after the first stop it became quite clear he was on his own. “He sat at the front of the bus, waited patiently for the next stop and then got off. It was was quite strange at first but now it just seems normal. I suppose he is the perfect passenger really - he sits quietly, minds his own business and then gets off."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-447527/Mystery-cat-takes-regular-bus-shops.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having read the story, I can't help but wonder whether Kate Bosworth is an animagus. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-7560547526534935304?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/7560547526534935304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/7560547526534935304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-you-heard-about-macavity.html' title='Have you heard about Macavity?'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVz2hgyKv0A/TWoFZDlAbTI/AAAAAAAABBY/Tvjd6c58cVM/s72-c/CAT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-165117091839394593</id><published>2011-02-25T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T20:15:17.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#IOMBC JAKARTA, FEBRUARY 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1IfsPh4DelE/TWh9cFjN7pI/AAAAAAAABAA/Wh4nmcsonqE/s1600/IMG_60789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577821863237784130" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-h3okjYfI0/TWhncKAXqEI/AAAAAAAAA9g/mkVxEZrgoGs/s1600/IMG_6050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-h3okjYfI0/TWhncKAXqEI/AAAAAAAAA9g/mkVxEZrgoGs/s320/IMG_6050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577821871918262338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3-h3okjYfI0/TWhncKAXqEI/AAAAAAAAA9g/mkVxEZrgoGs/s1600/IMG_6050.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/4276683721011022422-165117091839394593?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/165117091839394593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/165117091839394593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/02/iombc-jakarta-february-2011.html' title='#IOMBC JAKARTA, FEBRUARY 2011'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1IfsPh4DelE/TWh9cFjN7pI/AAAAAAAABAA/Wh4nmcsonqE/s72-c/IMG_60789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-8811155973353307709</id><published>2011-02-25T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:32:39.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaps of faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One less call to answer, feeling full of despair, don't think I can get through it, just one last prayer. And it's a leap of faith, when you believe there's someone out there, it's a leap of faith when you believe that someone cares, and when I call out to you, will you be right there, right there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-size: small; "&gt;Searching for the answer, nobody seems to care, oh how I wish that you were here beside me to wipe away my tears. Waiting for the answer, remembering times we would share, somehow I feel you here beside me, even though your not there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-size: small; "&gt;Right there, and I'll be waiting by the window for your smile to come through, and I'll be waiting in the darkness when I call out to you, and I'll remember when you told me, I could trust in you. And it's a leap of faith, when you believe there's someone out there, it's a leap of faith when you believe that someone cares, and when I call out to you, will you be right there. It's a leap of faith, and I believe that you are out there, it's a leap of faith and I believe you truly care, and when I call out to you, I know you'll be right there, right there, and it's a leap of faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Leap of Faith-Michelle Branch&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/4276683721011022422-8811155973353307709?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/8811155973353307709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/8811155973353307709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/02/leaps-of-faith.html' title='Leaps of faith'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-2222778412131679238</id><published>2011-02-25T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:19:11.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me hold your crown, babe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; " &gt;Keep drinkin' coffee. Stare me down across the table. While I look outside. So many things I'd say if only I were able. But I just keep quiet and count the cars that pass by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; " &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You've got opinions, man. We're all entitled to 'em. But I never asked. So let me thank you for time and try to not waste any more of mine. Get out of here fast. I hate to break it to you babe, but I'm not drowning. There's no one here to save.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who cares if you disagree? You are not me. Who made you king of anything? So you dare tell me who to be. Who died and made you king of anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;You sound so innocent. All full of good intent. You swear you know best, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;ut you expect me to jump up on board with you, ride off into your dellusional sunset. I'm not the one who's lost with no direction, but you won't ever see. You're so busy makin' maps with my name on them in all caps, you got the talkin' down just not the listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; " &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And who cares if you disagree? You are not me. Who made you king of anything? So you dare tell me who to be. Who died and made you king of anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All my life I've tried to make everybody happy while I just hurt and hide, waitin' for someone to tell me it's my turn to decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; " &gt;Who cares if you disagree. You are not me. Who made you king of anything. So you dare tell me who to be. Who died and made you king of anything? Let me hold your crown, babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sara Bareilles-King of Anything&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/4276683721011022422-2222778412131679238?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/2222778412131679238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/2222778412131679238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/02/let-me-hold-your-crown-babe.html' title='Let me hold your crown, babe'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-8971227329980905373</id><published>2011-02-25T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:14:30.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lTlvKpOlXI/TWe4Ka7y-5I/AAAAAAAAA84/ElI0c9QZnNc/s320/CIMG3559-pola.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577611015984447346" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-2_AXMbccM/TWenqxnjmfI/AAAAAAAAA7M/ap3gS4W9bl0/s400/CIMG66334.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577611016837241330" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2md2wOr50Y/TWeoJN7HgTI/AAAAAAAAA7U/fB7r_w9BMsI/s400/CIMG66338.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577611539831554354" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QB4E-aAmSSc/TWeoJn_TSvI/AAAAAAAAA7c/2WqYyRkeNMc/s400/CIMG66576.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577611546828425970" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTJl7JbzwW0/TWeoJyldglI/AAAAAAAAA7k/tFLA20s16YE/s400/CIMG66599.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577611549672833618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-7541590959404977067?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/7541590959404977067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/7541590959404977067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2011/02/blame-nodame-for-my-recent-mood.html' title='BLAME NODAME FOR MY RECENT MOOD'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_LcqMuZ_LM/TWenqucO_3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/l2M1ZHWMn94/s72-c/CIMG66329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-4047252600597801491</id><published>2010-12-31T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:06:48.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE WON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TSV1tW_B9XI/AAAAAAAAA5s/m7PsgNMRGNc/s400/167766_1634717201375_1640054836_1499189_1165695_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558978737183257970" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Holy shit! We won! My squad won 1st place on this year's annual Grand Prix Marching Band! Holy cow! I had never actually expect such amazing thing to end my December, but jeez, we won! This'd be the cherry top of my beautiful 2010 December cake! We won we won we won we won we won we won, woo hooooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beside the title of "Band of the Year 2010" (amazing, huh!), we also won Best Music, Best General Effect, Best Visual, Best Field Commander, Best Field Percussion, 2nd place Colorguard, &amp;amp; 3rd place Front Ensemble. Awesome, awesome, awesome! That was one awwwwwesome night! My first year joining this squad, it had been super duper amazing :) That night was the perfect end to wrap my memory of 2010. AWESOOOOOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TSVvnYUg27I/AAAAAAAAA5U/Kb08bDPoYZk/s400/165559_1777422513118_1166015912_2118250_3429517_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558972037392817074" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TSVvnLS7eMI/AAAAAAAAA5M/L5S8KluPpYQ/s400/163476_1777416192960_1166015912_2118226_5493784_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558972033896511682" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TSV25gt8NQI/AAAAAAAAA50/P5Np2QiqCwY/s400/DSC_0189.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558980045465990402" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TSV25-FQquI/AAAAAAAAA58/HLyOvZnf94U/s400/DSC_0487.JPG" style="display:block; 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height: 263px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558971264819437602" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TSVu6-0CB4I/AAAAAAAAA40/cdVutFf-kkc/s400/165634_1777436713473_1166015912_2118323_8216678_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558971274631448450" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TSVvmyxoVpI/AAAAAAAAA5E/qX0bBv-_3pc/s400/168804_1777435833451_1166015912_2118318_4177106_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558972027314394770" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TSVvm1LfgjI/AAAAAAAAA48/CnV5mHHvXDE/s400/166342_1777439233536_1166015912_2118337_4585863_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558972027959738930" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TSVv5UYZU4I/AAAAAAAAA5c/V1SZzl6N9eY/s400/BIG.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558972345573004162" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-4047252600597801491?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4047252600597801491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4047252600597801491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-won.html' title='WE WON!'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TSV1tW_B9XI/AAAAAAAAA5s/m7PsgNMRGNc/s72-c/167766_1634717201375_1640054836_1499189_1165695_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-6844811924144890072</id><published>2010-08-09T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T06:56:26.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk A Mile With My Flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We, colorguards, are spending 15 to 20 hours a week marching up &amp;amp; down a 50 by 70 foot area spinning a 3 1/2 pound rifle or a 5 1/2 foot flag. It's our free time to strive for perfection &amp;amp; hear; "That's wrong! Pay attention! Try harder!" over and over. Sometimes we march with blisters on our feet, splints on our fingers, even when we're sick or when every muscle in our body aches. It means willing to try again even though we have just suffered a defeat; tears were streaming down our face &amp;amp; our heart was breaking. Then the show day come. For five or six minutes, every ounce of our strength &amp;amp; concentration are dedicated to making our family, friends, school, and town proud of our competitive unit. The demanding, endless hours of practice have been a prelude to this moment. A prelude to show that color guard is something much much more than work &amp;amp; intense competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Colorguard is Science:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is exact, specific and it demands precise execution. A designer's drill is a chart; a graph which indicates x and y coordinates for constantly changing geometric shapes and forms in both time and space. Our equipment and props are always pushing the laws of physics with force and speed, action and reaction. All of this with an incredible control of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Colorguard is Mathematical:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is rhythmically and metrically based on the subdivision of time into fractions which must be done instantaneously. We have angles and degrees, both acute and obtuse, sequences, ranges, and hypotenuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Colorguard is a Language:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is a visual picture alive with message and meaning. We use interpretive phases, sentences, and words many times with music which creates a most complete and universal language, to be recorded for others to see, feel, and understand. It is a language which is recited and shared many times both near and far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Colorguard is History:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Colorguard can be influenced by the environment and times of it's creation, or it can reflect the past as well as the future. It can send us to a far away country or bring us closer to home. We are rich in our heritage and have forefathers as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Colorguard is a Physical:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It requires fantastic coordination of fingers, hands, arms, feet and legs; in addition to extraordinary control of the back stomach and torso; all of which are called to respond instantly to the sound the ear hears and the sight of the eye see. Colorguard surrounds around endurance, ability, strength, and balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Colorguard is a Sport:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A game which we play with others in which we share and we shine. Competing with ourselves to perform better each time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It allows us to learn more on our inside on confidence and fear, self-esteem and self-image; as we get better on the outside with performances, people, expressing our feelings, and sharing our dreams. It