<?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-7558869892557270932</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:02:30.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skipper7zone</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-7741519572621761215</id><published>2009-03-03T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:31:40.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Raise Me Up by Josh Groban</title><content type='html'>When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;&lt;br /&gt;When troubles come and my heart burdened be;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,&lt;br /&gt;Until you come and sit awhile with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;br /&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up: To more than I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;br /&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up: To more than I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no life - no life without its hunger;&lt;br /&gt;Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;&lt;br /&gt;But when you come and I am filled with wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;br /&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up: To more than I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;br /&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up: To more than I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to my beloved daddy who just passed away on 27th Feb 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry to miss the opportunity to play this song for you...&lt;br /&gt;Luv you so Pa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-7741519572621761215?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/7741519572621761215/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=7741519572621761215' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/7741519572621761215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/7741519572621761215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-raise-me-up-by-josh-groban.html' title='You Raise Me Up by Josh Groban'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-9172032572658963879</id><published>2009-01-10T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T02:03:30.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Chai, Xin Nian Kuai Le</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SWeRZun1FwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/FpFV9XAcHTk/s1600-h/Monkey94.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289356158567782146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SWeRZun1FwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/FpFV9XAcHTk/s200/Monkey94.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 Chinese Horoscope for people born in Monkey years: 1908, 1920, 1932, 1944, 1956, 1968, 1980, 1992, 2004.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monkey people didn't have any significant performance in 2008, the Year of the Rat. They felt that someone or something blocked their luck all the time. In the year of 2009, there are many Lucky Stars coming to Monkey people. So they have complete new luck and they can expect good news from career, money, reputation, love or happiness area. However, some tiny Unlucky Stars hiding beside the Lucky Stars in 2009. That means Monkey people shouldn't show too complacent and too conceited, because their enemies are still around. If Monkey people make any mistake, then they might lose their reputation, power or wealth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Career:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There are three major Lucky Career Stars appearing in 2009. Those signs indicate you will have an extraordinary and outstanding achievement in your job performance or business development. It's time that you show people about your talent, wisdom, skill. Many people will accept your idea and proposal. Your plan or project will show significant progress and impressive results. You have good chance to gain more responsibilities, own higher power and even win a job promotion. When you have better performance or hold a higher position, then many people become jealous to you. Someone might try to look for your shortcoming or mistake in order to impede your working progress and to damage your reputation. Fortunately, since your keen perception and quick response, you are able to a plan to protect yourself. Also, your supporters will help your to remove the hamper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Money:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There is a Lucky Money Star showing in this year. Since you have a good career luck, your salary fixed income will be satisfactory. If you work for someone, you might earn an extra bonus. If you own your business, then the company sales will have a significant growth. However, the Money Star is not a Windfall Star. The money won't come from gambling, heritage, gift or lottery. It's required your hardworking and time to earn all your income. Another sign show that you have a chance to lose your personal property and no way to recover it. Or an unexpected accident causes your money loss. Therefore, it's safer that do show off your wealth in 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; One very Auspicious Star and a Happy Star are gathering in love area. That is the sign of success, happiness, joyfulness, smooth or marriage. If you are single, then you have opportunity to find your dream companion and enjoy the happy love life. If you are already in love, the relationship with your lover will become much closer. If both of you are ready, then you can consider the marriage. If you are married, you and your spouse have a endless love. A new born baby might come into your family. However, if you are a male Monkey guy, you have the chance to meet opposite sex outside. If you don't give in to temptation, you will get lots of argument with your spouse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Health:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Although you have many Lucky Stars coming in your astrological cycle. There also are some Unlucky Stars around you this year. This brings up the health issue. The career will make you busy in 2009. You will feel tired very often. If you have too much nightlife and too less exercise, then you will get sick easily. As long as understanding the health might become the problem, then you should limit unnecessary social life, keep healthy eating habit, maintain good sleeping quality and exercise routinely, then you will have a healthy life in the year of Cow.&lt;br /&gt;Fortune: Monkey people have excellent career luck in 2009. They will work very skillfully and proficiently on their daily job. Their wealth will increase because of good job performance. However, there still