is a chance to realize our attitude is what makes us or breaks us, not anyone or anything else. It is a kind of mind set with an increase awareness which challenges us to realize the potential in our selves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Colorguard is Performing Arts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is a show which can be entertaining and enlightening! With directing, acting, producing, managing, and touring. Colors, fashion, flair, excitement, piazz, sophistication, and subtlety. Always realizing the traid of performance; audience, performer, designer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Colorguard is Educational:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It allows a human being to learn how to take all of these things; some dry and technically boring, some difficulty and challenging; and use them to create EMOTION! The one thing that our world needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;If ya haven't noticed from my older posts yet, well, I join a marching band &amp;amp; I'm in the colorguard section. Yes, I do spend 20 hours for practice on normal weeks, &amp;amp; 40 on holidays. And yes, I have lots of blisters &amp;amp; scars &amp;amp; injuries, so much I practically lost count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And yes, I just realized how proud &amp;amp; serious I am in this marching band/color guard thingy since:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;1. Weekends are forever lost to practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;2. I see my band more often than my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;3. The gym/hockey/football field is my second home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;4. Leggings &amp;amp; tank tops has become a permanent part of my closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;5. My nails have never extended beyond my finger tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;6. I have 4 tan lines: tees, gloves, shorts, &amp;amp; socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;7. I have a permanent rifle bruise on my left &amp;amp; right thumbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;8. I know exactly what a jell-o arms &amp;amp; legs feel like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;9. Every song becomes a possible flag routine; I start to count songs to beats of 6 or 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;10. I push myself to try dangerous routines; sometimes I suspect I've put life as my second priority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;11. I begin to conclude that "one more time" never really means one more time. It usually means 5-10 more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;12. I have 2 rifles &amp;amp; sabres. One for practice at the practice venue &amp;amp; one for practice at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;13. I look forward to getting new gloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;14. I know if I break a bone I'd still insist that I can march (even if on crutches)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;15. I have more bruises, scars, and injuries than a military solider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;16. My non-band friends know that I'm almost never available to go out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;17. The term democracy is not in my vocabulary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;18. Life? What's that?&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/4276683721011022422-6844811924144890072?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/6844811924144890072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/6844811924144890072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/08/colorguard-is-spending-15-to-20-hours.html' title='Walk A Mile With My Flag'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-3283187065689356492</id><published>2010-04-30T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T06:57:14.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There you have it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TGiiMtbvhfI/AAAAAAAAA2w/UiqTE_JEiOU/s1600/tumblr_l6ykfyLdg41qcbjrjo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TGiiMtbvhfI/AAAAAAAAA2w/UiqTE_JEiOU/s400/tumblr_l6ykfyLdg41qcbjrjo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505828883698517490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Picture perfect, memories     scattered all around the floor. Reaching for the phone,     cause I cant fight it anymore.     And i wonder if I ever cross your mind     for me it happens all the time. Its a quarter after one I'm all alone and I     need you now. Said I wouldn't call    but I lost all control and I need you now,     and I don't know how I can do without. I just need you now. Cant stop looking at the door,     wishing you'd come sweeping     in the way you did before. And I wonder if I ever cross your mind,     for me it happens all the time. Yes I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-3283187065689356492?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3283187065689356492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3283187065689356492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/04/picture-perfect-memories-scattered-all.html' title='There you have it'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/TGiiMtbvhfI/AAAAAAAAA2w/UiqTE_JEiOU/s72-c/tumblr_l6ykfyLdg41qcbjrjo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-3132596621086045754</id><published>2010-04-17T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T07:29:53.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our pretty-messed-up earth needs help</title><content type='html'>Firdaus Ali. Ever heard of him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, actually, he's one of my professeur at campus. I attend his  Environmental Science cl&lt;/span&gt;ass this semester. And fyi, I've always heard that he's someone famous, well, sorta like that, but i never actually know what is that he's famous for exactly (I made a plan to deep-google him ever since). His class, enough said, is somehow motivational and inspiring. He gives us enough detail on how messed up our environmental really is. Well, we surely know it really is pretty messed up, right? But he gives solutions with a rooting explanation. I don't know whether it's just me or not, but i try to decrease the use of plastic bag after he told our class that a single plastic bag needs hundreds of years to decomposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Scientists often use respirometry tests; the experimenters place a solid waste sample—like a newspaper, banana peel, or plastic bag—in a vessel containing microbe-rich compost, then aerate the mixture. Over the course of several days, microorganisms assimilate the sample bit by bit and produce carbon dioxide; the resultant CO&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; level serves as an indicator of degradation. Respirometry tests work perfectly for newspapers and banana peels. (Newspapers take two to five months to biodegrade in a compost heap; banana peels take several days.) But when scientists test generic plastic bags, nothing happens—there's no CO&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt; production and no decomposition. Why? The most common type of plastic shopping bag—the kind you get at supermarkets—is made of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polyethylene" target="_blank"&gt;polyethylene&lt;/a&gt;, a man-made polymer that microorganisms don't recognize as food.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I admit, it's a common knowledge, but he asked us to imagine. That was for a single plastic bag. How many plastic bags scattered unused here on earth? In average, we use one per days, whether it's for trashbag or anything else. Well, the calculations are gonna get huge if I continue. And that was for plastic bags alone. What about other "trashes" we produce in everyday life? Plastic packages, cans, cardboards, banana peels, styrofoam, straws, UNCOUNTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;That's what we have inside this tiny earth. Ever heard of &lt;a href="http://www.space.com/spacewatch/space_junk.html"&gt;space junk&lt;/a&gt;? IMAGINE. Here's a pic to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S8sHmvuAumI/AAAAAAAAA1A/UOYCWW_P1D8/s1600/space-junk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S8sHmvuAumI/AAAAAAAAA1A/UOYCWW_P1D8/s400/space-junk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461467335342733922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You see, that's our junk in Space. Just great, right? All scattered unused and aimless waiting to lose its gravity and fall back down to Earth. And THAT would really be a day to wait. So you see, if you haven't realized it yet, our life all are threatened here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This came to a point, which is, do something. Something. Anything. To lower the impact of our previous mistakes ignoring the environment. Our pretty-messed-up earth needs help.&lt;br /&gt;So, I chose to start with plastic bags. Have you ever think about how much we had overused them and how little we actually need them? So, I never really ask for plastic bags when shopping unless I really need one. I dont throw any plastic bags. I just keep it; it might get handy sometimes. Just, DONT throw it. It's not much, well it might as well have invisible impact on this earth, but at least I try. Well, if you all brains go try invent some magic decomposers, or a  new bioorganism that could eat all those waste, or duh, something; if you're someone with influence go try talking to the developing world to stop trashing earth with smokes and industrial wastes; and if you have superpowers, would you please kindly go wipe all those space junk off? But if you're on my shoes too, dear readers, just go start with plastic bags.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I finally googled &lt;a href="http://staff.ui.ac.id/profil/detail_dosen.php?id=131882257"&gt;Firdaus Ali&lt;/a&gt; and here's what i got:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Firdaus Ali: What can't he do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra Hansen, Contributor, Jakarta|Tue, 02/09/2010 11:56 AM|People JP/Alexandra Hansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nvironmental pioneer, youth anti-drugs campaigner, conduit of technology to Indonesia, and family man, is there anything lecturer Firdaus Ali can’t do?&lt;br /&gt;He pulls out his mobile phone and points to a photograph of the rear of a red car on a busy highway. “So I was driving along,” he says. “And suddenly I see a water bottle and some rambutan skins flying out of the window of this car. I follow it, trying to make the driver pull over, to tell him off and let him know he should be careful with his rubbish. He shouldn’t just throw it out like that.”&lt;br /&gt;So what did the driver say?&lt;br /&gt;“He got very angry with me, I think. He told me to mind my own business. But I told him that when his rubbish litters our streets and our waterways, it is my business.”&lt;br /&gt;And for Ali, it really is his business. Lecturer in environmental engineering at the University of Indonesia, Ali has dedicated his life to teaching Indonesia’s youth about preserving Indonesia’s precious environment.&lt;br /&gt;“I tell my students this same story, and I tell them that whenever they want to throw their rubbish on the ground, they should think about me, and think again.”&lt;br /&gt;Is ambushing littering drivers something Ali does often?&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, probably about once a week,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;He has taught environmental, civil and electrical engineering at a tertiary level for 21 years. He obtained his masters and PhD in the US, and says he learnt a lot about the environment there.&lt;br /&gt;“It makes you realize that God gave us an opportunity to live peacefully, to co-exist with our environment, people [in the US] don’t throw their rubbish on the ground or in the rivers. The water and air is not polluted like here.”&lt;br /&gt;He adds that if anything, Indonesians should be respectful of the environment because Indonesia is one of the richest sources of rainforests and natural beauty in the world. It is very important that we instill in the youth of Indonesia a respect for nature and knowledge of how to treat the environment, he says, so as to repair the damage that past generations have done to their habitat.&lt;br /&gt;Teaching is his true passion, as he hopes he — and others like him —can communicate this message to the youth to bring about a significant behavioral change in Indonesia. “People tell me it cannot be done. People say it is too late, they cannot change. But I say; ‘better late than never’, and I truly believe we can change, and we will change. It might take a while, but it will definitely happen.”&lt;br /&gt;Indonesians have to learn from natural disasters caused by environmental problems, Ali goes on.&lt;br /&gt;Problems that include air and water pollution, as well as the rapid destruction of rainforests. “The environment will not support this behavior for much longer.”&lt;br /&gt;Since growing up in Sumatra in the 60s, Ali has had a close connection to nature. He recalls spending many days in the forests there, and in his parent’s rice paddies. “Since my childhood, I’ve wanted to protect the environment, preserve the water and keep everything green.” His childhood passion turned into a more practical, scientific passion when he decided to study environmental engineering at university in Bandung. “My parents always expected me to get a tertiary education, and I expect that of my children also.  Without an education, you really have no opportunity in life, it’s very important.” Perhaps it was this ideology that prompted Ali’s relationship with Microsoft. He set up a proposal whereby old, still functioning, computers in the US would be sent to Indonesia so Indonesian students could use them. He formed an alliance with Microsoft to install software on the computers, to bring technology, and the world, to the fingertips of young Indonesians. Because Ali believes technology is very important for the development of young students, he focuses on teaching his students multimedia skills. “I have made my course completely multimedia, which is good for the student’s technology skills, but we also don’t use any paper, except for exams. “When I first tried to implement all soft-copy materials, it was so difficult. Other teachers would ask ‘What are you doing? Are you trying to create something funky?’, but it works very well, and teaches the students a good lesson.”&lt;br /&gt;Another issue close to Ali’s heart is the important issue of youth and drugs. He installed all multimedia systems with anti-drug messages, so children studying information technology also learned a valuable life lesson. “The most frequent age group involved with drugs is aged eight to 35. If we spread the message early, they will hopefully be deterred from ruining their lives with drugs.”&lt;br /&gt;He also works for the Jakarta Water Supply Regulatory Body, which aims to supervise water corporations and strives to maintain a balance between good service and affordable water prices.&lt;br /&gt;As part of this position, he has initiated plans for a new water treatment plant to improve water quality in Jakarta and service more people with clean water.&lt;br /&gt;Between his two jobs, and many passions, Ali says the weekends are all about family. He and his wife and children regularly frequent bookshops or libraries and enjoy eating out at restaurants. “Since living in the US, my daughter has developed a love for Western food,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;Ali hopes his children, along with his students, and the youth of Indonesia will continue to foster his love for the environment and bring about a behavioral change to save the planet.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.thejakartapost.com/news/2010/02/09/firdaus-ali-what-can039t-he-do.html"&gt;Jakarta Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read his upcoming project &lt;a href="http://bebasbanjir2025.wordpress.com/10-makalah-tentang-banjir-2/firdaus-ali/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&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/4276683721011022422-3132596621086045754?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3132596621086045754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3132596621086045754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-pretty-messed-up-earth-needs-help.html' title='Our pretty-messed-up earth needs help'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S8sHmvuAumI/AAAAAAAAA1A/UOYCWW_P1D8/s72-c/space-junk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-1750241717767635729</id><published>2010-04-01T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:20:18.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy'd little girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You’re the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold. You're daddy's little girl, to have and hold. A precious gem is what you are; You're mommy's bright and shining star. You’re the spirit of Christmas, the star on our tree. You’re the Easter Bunny to Mommy and me. You’re sugar, you're spice, and you're everything nice. And You’re Daddy’s Little Girl. You’re a treasure I cherish, all sparkling and bright. You were touched by Holy and beautiful light; Like the angels who sing, a heavenly thing; And you’re Daddy’s Little Girl &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Buble-Daddy's Little Girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very much in love with this song.&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; Beautiful lyrics and melodies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♫ Me lovey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4276683721011022422-1750241717767635729?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/1750241717767635729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/1750241717767635729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/04/daddyd-little-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;d little girl'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-2536413802532265244</id><published>2010-03-29T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T06:58:04.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the great green elephant. Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once Elephants start something, they see it through to the end. Elephants always want to apply themselves to something. Elephants like to work inconspicuously. Elephants are worriers, despite appearances to the contrary. Elephants don't listen to what others say. Elephants are scariest when they lose control. Elephants can say some harsh things. Elephants yield to power. Elephants are good consensus builders. Elephants will go ahead and press the button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are Green Elephant, who is not pretentious and is a straightforward type of woman. People rely on you a lot. You tend to lack feminine flexibility and sensitivity, but because you don't depend on men, you can go about your business calmly and without being too emotional. You will not compromise, and your objective insight of things makes you look cruel and not having a charm. But you are not a cruel person at all. You like having your freedom, and just don't want to be restricted. You are not a shy person. You will have lots of relationship with men, and you know what type you like. You work hard and you learn hard. You have flexibility to a certain extent, and will not be discouraged so easily. Nevertheless, you take time in finding about yourself. You love peace, and will not get into conflict. You have perseverance, so if you get really angry, conflict will be protracted. Your life is steady and you are an economic person. You will not go buying things on impulse. Although you are an active person, you tend to lack reading people's feelings, so be careful not to become isolated. You are a very straightforward person, and can act quickly. But if you be too cautious, you tend not to be able to express your loving feelings. Nevertheless, you are good at looking after others, and have lots of chance for romance. After marriage, you will be good wife and a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Is Me? Sort of, in some way. I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GET YOURS &lt;a href="http://world.doubutsu-uranai.com/index.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-2536413802532265244?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/2536413802532265244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/2536413802532265244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-me-sorta-i-guess.html' title='I&apos;m the great green elephant. Really?'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-750168202607925671</id><published>2010-03-28T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T03:40:47.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tall, Taller, TALLEST</title><content type='html'>Well FYI, I'm majoring in Civil Engineering. Building things is likely the main idea of my study. Houses, dams, bridges, roads, canals. Buildings.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you surely know that since the dawn of history man has been trying to build the 'tallest building', 'tallest tower' or 'tallest structure' in the world. There seems to be much prestige in being home to the worlds tallest. So much in fact that this is a major issue on the political agenda of many countries. Many towers claim the title, and many cities quarrel about who is the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the first 90 years of this century, the USA dominated the race for the title of the tallest building in the world, and constructed a range of famous buildings that, sometimes only for a few months, and sometimes for many years, were widely recognized as being the 'tallest building' in the world. In 1974 Chicago's Sears Tower was completed, and generally seen as the 'tallest building' in the world. Sears held on to that title for over 20 years. But since the ninetees the USA gets some stiff competition from Asia. In 1996 this resulted in the completion of the Petronas Twin Towers in Kuala Lumpur. From that moment on a sort of media clash was unleashed. All over the world people debated about the question wich one was the tallest; Sears or Petronas. Now the answer to this question seems so easy. Just measure both buildings from bottom to top, and the tallest one gets the title. Question answered, case closed, no more debate needed? Forget it! As usual, life is not that simple. One could consider how to measure these buildings. For example, do we take in account spires and antennas? To end this discussion, the Council on Tall Buildings and Urban Habitat made a compromise. They defined 4 categories for measuring tall buildings;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- Height to the structural or architectural top.&lt;br /&gt;- Height to the highest occupied floor.&lt;br /&gt;- Height to the top of the roof.&lt;br /&gt;- Height to the top of antenna.&lt;br /&gt;Below are the list of 10 tallest building in the world&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/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7BFls5AXfI/AAAAAAAAAzY/26dL0D5NFZA/s1600/3114272450_7482e87dd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7BFls5AXfI/AAAAAAAAAzY/26dL0D5NFZA/s400/3114272450_7482e87dd2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453935662753406450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Burj Khalifa Tower, Dubai, UAE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also Known As: Burj Dubai or Dubai Tower&lt;br /&gt;Location: Dubai, United Arab Emirates&lt;br /&gt;Developer: Emaar Properties&lt;br /&gt;Architect: Adrian Smith, Skidmore, Owings, &amp;amp; Merrill (SOM)&lt;br /&gt;Year: Officially opened January 4, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Height: 828 meters / 2,717 feet (including the spire)&lt;br /&gt;Stories: 162&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Originally named Burj Dubai (or Dubai Tower), the soaring skyscraper is now called Burj Khalifa, after Khalifa Bin Zayed, the president of the United Arab Emirates.&lt;br /&gt;Dubai has been a showplace for innovative buildings, and the Burj Khalifa shatters world records for building height. The skyscraper is much taller than Taiwan's Taipei 101, which rises 508 metres (1,667 feet). During a time of economic slowdown, the Burj Khalifa has become an icon for wealth and progress in Dubai. No expense was spared for the building's opening ceremonies on January 4, 2010. Many visitors have been writing about Dubai. Some of the reports are glowing, and others are very critical.&lt;br /&gt;The design of Burj Khalifa is derived from patterning systems (clarification needed) embodied in Islamic architecture. The design architect Adrian Smith has said the triple-lobed footprint of the building was inspired by the flower Hymenocallis. The tower is composed of three elements arranged around a central core. As the tower rises from the flat desert base, setbacks occur at each element in an upward spiralling pattern, decreasing the cross section of the tower as it reaches toward the sky. There are 27 terraces in Burj Khalifa. At the top, the central core emerges and is sculpted to form a finishing spire. A Y-shaped floor plan maximizes views of the Persian Gulf. Viewed from above or from the base, the form also evokes the onion domes of Islamic architecture. During the design process, engineers rotated the building 120 degrees from its original layout to reduce stress from prevailing winds. At its tallest point, the tower sways a total of 1.5 m (4.9 ft).&lt;br /&gt;The spire of Burj Khalifa is composed of more than 4,000 tonnes of structural steel. The central pinnacle pipe weighing 350 tonnes was constructed from inside the building and jacked to its full height of 143 metres using a strand jack system. The spire houses plant and facilitates for communications equipment.&lt;br /&gt;More than 1,000 pieces of art will adorn the interiors of Burj Khalifa, while the residential lobby of Burj Khalifa will have the artwork of 196 bronze and brass alloy cymbals representing the 196 countries of the world. The visitors in this lobby will be able to hear a distinct timbre as the cymbals, plated with 18-carat gold, are struck by dripping water, intended to mimic the sound of water falling on leaves.&lt;br /&gt;The exterior cladding of Burj Khalifa consists of 142,000 m2 (1,528,000 sq ft) of reflective glazing, and aluminium and textured stainless steel spandrel panels with vertical tubular fins. The cladding system is designed to withstand Dubai's extreme summer temperatures. Additionally, at its projected height the exterior temperature at the top of the building will be 6 °C (11 °F) cooler than at its base.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Over 26,000 glass panels were used in the exterior cladding of Burj Khalifa. Over 300 cladding specialists from China were brought in for the cladding work on the tower.    The hotel interior will be decorated by Giorgio Armani. An Armani Hotel, the first of four by Armani, will occupy 15 of the lower 39 floors. Floors through to 108 will have 900 private residential apartments (which, according to the developer, sold out within eight hours of being on the market). An outdoor zero-entry swimming pool will be located on the 76th floor of the tower. Corporate offices and suites will fill most of the remaining floors, except for a 123rd floor lobby and 124th floor (about 440 m (1,440 ft)) indoor and outdoor observation deck. Burj Khalifa is expected to hold up to 25,000 people at any one time. A total of 57 elevators and 8 escalators are installed, the fastest rising and descending at up to 10 m/s (33 ft/s). Engineers had considered installing the world's first triple-deck elevators, but the final design calls for double-deck elevators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7BBr_4ZjgI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/UbQARL6AxBY/s1600/foggy_dubai_from_burj_dubai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7BBr_4ZjgI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/UbQARL6AxBY/s400/foggy_dubai_from_burj_dubai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453931372883840514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedubailife.com/home/blog/foggy-dubai-from-the-burj-dubai"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Picture taken from the Burj Dubai tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Current records &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tallest skyscraper to top of spire: 828 m (2,717 ft) (previously Taipei 101 – 509.2 m (1,671 ft))&lt;br /&gt;2. Tallest structure ever built: 828 m (2,717 ft) (previously Warsaw radio mast – 646.38 m (2,121 ft))&lt;br /&gt;3. Tallest extant structure: 828 m (2,717 ft) (previously KVLY-TV mast – 628.8 m (2,063 ft))&lt;br /&gt;4. Tallest freestanding structure: 828 m (2,717 ft) (previously CN Tower – 553.3 m (1,815 ft))&lt;br /&gt;5. Building with most floors: 160 (previously both 1 and 2 World Trade Center – 110)&lt;br /&gt;6. World's highest elevator installation&lt;br /&gt;7. World's fastest elevators at speed of 64 km/h (40 mph) or 18 m/s (59 ft/s) (previously Taipei 101 – 16.83 m/s)&lt;br /&gt;8. Highest vertical concrete pumping (for a building): 606 m (1,988 ft) (previously Taipei 101 – 449.2 m (1,474 ft))&lt;br /&gt;9. Highest vertical concrete pumping (for any construction): 606 m (1,988 ft) (previously Riva del Garda Hydroelectric Power Plant – 532 m (1,745 ft))&lt;br /&gt;10. The first world's tallest structure in history to include residential space&lt;br /&gt;11. Highest outdoor observation deck in the world&lt;br /&gt;12. World's highest mosque (located on the 158th floor)&lt;br /&gt;13. Elevator with the longest travel distance in the world&lt;br /&gt;14. Tallest service elevator in the world&lt;br /&gt;15. World's highest installation of an aluminium and glass façade, at a height of 512 m (1,680 ft)&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/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A93mmoYsI/AAAAAAAAAyo/jhx5e95QwFM/s1600/10taipei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A93mmoYsI/AAAAAAAAAyo/jhx5e95QwFM/s400/10taipei.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453927174210347714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Taipei 101 Tower, Taipei, Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vital Statistics:&lt;/b&gt; With a massive 60-foot spire inspired by Twaiwan's native bamboo plant, Taipei 101 Tower is one of the tallest buildings in the world. At 508 meters (1,667 feet) high, the tower and its spire outrank the Petronas Twin Towers in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Taipei Tower has 198,347 m2 (2,336,000 sq. ft.) of office space, 77,033 m2 (796,000 sq. ft.) of retail space, and 83,000 m2 (893,000 sq. ft.) of parking space for more than 1,800 vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earthquake Safety:&lt;/b&gt; Designing a building this large presented unique challenges because Taiwan is subject to typhoons and earthquakes. To counter movement, a tuned mass damper system has been incorporated into the structure. The 800-metric ton (1,764,000 lbs.), spherical steel mass is located on level 88 and will be visible from the restaurant and observation decks. The system transfers the energy from the building to the swinging sphere, providing a stabilizing force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special Design Features:&lt;/b&gt; The design of Taipei 101 borrows heavily from Chinese culture. Both the building’s interior and exterior incorporate the Chinese pagoda form and the shape of bamboo flowers. The lucky number eight, which means blooming or success, is represented by the eight clearly delineated exterior sections of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Observation Decks:&lt;/b&gt; Located on floors 89 and 91, the observation decks include the highest restaurant in Taiwan. Two high-speed elevators reach a maximum speed of 1,010 meters/minute (55 ft./second) when traveling to the 89th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A84gTdxGI/AAAAAAAAAyg/ObXDqEtepCk/s1600/shanghai-wfc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A84gTdxGI/AAAAAAAAAyg/ObXDqEtepCk/s400/shanghai-wfc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453926090187588706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) Shanghai World Financial Center, China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Shanghai World Financial Center&lt;/strong&gt; is a supertall skyscraper under construction in Shanghai, China. It is a mixed use skyscraper which will consist of office spaces, hotel rooms, conference rooms, observation decks and shops on the ground floors. The hotel component will open with 175 rooms and suites in mid-2008 as the Park Hyatt Shanghai. On September 14, 2007 the skyscraper was topped out[1] at 492 metres (1,614 ft) and became the tallest structure on the Chinese mainland, as well as the world's second tallest skyscraper (not counting buildings that have not topped out).&lt;br /&gt;The most distinctive feature in the design of the building is an aperture at the peak. The aperture originally was meant to be a circular moon gate, but the intended design began facing protests from Chinese, including the mayor of Shanghai, who considered it too similar to the rising sun design of the Japanese flag. Pedersen then suggested that a bridge be placed at the bottom of the aperture to make it less circular.[2] On 18 October 2005, KPF submitted an alternative design to Mori Building and a trapezoidal hole replaced the circle at the top of the tower, which in addition to changing the controversial design, will also be cheaper and easier to implement according to the architects.[3] An observation deck on the 100th floor is also now part of the final design.&lt;br /&gt;The skyscraper's roof height has been set at 492 m (1,614 feet), and when completed in early 2008 is expected to temporarily have the highest roof in the world. Before construction resumed on the roof, tower height was scheduled to be 510m so the building would hold the title of the worlds tallest building (structural top) over the Taipei 101, but a height limit was imposed, allowing the roof to reach a maximum height of 492m. Architect William Pedersen and developer Minoru Mori have resisted suggestions to add a spire that would surpass that of Taipei 101 and perhaps the Freedom Tower, calling the Shanghai WFC a "broad-shouldered building". Even so, its roof height will be the third highest in the world after the Burj Dubai complex and Chicago Spire. Upon completion the SWFC will boast a gross floor area of more than 377,300m² and feature 31 elevators and 33 escalators.&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/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A7mFrcMDI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/tSPEZ2Wksj8/s1600/300px-Torres_Petronas_Mayo_2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A7mFrcMDI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/tSPEZ2Wksj8/s400/300px-Torres_Petronas_Mayo_2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453924674291118130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Petronas Towers 1 &amp;amp; 2, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vital Statistics :&lt;/strong&gt;Due to a lack of steel and the huge cost of importing steel, the towers were constructed on a cheaper radical design of super high strength reinforced concrete together with a steel and glass facade.&lt;br /&gt;Buildings were built on the world's deepest foundations. The 120-meter foundations were built by Bachy Soletanche, and required massive amounts of concrete. Supported by 23-by-23-metre concrete cores and an outer ring of widely-spaced super columns, the towers use a sophisticated structural system that accommodates its slender profile and provides from 1300 to 2000 square metres of column-free office space per floor.&lt;br /&gt;The towers feature a skybridge (constructed by Kukdong Engineering &amp;amp; Construction) between the two towers on 41st and 42nd floors. The bridge is 170 m high and 58 m long. The advanced elevator system of the towers have a total of 78 elevators and all main elevators are double-decker with the lower deck of the elevator taking you to odd numbered floors and upper deck taking you to the even numbered floors. Below the twin towers is Suria KLCC, a popular shopping mall, and Dewan Filharmonik Petronas, the home of the Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra. Outside the building is a park with jogging and walking paths, a fountain with incorporated light show, wading pools, and a children's playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Earthquake Safety :&lt;/strong&gt;Special Design Features : Building is designed to resemble motifs found in Islamic art, a reflection of Malaysia's Muslim religion.&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/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A6hNYKc5I/AAAAAAAAAyA/QJTO18Qk7MY/s1600/200704061246400.Sears_Tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A6hNYKc5I/AAAAAAAAAyA/QJTO18Qk7MY/s400/200704061246400.Sears_Tower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453923490946773906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) Willis Tower (formerly Sears Tower), Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vital Statistics :&lt;/strong&gt;  The Sears Tower which is considered as one of the finest locations for business in Chicago,is a multi-tenant office building with more than 100 different companies doing business there, including major law firms, insurance companies and financial services firms. It has a rentable floor area of 418,064 sq. m (353,961 sq. m) and a total of 104 elevators which includes 16 double-decker elevators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Special Design Features :&lt;/strong&gt;The design for the Sears Tower incorporates nine steel-unit square tubes in a 3 tube by 3 tube arrangement, with each tube having the footprint of 75 feet by 75 feet. The design allows future growth of extra height to the tower if wanted or needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A-9SbSJhI/AAAAAAAAAzA/89US_eVGkdU/s1600/jin-mao-tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A-9SbSJhI/AAAAAAAAAzA/89US_eVGkdU/s400/jin-mao-tower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453928371384886802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6) Jin Mao Building, Shanghai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earthquake Safety :&lt;/b&gt; The building employs an advanced structural engineering system which fortifies it against typhoon winds of up to 200 km/h (with the top swaying by a maximum of 75cm) and earthquakes of up to 7 on the Richter scale. The steel shafts have shear joints that act as shock absorbers to cushion the lateral forces imposed by winds and quakes, and the swimming pool on the 57th floor is said to act as a passive damper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special Design Features :&lt;/b&gt;Its postmodern form, whose complexity rises as it ascends, draws on traditional Chinese architecture such as the tiered pagoda, gently stepping back to create a rhythmic pattern as it rises. Like the Petronas Towers in Malaysia, the building's proportions revolve around the number 8, associated with prosperity in Chinese culture. The 88 floors (93 if the spire floors are counted) are divided into 16 segments, each of which is 1/8th shorter than the 16-story base. The tower is built around an octagon-shaped concrete shear wall core surrounded by 8 exterior composite supercolumns and 8 exterior steel columns. Three sets of 8 two-story high outrigger trusses connect the columns to the core at six of the floors to provide additional support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Observation Decks:&lt;/span&gt; The 88th floor houses the Skywalk, a 1,520m² indoor observation deck with a capacity of 1,000+ people.&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/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A94OnityI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Kpypn_Z2938/s1600/Ifc-Hong-Kong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A94OnityI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Kpypn_Z2938/s400/Ifc-Hong-Kong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453927184951588642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7) Two International Finance Centre (IFC), Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a prominent landmark on Hong Kong Island and it consists of two skyscrapers. One International Finance Centre is 210 m tall, has 38 storeys and four trading floors, 18 high speed passenger lifts in 4 zones, and comprises 784,000 square feet (72,850 m²). The building currently accommodates approximately 5,000 people.&lt;br /&gt;Two International Finance Centre is 415m tall, has 88 storeys and designed to accomodate financial firms equipped with advanced telecommunications and nearly column free floor plans. The building expects to accomodate up to 15,000 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) CITIC Plaza, China International Trust, Guanzhou&lt;br /&gt;9) Shun Hing Square, Shenzhen, China&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/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A_onUcUTI/AAAAAAAAAzI/8_-yI-6kcLA/s1600/empire-state-building.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 377px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7A_onUcUTI/AAAAAAAAAzI/8_-yI-6kcLA/s400/empire-state-building.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453929115727712562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10) Empire State Building, New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vital Statistics:&lt;/b&gt; The Empire State Building is a 102-story Art Deco skyscraper in New York, NY. It stood as the world's tallest building for more than forty years, from its completion in 1931 until the construction of the World Trade Center North Tower in 1972, and is now once again the tallest building in New York after the destruction of the World Trade Center in the September 11, 2001 attacks.&lt;br /&gt;The Empire State Building rises to 381 m (1,250 feet) at the 102nd floor, and its full structural height (including broadcast antenna) reaches 443 m (1,453 ft and 8 9/16th in). The building has 85 stories of commercial and office space (200,465 m²/ 2,158,000 sq. ft.) The building weighs approximately 330,000 Mg (370,000 tons).&lt;br /&gt;It has a total floor area of approximately 254,000 m² (2,768,591 sq. ft.). The base of the Empire State Building is about 0.8 ha (2 acres), and the lobby is five stories tall. The building houses 1,000 businesses, and has its own zip code. Today, the Empire State Building has 73 elevators in all, including service elevators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Observation Decks:&lt;/b&gt; The 86th floor observation deck offers impressive 360-degree views of the city. There is a second observation deck on the 102nd floor that is open to the public which are one of the most popular observatories in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://architecture.about.com/od/skyscrapers/ig/World-s-Tallest-Buildings/Taipei-101-Tower-.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-750168202607925671?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/750168202607925671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/750168202607925671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/03/tallest-structures-at-world.html' title='Tall, Taller, TALLEST'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S7BFls5AXfI/AAAAAAAAAzY/26dL0D5NFZA/s72-c/3114272450_7482e87dd2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-5349892255636196971</id><published>2010-03-23T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T07:12:21.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smokin Hot Cobra's Concert on JKT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight, Cobra Starship's concert was fvckin awesome. Gabe, as usual, looked smokin hot in his sweatshirt and blue jeans, while the rest, well the rest were lookin great too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first act, appereantly was by Candy. If you have no idea who the hell he is, let me tell you that he's a cute frog-headed guy with sick dance moves. After his suprising appereance, the crowd, we, have to wait a while for Cobra to actually showed up onstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Then suddenly the lights went out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AND THEN THE ONE AND ONLY, COBRA STARSHIP, GET IN, SINGIN THE CITY IS AT WAR. And I'm goin nuts! WOW! Seriously, Cobra Starship is one smexeeey band! And they're all cool and funny too. Tonight is definitely going to be one of my best night ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S65UlrUjElI/AAAAAAAAAwI/nfj2sap2mN8/s1600/Picture6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S65UlrUjElI/AAAAAAAAAwI/nfj2sap2mN8/s400/Picture6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453389205053051474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The song list was : 1)The City is at War 2)Smash It Up 3)Nice Guys Finish Last 4)Kiss My Sass 5)My Moves Are White (White Hot, That Is) 6)Summer Time 7) 8) 9)Smile For the Paparazzi 10)Snakes on the Plane 11)Hot Mess 12)Guilty Pleasure. And last song was Good Girl Gone Bad, wooohooooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S65UlJ0lxXI/AAAAAAAAAwA/kicAF-gCkDM/s400/Picture5.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453389196060640626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(I forgot what was their 7th and 8th song. But addin up the list, they, (mmh actually it was only Danny and Gabe) sang some Hollaback Boy! Yumm, i love that song, but it was only an intro plus a reff, too bad, HA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S65UmJu1JwI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/4hNsGmMmA9s/s400/Picture7.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453389213216352002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, there was this funny moment(s) when they all say AAKKU CINNTYYU JAKARTAAAA. I dont know how their translator taught them, but that's pretty funny how they said it. A lil bit of Cincau Laura. Cin as in chin but Ta as in two. Alex said that a lot and we all just went wild.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, this one is funnier; alex said TERRIMA KASSIIH CYYYIN. Oh my god, he made us laughed like kids in kindergarten. We would never expect him saying that. The CYYYYIN thing, oh-my-god, you nailed it, Alex! Anyway, Alex said that a lot too and everytime he said that we all burst into laughter. I guess this kinda made Gabe suspicious. Then he told Alex he sounded really gay when he said that and that what might triggered our laughter. Too bad after Gabe said that we never hear any CYYYIN again. Shitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S65W_1OEgjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/QcYFsknZpNo/s400/Picture8.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453391853410091570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And just so you knooooow, before singin Smile to the Paparazzi, Alex, yes, Alex, he told us to GOYYYANNGKEEUN PINGGULMUUUU. OMFG! He practically stole my heart that night!&lt;br /&gt;Overall, Cobra killed it. Well, I might exaggerated a bit since i'm a big fan of them since highschool. But really, they're all pretty cool (yeah, like i know them personally), and their music, well, i just like it a lot. Anyway, i'll post some video later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S65XAe6cZrI/AAAAAAAAAwg/rXdQ60uj_YI/s1600/Picture9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S65XAe6cZrI/AAAAAAAAAwg/rXdQ60uj_YI/s400/Picture9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453391864602060466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, enjoy a special treat. Fangs up, and I'm out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eic6ZdWQnTA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-5349892255636196971?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5349892255636196971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5349892255636196971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/03/smokin-hot-cobras-concert-on-jkt.html' title='Smokin Hot Cobra&apos;s Concert on JKT'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S65UlrUjElI/AAAAAAAAAwI/nfj2sap2mN8/s72-c/Picture6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-5467821127881951565</id><published>2010-03-21T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:04:59.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same old, same old: Me and marching band</title><content type='html'>Long time no post! Well, i got nothing much to post anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Truth is, i spent the whole last week at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kostan&lt;/span&gt; (dormitory, -D). I have a very thight schedule for this semester, so there's barely time (and energy) for me to go home. And at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kostan&lt;/span&gt;, hmm i don't really have any internet connection since i kind of accidentally sunk my modem onto the water. Well, shitty.&lt;br /&gt;I've been really busy with some final tasks for this semester and also the marching thingy really takes my time. I felt so very tired 'cause basically, i dont get enough sleep. My days kinda go like this; I attend classes from about 10 am to 4, then i go to the marching practice that held from 4 to 9. (It's said to end at 8 but it's actually until 9 pm). And, (duh!) after that i stay all night studying and doing my homeworks. I usually stay until midnight, but for some extra tasks I limit myself to 2 in the morning. Then i go to bed, but unfortunately i have to be awake by 6 to do my prayer. And yesss, fellas, there goes my mondays to fridays, generally. And at saturdays (oh, saturdays are just WAAAY MORE exhausting), I have to attend practice (marching practice) from 10 am to 6 pm (8 EFFING HOURS! Shitty!). I'm not saying that i dont like it, but i found myself not really fond of it. I mean, come on, 8 hours? Yeah you guys want perfection, but we already have our 4-hour practice 2 times a week and yet you still push us to attend this free extra 8 of practice hour ON WEEKEND?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know, maybe it's just me. I do like joining marching band, and since i'm a colorguard i began to love it more. Maybe I'm not really used to it just yet. And my dad, he has been complaining about me busy with this marching-band thingy. Well, i've been asking myself too, reasons why i stay. At first, well I admit it, I kinda need this to keep me busy. I need it to get me distracted from being distracted by something else which might be not good. You see, i have this tendency for being lazy if i have too much spare time. I tend to skip classes (I figure out i could study by myself LATER), i tend to procrastinate on doing tasks and homeworks (I'll just do it LATER), and i tend to go out much (I'm goin out NOW, i'll do those things LATER), and also yes, i tend to spend money on things i dont need (In some way i'm a shopaholic). The resolution is, TADAAAAAH*, i'm stuffing my schedule so there won't be time for me to even think about later. Sorta works, but well, this is how it feels like. Tiring. But in a certain way, i'm satisfied and proud of myself, But are this enough to keep me stay? We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S ANYWAY, MARCHING BAND IS NOT GEEKY!&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/4276683721011022422-5467821127881951565?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5467821127881951565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5467821127881951565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/03/same-old-same-old-me-and-marching-band.html' title='Same old, same old: Me and marching band'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-3033266111039487831</id><published>2010-03-16T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:09:19.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna be anywhere but here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S5-eNJuQzPI/AAAAAAAAAuI/1jVxFj3jhBM/s1600-h/tumblr_kx5owqe1Yu1qzxzwwo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S5-eNJuQzPI/AAAAAAAAAuI/1jVxFj3jhBM/s320/tumblr_kx5owqe1Yu1qzxzwwo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449248022927035634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I'm in a crowd, or on an island by myself. Silent or too loud, wishing I was somewhere else. And I can't believe you hit me fast and hard when you turn to me and say "Never change the way you are". Trying to catch your eye, things will never look the same. Now I can't deny you're the moth and I'm the flame. There I go again. I should walk before I run. How can I explain? I can't stop what you've begun : I'm falling through the door. Flying 'cross the floor. When you look at me suddenly it's clear. You're burning up my dreams. Crazy as it seems. I don't wanna be anywhere but here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What goes on inside is a mystery, no doubt. A roller coaster ride. I may never work it out. Here's the brand new me, skates around and floats on air, i'm a sight to see, rainbow colors in my hair. You have set me free. The one who gets me there. Here is the place where my head is spinning. Time is beginning to race away. You come to throw me, knock me off my feet. You give me wings to fly, the world goes crashing by again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-3033266111039487831?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3033266111039487831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3033266111039487831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-wanna-be-anywhere-but-here.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna be anywhere but here'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S5-eNJuQzPI/AAAAAAAAAuI/1jVxFj3jhBM/s72-c/tumblr_kx5owqe1Yu1qzxzwwo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-4825327069190625013</id><published>2010-03-15T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T07:09:04.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang over? Not really, not likely</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There has been sooooooooooo much things happened in this past few weeks. I know it might sounds busy and exciting, but really it's just hectic and tiring. Fun, yes, but exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, so firstly, there was this time when i almost quittin marching band! This happened almost 2 weeks ago. I was so mad because I wanted to go to the Java Jazz but when I ask for a permit over the phone, well, they rejected it. I already bought tickets &amp;amp; promised my friends for going, and I was like "WHAT THE HELL??? WHO THE HELL THEY THINK THEY ARE!!!" They reasoned, it would be just like me having fun when all my friends were working their ass off at practice. Truly, i was so maaaaaad. Uber mad. And i almost said that i would really love to quit on MBUI. Oh i was so damn close on saying that, but then i remembered that promise i made with my fellas to hang on on MBUI at least until this very end of year. I paused. I was speechless. I was already crying so it would be just worse to even said anything (yes, i'm such a crybaby). So i said i'm gonna keep 'em posted, then i ended the phone call. After that i made some other phone calls with my friends and they were all saying how stupid i am. How stupid i am to questioned their reason because they were somehow true. I wasn't wrong either but i should've said some other cause to not attend the practice. I should've white-lied about it (is there even such word as white-lied?). Anyway, at the end i did went to JJF and later that week i had 50 push-ups as punishment for not coming to practice. It was somehow fair. And FYI, no, i didn't really mean it when i say i would love to quit. I was just being emotional, and mad. That's all.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S68cNp3kySI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Ei1T7FZ_lOw/s1600/DSC_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S68cNp3kySI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Ei1T7FZ_lOw/s400/DSC_0567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453608694671788322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DREW onstage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anywhooooo, i did said many, right? Okay, other thing that had happened, well, it was actually the weekend on the JJF thingy was what had happened. So at friday i attend a campus gathering at Puncak, and the next day i'm off to see JJF (Please do move back to the old venue next year, i can't stand the PRJ atmoshpere because it wasn't jazzy at all) and last but not least, at that very Sunday i took a wild trip to Bandung to visit my brother. Wild, as in, unplanned.&lt;br /&gt;We took the morning train at Gambir at 6 am (we made the decision at 4 am, then we drove to St. UI at 5, but we missed the train to Gambir, so we drove to St. Lenteng Agung to catch the economy class train to Gambir, and fortunately, we made it to Gambir at 10 minutes to 6! That was kewlosssssse! We slept for two hours and spent another two hours taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S68ZVyzd8-I/AAAAAAAAAxg/XnYeMDilmzU/s1600/DSC_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S68ZVyzd8-I/AAAAAAAAAxg/XnYeMDilmzU/s400/DSC_0637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453605535974552546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S68ZVd5nPTI/AAAAAAAAAxY/HrSi9Y3xfCU/s1600/DSC_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S68ZVd5nPTI/AAAAAAAAAxY/HrSi9Y3xfCU/s400/DSC_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453605530363182386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, Thesa and Ica, the Wild Adventurer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That day was pretty fun, except me and my friend have to wait for my other friend as she went with her boyfriend seperate way. It was raining in the evening, and that practically ruined my mood. We went back to Jakarta with bus, and my dad got angry because he thought buses are likely not the safest transportation means. He told me that we should've took the train again or a travel car. We're just like, oh-yeah-but-that-would-cost-more-and-anyway-we've-already-struggled-to-reach-the-bus-station-so-hell-with-it. Haha, anyway the bus wasn't that bad at all, and i texted my dad to told him so. The bus fee cost IDR 45.ooo. There was this old couple who seemed to handed over their last sheet IDR 100.000. I didn't really know how i concluded so, but the view was  somehow really pitiful, i cant stand to look at them at the rest of the way back.&lt;br /&gt;And the next week, i practiced for the Music Camp. Yes, I did it whole week whole day, from 9 am to 9 pm. I took my spare time from campus schedule and sync it with the band schedule, of course. And at the end of the week, i perform on my 5th Music Camp! Or 6th? Or 7th? I don't know, really. I've had too many, I think I lost count.&lt;br /&gt;And among all of that, i also had papers to work on, task to be finished, and quiz to faced! Busy. Hectic. Tiring. This is not heaven i know, but i'm enjoying it. I'm enjoying my life :)&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/4276683721011022422-4825327069190625013?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4825327069190625013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4825327069190625013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/03/hang-over-not-really-not-likely.html' title='Hang over? Not really, not likely'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S68cNp3kySI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Ei1T7FZ_lOw/s72-c/DSC_0567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-3079949319853637183</id><published>2010-03-15T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:10:53.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairytale in reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S58EaoJRaqI/AAAAAAAAAt4/v071HlOdBxo/s1600-h/2518656982_ae9e215c95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S58EaoJRaqI/AAAAAAAAAt4/v071HlOdBxo/s320/2518656982_ae9e215c95.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449078929641007778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someday I will find my prince. He may be far away. But I know he will come. Someday. Prince of my dreams. Far away. To call my own. Someday. Prince of my dreams. Far away. To call my own. Someday. Someday my prince will come. Someday I'll find a love. And how thrilling that moment will be. When the prince of my dreams comes to me. He'll whisper I love you (I love you) And steal a kiss or two (Just one kiss) Though he may be far away. I will find my love someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someday we'll say and do. The things we've been longing to. And I'll know him the moment we meet. For my heart will start skipping a beat. Someday when my dreams come true. Somewhere waiting for me. There's someone I'm longing to see. Someone I can't help but adore. Who will thrill me for ever more? Someday we'll say and do. The things we've been longing to. And I'll know him the moment we meet. For my heart will start skipping a beat. Someday when my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;Someday my prince will come (Someday my princess will come) And I will find my love (And I will find my love) And I'll know it the moment we meet (The moment we meet) Prince of my dreams. Far away. To call my own. Someday. Prince of my dreams. Far away. To call my own. Someday. Prince of my dreams. Far away. To call my own. Someday. Prince of my dreams (Prince of your dreams). Far away (Far away). To call my own (To call your own) Someday (Someday)&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/4276683721011022422-3079949319853637183?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3079949319853637183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3079949319853637183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/03/fairytale-in-reality.html' title='Fairytale in reality'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S58EaoJRaqI/AAAAAAAAAt4/v071HlOdBxo/s72-c/2518656982_ae9e215c95.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-382442943562841455</id><published>2010-02-13T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:21:23.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sooo Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Ok. I, like being on my own. I think relationships are messy and people’s feelings get hurt. Who needs it? We’re young, we live in one of the most beautiful cities in the world; might as well have fun while we can and, save the serious stuff FOR LATER"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cutting the live-in-one-of-the-most-beautiful-cities-in-the-world part, tho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-382442943562841455?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/382442943562841455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/382442943562841455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-sooo-summer.html' title='I&apos;m sooo Summer'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-5442123075095486063</id><published>2010-02-05T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T07:20:30.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter</title><content type='html'>B I T T E R.&lt;br /&gt;J E A L O U S/ E N V Y/ M A D/ S C A R E D/ M A J O R I T Y/ O R D I N A R Y/  S U I C I D A L/ F L A W E D/ B I T T E R&lt;br /&gt;U G L Y/ B R O K E N/ U N L I K E L Y/ B I T T E R&lt;br /&gt;D I S S A P O I N T M E N T/ I G N O R A N C E/ D E N I A L/  I N S E C U R E/ R E F U S A L/  A N N O Y A N C E/ R E G R E T S/ B I T T E R&lt;br /&gt;P I C T U R E S/ F A C E S/ I N S U L T S/ F E A R S/ S C A R S/ F E E L I N G S/ J O K E S/ P E O P L E/ S O C I E T Y/ B I T T E R&lt;br /&gt;B I T T E R.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-5442123075095486063?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5442123075095486063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/5442123075095486063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/02/bitter.html' title='Bitter'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-3693583176547798923</id><published>2010-02-04T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T06:44:35.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2rscKoeRbI/AAAAAAAAAsw/1aKYkmT-1L0/s1600-h/3311152998_b4006120c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2rscKoeRbI/AAAAAAAAAsw/1aKYkmT-1L0/s320/3311152998_b4006120c0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434415869010527666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2rsb71HLSI/AAAAAAAAAso/qvxD3GWi7hc/s1600-h/2873819659_4f98e6e5fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2rsb71HLSI/AAAAAAAAAso/qvxD3GWi7hc/s320/2873819659_4f98e6e5fb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434415865037008162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in TriBeCa right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever. I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here. I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhere. I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's. Took it to my stashbox, 560 State St. Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them Pastry's. Cruisin' down 8th St., off white Lexus drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas. Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie. Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me. Say what's up to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's sittin' courtside, Knicks &amp;amp; Nets give me high five. Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee. Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of. There's nothin' you can't do. Now you're in New York. These streets will make you feel brand new. Big lights will inspire you. Let's hear it for New York, New York,New York. Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game. Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can. You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though but I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though. Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock. Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop. Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back for foreigners it ain't for, th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2rvMTNasRI/AAAAAAAAAs4/TW8v82Rv8qA/s1600-h/4163307366_fd9c0bd8e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2rvMTNasRI/AAAAAAAAAs4/TW8v82Rv8qA/s320/4163307366_fd9c0bd8e8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434418894969942290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ey act like they forgot how to act 8 million stories, out there in it naked. City, it's a pity, half of y'all won't make it. Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade. Three dice cee-lo, three Card Monty. Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley. Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire State that's New York. These streets will make you feel brand new. Big lights will inspire you. Let's he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ar it for New York, New York,New York. Lights is blinding, girls need blinders so they can step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is lined with casualties, who sip to life casually then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple eve. Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style Anna Wintour gets cold, in Vogue with your skin out. City of sin, it's a pity on the wind. Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them. Mami took a bus trip, now she got her bust out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2rwAuAQ9VI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ZwUF6sZaMe4/s320/2796734253_064b102d93.jpg" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 184px; " alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434419795515733330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everybody ride her, just like a bus route. Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin. And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end. Came here for school, graduated to the high life. Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight. MDMA got you feelin' like a champion. The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien. New York. These streets will make you feel brand new. Big lights will inspire you. Let's hear it for New York, New York,New York. One hand in the air for the big city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty. No place in the world that could compare. Put your lighters in the air. Everybody say "yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Photos:Flickr, Lyric: Empire State of Mind (Alicia Keys&amp;amp;JayZ)&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/4276683721011022422-3693583176547798923?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3693583176547798923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/3693583176547798923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/02/nyc.html' title='NYC'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2rscKoeRbI/AAAAAAAAAsw/1aKYkmT-1L0/s72-c/3311152998_b4006120c0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-6008970085894867546</id><published>2010-01-31T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T23:36:54.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</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/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2Z0et9Hy3I/AAAAAAAAAqo/xwv1oYUpwM8/s1600-h/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2Z0et9Hy3I/AAAAAAAAAqo/xwv1oYUpwM8/s320/untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433158071549938546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Best friend is a promise, not a label"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;No one could ever know me. No one could ever see me. Seems you're the only one who knows. What it's like to be me. Someone to face the day with. Make it through all the rest with. Someone I'll always laugh with. Even at my worst I'm best with you. It's like you're always stuck in second gear. When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year, I'll be there for you. When the rain starts to pour, I'll be there for you, like I've been there before. I'll be there for you, cuz you're there for me too ~The Rembrandts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-6008970085894867546?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/6008970085894867546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/6008970085894867546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/quickie_31.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2Z0et9Hy3I/AAAAAAAAAqo/xwv1oYUpwM8/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-6618936318440702436</id><published>2010-01-31T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:22:35.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to Amanda &amp; Marc of Ugly Betty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ugly Betty is one of my favorite TV Series, an American comedy-drama television series created by Silvio Horta, which started its premiere on ABC, September 28 2006. Marc and Amanda, well, they're pretty much the best part of the show. The fashion-obsessed receptionist and her gay best friend, whose job is pretty much continually mock and humiliate Betty for her lackluster physical appearance and awkward nature. The show is propelled into comedic genius because of them. Every word these two utter is hilarious! Their lines drip with sarcasm and wit. Their facial expressions alone are enough to keep me watching. They’re not bogged down by good consciences or boring storylines (cue Betty). They come in, say something hilarious and leave. They scheme, they lie they cheat, and they gossip. What’s not to love, right?&lt;br /&gt;So the news is that Ugly Betty (FYI, she's STILL ugly), is airing again on TV! Started 2 weeks ago. I'm not really into Betty's story, because she's plain boring. I'm expected nothing from her. I don't care much about her. I kinda don't get it why her man became more attractive days to days. It's not fair, because she still looks, mmh you know, ugly. I just feel bad for them boys. Amanda and Marc, on the other hand, aaargh i love them! They're perfectly witty, perfectly crazy, and perfectly good looking with their perfectly cute trendy outfits. And this is a tribute to them!&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;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fGAEtStMaa0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kbYlAuBMI3E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanda Tanen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2WJGLrts8I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/JGB0z6JbqJg/s1600-h/becki-newton-amanda-tanen-sommers-ugly-betty-5063196-481-640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2WJGLrts8I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/JGB0z6JbqJg/s320/becki-newton-amanda-tanen-sommers-ugly-betty-5063196-481-640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432899264800732098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amanda Tanen is the attractive receptionist at MODE magazine. She believed she was the daughter of an investment banker who, she hinted in an earlier episode, is an embezzler, but learned in the second season she is actually the daughter of Fey Sommers. Amanda aspires to marry royalty, preferably a duke, as a prince would be too much pressure. Curious about her past, Amanda decides to seek out the identity of her father. Amanda presumed her father to be KISS bassist and lead singer Gene Simmons. Amanda is easily bored and has a tendency to go on eating binges whenever she feels threatened, as a way to control her fears and insecurities. She finds Betty is quite a perfect joke. She really is one hell of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marc St. James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2WIewkP49I/AAAAAAAAAqI/x_Zkf1IZKyw/s1600-h/michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2WIewkP49I/AAAAAAAAAqI/x_Zkf1IZKyw/s320/michael.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432898587506762706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Marc is Wilhelmina Slater's personal assistant, also known as her devilish right hand. He behaves in a stereotypically flamboyant manner and makes puns and witty jokes on suggestive terms like "flaming" and "out.". He is very loyal to Wilhelmina and so far he will do whatever it will take to help his boss succeed in her goal to become the magazine's editor. He suffers from asthma attacks whenever there is a crisis, or when Wilhelmina questions him. And FYI, He was head cheerleader in college. Originally, Wilhelmina was supposed to be so mean she would fire an assistant every week, but Marc proved to be a popular character and got the job permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of the funniest scenes from them that i can recall:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ID9CE7tLoHk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8tvLo7aAbUQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MOmPOwPiaWE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I8gtlkqndNs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQ4CGkvvTQ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy your special treats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qNlyeqXXNc0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7VNRpUQ1L7M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UhdwjewhsrM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tXatJeZau_8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-6618936318440702436?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/6618936318440702436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/6618936318440702436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/tribute-to-amanda-marc-of-ugly-betty.html' title='A Tribute to Amanda &amp; Marc of Ugly Betty'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2WJGLrts8I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/JGB0z6JbqJg/s72-c/becki-newton-amanda-tanen-sommers-ugly-betty-5063196-481-640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-2051855500593225854</id><published>2010-01-30T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:17:24.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can be your Hot Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2UDNk8lzUI/AAAAAAAAAp4/BQu-w5uNzmg/s1600-h/3768692633_1c3d93806c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2UDNk8lzUI/AAAAAAAAAp4/BQu-w5uNzmg/s320/3768692633_1c3d93806c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432752057283366210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You were a problem child. Been grounded your whole life. So now you running wild. Playing with them good girls. No that ain't your style. You think your hot shit. You cool, I love it, I love it. Yeah, yeah. Stumbling but yeah, you're still looking hella fine. Keep doing what you're doing and I'ma make you mine. Well, you're a hot mess and I'm falling for you. And I'm like hot damn let me make you my boo. Cos you can shake it shake it shake it. Yeah you know what to do. You're a hot mess. I'm loving it, hell yes. I've been hypnotized. The city's your playground, I watch you take a bite. At 5am roaming in the streets. Drunk all night.&lt;br /&gt;You think your hot shit. You cool, I love it, I love it. Yeah, yeah. Stumbling but yeah, you're still looking hella fine. Keep doing what you're doing and I'ma make you mine. Well, you're a hot mess and I'm falling for you. And I'm like hot damn, let me make you my boo. Cos you can shake it shake it shake it. Yeah you know what to do. You're a hot mess. I'm loving it, hell yes. You're a hot mess and I'm falling for you. And I'm like hot damn let me make you my boo. Cos you can shake it shake it shake it. Yeah you know what to do. You're a hot mess. I'm loving it, hell yes.&lt;br /&gt;If you're dancing up on tables. You go you go, you got it girl. Say that you're unstable. You go coco, you got it girl. Dancing up on tables. Say that you're unstable. You're a haha haha ha yeah you're a hot mess. Haha haha ha we're singing hell yes. Well, you're a hot mess and I'm falling for you. And I'm like hot damn let me make you my boo. Cos you can shake it shake it shake it. Yeah you know what to do. You're a hot mess. I'm loving it, hell yes. You're a hot mess and I'm falling for you. And I'm like hot damn let me make you my boo. Cos you can shake it shake it shake it. Yeah you know what to do. You're a hot mess. I'm loving it, hell yes (hell yes).Hot mess. I'm loving it, hell yes (hell yes). Hot mess. I'm loving it, hell yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photos: Flickr, Words: Hot Mess-Cobra Starship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-2051855500593225854?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/2051855500593225854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/2051855500593225854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-gabe-im-mess-not-hot-but-yes-im.html' title='I can be your Hot Mess'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2UDNk8lzUI/AAAAAAAAAp4/BQu-w5uNzmg/s72-c/3768692633_1c3d93806c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-4733264465006973079</id><published>2010-01-30T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:23:29.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll make a man out of you, Mulan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I recently watched Golden Mickey when i visited HK last month and i looooooooove it to death. It reminds me so much of my childhood since I grew up with Disney :) My favorite is the Hero nomination, especially the Mulan part. I LOVE THAT ONE THE MOST OF ALL ! The song titled I'll make a man out of you.&lt;br /&gt;This is the video from the show. And below is the original from the movie. Love it love it love it both :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EC2timNrgS0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZSS5dEeMX64&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-4733264465006973079?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4733264465006973079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4733264465006973079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/ill-make-man-out-of-you-mulan.html' title='I&apos;ll make a man out of you, Mulan!'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-1168521600151661599</id><published>2010-01-30T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:23:50.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are beautiful. Yes, we all are. No matter what others say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2RJ3FVfnyI/AAAAAAAAApg/UjjxLbhZ8hk/s1600-h/img-thingvhbkl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2RJ3FVfnyI/AAAAAAAAApg/UjjxLbhZ8hk/s320/img-thingvhbkl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432548261189623586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every day is so wonderful. And suddenly it's hard to breathe. Now and then I get insecure. From all the pain, feel so ashamed. I am beautiful no matter what they say. Words can't bring me down. I am beautiful in every single way. Yes, words can't bring me down, oh no. So don't you bring me down today. To all your friends you're delirious. So consumed in all your doom. Tryin' hard to fill the emptiness, the piece is gone. Left the puzzle undone, ain't that the way it is? Cause you are beautiful no matter what they say. Words can't bring you down, oh no. You are beautiful in every single way. Yes, words can't bring you down, oh no. So don't you bring me down today. No matter what we do. No matter what we do. (No matter what we say). No matter what we say. (We're the song that's outta tune). (Full of beautiful mistakes). (And everywhere we go). And everywhere we go. (The sun will always shine). The sun will always, always shine!. (But tomorrow we might awake on the other side). Cause we are beautiful no matter what they say. Yes, words won't bring us down, oh no. We are beautiful in every single way. Yes, words can't bring us down, oh no. So don't you bring me down today. Don't you bring me down today. Don't you bring me down today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Beautiful-Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-1168521600151661599?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/1168521600151661599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/1168521600151661599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-day-is-so-wonderful.html' title='We are beautiful. Yes, we all are. No matter what others say.'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2RJ3FVfnyI/AAAAAAAAApg/UjjxLbhZ8hk/s72-c/img-thingvhbkl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-1640655710670011158</id><published>2010-01-30T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:24:25.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My secret heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2Q-mNFbmYI/AAAAAAAAAo4/yPgt9BmDBKU/s1600-h/2314355061_aaf928e07b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2Q-mNFbmYI/AAAAAAAAAo4/yPgt9BmDBKU/s320/2314355061_aaf928e07b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432535876584053122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Secret heart. What are you made of. What are you so afraid of. Could it be. Three simple words. Or the fear of being overheard. What's wrong. Let her in on your secret heart. Secret Heart. Why so mysterious. Why so sacred. Why so serious. Maybe you're. Just acting tough. Maybe you're just not bad enough. What's wrong. Let her in on your secret heart. This very secret. That you're trying to conceal. Is the very same one. You're dying to reveal. Go tell her how you feel. Secret heart come out and share it. This loneliness, few can bear it. Could it have something to do with. Admitting that you just can't go through it alone. Let her in on your secret heart. This very secret. That you're trying to conceal. Is the very same one. That you're dying to reveal. Go tell her how you feel. This very secret. Go out and share it. This very secret.&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Photo : Flickr, Lyric : Secret Heart-Feist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-1640655710670011158?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/1640655710670011158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/1640655710670011158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-secret-heart.html' title='My secret heart'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2Q-mNFbmYI/AAAAAAAAAo4/yPgt9BmDBKU/s72-c/2314355061_aaf928e07b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-424911497806621582</id><published>2010-01-30T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T06:24:15.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And this is my apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2Q6GdmVFNI/AAAAAAAAAow/0dOJ2BIWuyo/s1600-h/3302839321_949eb092ef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2Q6GdmVFNI/AAAAAAAAAow/0dOJ2BIWuyo/s320/3302839321_949eb092ef.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432530933214680274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stranger than your sympathy. And this is my apology. I killed myself from the inside out. And all my fears have pushed you out. And I wished for things that I don't need. (all I wanted). And what I chased won't set me free. (all I wanted). And I get scared but I'm not crawlin on my knees. Everything's all wrong, yeah. Everything's all wrong, yeah. Where the hell did I think I was? And stranger than your sympathy. Take these things, so I don't feel. I'm killing myself from the inside out. And now my head's been filled with doubt. We're taught to lead the life you choose. (all I wanted). You know your love's run out on you. (all I wanted). And you can't see when all your dreams aren't coming true. Oh, yeah. It's easy to forget, yeah. When you choke on the regrets, yeah. Who the hell did I think I was? And stranger than your sympathy. And all these thoughts you stole from me. And I'm not sure where I belong. And no where's home and no more wrong. And I was in love with things I tried to make you believe I was. And I wouldn't be the one to kneel before the dreams I wanted. And all the dark and all the lies were all the empty things disguised as me.&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo : Flickr, Lyric : Symphaty-Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-424911497806621582?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/424911497806621582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/424911497806621582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-this-is-my-apology.html' title='And this is my apology'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RULnGXxhrGI/S2Q6GdmVFNI/AAAAAAAAAow/0dOJ2BIWuyo/s72-c/3302839321_949eb092ef.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-6257534990046333395</id><published>2010-01-22T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T02:59:09.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quickie</title><content type='html'>Anyway, i changed my blog name, AGAIN, to Here She Goes blah blah blah. I'm easily bored, you see. Yeah, that's all. See you on my next post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-6257534990046333395?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/6257534990046333395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/6257534990046333395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/quickie_22.html' title='A Quickie'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-4229381509927701202</id><published>2010-01-14T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T06:46:08.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna get high with you to this song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;10, 20, 30, 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tell me that you wanna hold me. Tell me that you wanna bore me. Tell me that you gotta show me. Tell me that you need to slowly. Tell me that youre burning for me. Tell me that you can't afford me. Time to tell your dirty story. Time for turning over and over. Time for turning four leaf clover. Betting on the bull in the heather.&lt;br /&gt;10, 20, 30, 40&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you wanna scold me. Tell me that you a-dore me. Tell me that you're famous for me. Tell me that youre gonna score me. Tell me that you gotta show me. Tell me that you need to sorely. Time to tell your love story. Time for turning over and over. Time for turning four leaf clover.&lt;br /&gt;Betting on the bull in the heather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lyric : Bull in the heather-Sonic Youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4276683721011022422-4229381509927701202?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4229381509927701202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4229381509927701202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/sonic-fuckin-youth.html' title='I wanna get high with you to this song'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-8766547779872269588</id><published>2010-01-09T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T07:23:23.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I were a month, I’d be&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;July. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a day of the week, I’d be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Friday. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a time of day, I’d be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;the middle of the night. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a planet, I’d be&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;earth. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a sea animal, I’d be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;dolphin. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a direction, I’d be&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;west. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;a statue of Athena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I were a liquid, I’d be a&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; lotion. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a gemstone, I’d be an&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; emerald. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a tree, I’d be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Christmas tree. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a tool, I’d be a&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; clip. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a flower, I’d be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sunflower or a Narcissus. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a kind of weather, I’d be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;cold snowy breeze. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a musical instrument, I’d be an &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;old well-kept violin. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a color, I’d be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;bold blue. &lt;/span&gt;If I were an emotion, I’d be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;the stream of happiness when you proposed by the person you love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If I were a fruit, I’d be an &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;apple. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a sound, I’d be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;whoosh of the wind. &lt;/span&gt;If I were an element, I’d be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;water. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a car, I’d be a&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; SUV. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a food, I’d be&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; pizza. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a place, I’d be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;New York City&lt;/span&gt;. If I were a material, I’d be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sequin. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a taste, I’d be&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; tasty. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a scent, I’d be&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; vanilla. &lt;/span&gt;If I were an object, I’d be an&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Ipod. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a body part, I’d be&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; eyes. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a facial expression, I’d be a&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; flirty smile. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a song, I’d be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Strawberry Fields Forever from the movie Accross the Universe. &lt;/span&gt;If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sweet-colored Mary Jane.&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/4276683721011022422-8766547779872269588?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/8766547779872269588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/8766547779872269588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-i-were.html' title='If I were'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-2346813739028038043</id><published>2010-01-09T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T03:03:47.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;Boy: Where have you been all my life?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Girl: Hiding from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Haven’t I seen you some place before?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Girl: Yes- that’s why I don’t go there anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man: Is this seat empty?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Woman: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man: Your place or mine?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Woman: Both. You go to yours, and I’ll go to mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Hey baby, what’s your sign?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Woman: Do not enter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man: I would go to the end of the world for you. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woman: But would you stay there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man: I’d go through anything for you.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Woman: Good! Then you can start by going through the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man: How did you get to be so beautiful?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Woman: I must have been given your share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man: Go on, don’t be shy. Ask me out.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Woman: OK, get out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: I think I could make you very happy.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Woman:Why? Are you leaving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: What would you say if I asked you to marry me?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Woman: Nothing. I can’t talk and laugh at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-2346813739028038043?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/2346813739028038043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/2346813739028038043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2010/01/flirt-on-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-7521684542304256507</id><published>2009-10-03T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T07:32:35.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;How can we be lovers if we can't be friends. How can we start over when the fighting never ends. Baby, how can we make love if we can't make amends. Tell me how we can be lovers if we can't be, can't be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt; Look at us now, look at us baby. Still tryin' to work it out. Never get it right. We must be fools, we must be crazy. Whoa, whoa, when there's no communication. Whao, whoa, it's a no win situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;How can we be lovers if we can't be friends. How can we start over when the fighting never ends. Baby, how can we make love if we can't make amends. Tell me how we can be lovers if we can't be, can't be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt; We lie awake, this wall between us. We're just not talking, we got so much to say. Let's break these chains, our love can free us. Whoa, whoa, ain't it time we started tryin'. Whoa, whoa, gotta stop this love from dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt; Baby, love is tough but we can take it. Baby, times are rough but we can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;make it. We can work it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;How can we lovers if we can't be friends-Michael Bolton.&lt;/span&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/4276683721011022422-7521684542304256507?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/7521684542304256507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/7521684542304256507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2009/10/quickie.html' title='A Quickie'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-4914205852420084625</id><published>2009-09-30T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T07:24:50.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it fall, it ain’t gonna drown me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes life can get a little dark. I’m sure I’ve got bruises on my heart. Here come the black clouds full of pain. Yeah, you can’t break away without the chains. Your love is like a red umbrella. Walk the streets like Cinderella. Everyone can see it on my face. So let it rain, it’s pouring all around me. Let it fall, it ain’t gonna drown me. After all, I’m gonna be okay. So let it rain. You can wear your sorrow like an old raincoat. You can save your tears in a bottle made of gold. But the glitter on the sidewalk always shines. Yeah, eve God needs to cry sometimes. Your love is like a red umbrella. Always there to make me better. When my broken dreams are falling from the sky. Oh let it rain. Let it fall, I’m gonna be okay so let it rain. Let it wash my tears away. Tomorrow’s another day, yeah. So let it rain, it’s pouring all around me. Let it fall, it ain’t gonna drown me. After all, I’m gonna be okay. So let it rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Faith Hill-Umbrella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-4914205852420084625?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4914205852420084625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/4914205852420084625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2009/09/quickie_30.html' title='Let it fall, it ain’t gonna drown me'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-411406830942694932</id><published>2009-09-24T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T02:25:04.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ID(F)K</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;9.43 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i changed my blog name into Subject Unknown. I dont really know why i chose that name, but i think it suits this best. Mostly my posts are just laaaaaame, i dont really understand why i posted it anyway. I dont even remember why i had this blog in the first place. What a piece of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;9.51 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i took exactly 8 minutes to write the first paragraph. I dont think people would took that much time to write a single 40-something-words paragraph. And yes, I just found myself uncapable of writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;9.56 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's because i cant really express myself in words. I dont know. I mean, i dont know why i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.59 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's simply because i suck when i have to deal with words. Okay, i can see the connection. As i remember, i never really write something. I re-write most of my posts! Oh, it feels like cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.10 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did i have this blog, again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-411406830942694932?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/411406830942694932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/411406830942694932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2009/09/idfk.html' title='ID(F)K'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-8380932638885359230</id><published>2009-09-23T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T02:22:45.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>V and M and A for VMA, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello dear reader, so in this post i'd looove to write a little about this year's VMA!&lt;br /&gt;I suppose you had already knew about the Taylor-West contoversy. It's nobody's fault, but he didn't have to be that cruel. Poor Taylor, she's really sweet. Well, she was so happy and so full of joy receiving the award, and then came Kanye, BAAAAM!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my favourite at that night, i got to say, it was Lady Gaga. Her performance and outfit was awesome! She can sing and she got style. She's great! Like awesomely great! I wonder if she took drugs before she gets onstage haha.&lt;br /&gt;And Beyonce! She's also a great performer. She had this totality in the way she performs. And that night, she brought Cuddy (you can search him on Youtube). That was really sweet of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Upcoming pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-8380932638885359230?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/8380932638885359230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/8380932638885359230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-dear-reader-so-in-this-post-id.html' title='V and M and A for VMA, 2009'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-8935266115574968059</id><published>2009-09-21T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:05:08.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quickie</title><content type='html'>I just anagram my name Amalia Adhani, &lt;a href="http://wordsmith.org/anagram/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and i got 591 result from that. But the only phrase i know is this; A Dahlia Mania.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-8935266115574968059?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/8935266115574968059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/8935266115574968059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2009/09/quickie.html' title='A Quickie'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-7570436160591351961</id><published>2009-09-21T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:32:38.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>Whew, cant believe i really did erased all of my past posts. Anyway, Ied Mubarak, for those who celebrate. It's late, yeah, but nothing's ever really been to late.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's 3:07 and i think i better off to sleep, although i'm not sleepy. I just dont think not sleeping at all will be a good idea, especially when i have bizzilions task to be done by tomorrow. Well, it's not exactly have to be done by tommorrow, but i just like it to be done fast.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so im off (for real!). Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Okay, so i know i'm not really writing anything, and somehow you just kinda waste your 5minutes reading this. But see you on my next post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/298/D3B3B0302698BDA6AE3FE6884F29E3B9.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-7570436160591351961?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/7570436160591351961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/7570436160591351961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276683721011022422.post-9200363492378767352</id><published>2009-09-21T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T07:32:00.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, It's New!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 21px; font-weight: bold; " &gt;Hey, It's New!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, it is, people! I just changed the template and re-decorated this thing a little. It's not much but i feel refreshed. I'm fond of seeing new things around :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And hey, it's 2:05&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't sleep at all. Well maybe because i had slept for six hours just this noon. I'm a heavy-sleeper. I don't know, i just sleep a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;But hey, do you know that my mom will be so pissed off if she saw me here, instead of sleeping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, then you just knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, i'll write again later. Got some things to be done. Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/298/D3B3B0302698BDA6AE3FE6884F29E3B9.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4276683721011022422-9200363492378767352?l=amaliaadhani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/9200363492378767352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4276683721011022422/posts/default/9200363492378767352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amaliaadhani.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-its-new.html' title='Hey, It&apos;s New!'/><author><name>Amalia Adhani</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SiKromDUxE/TWURosOUgAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DIzV6KbZpj4/s220/CIMG657326.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
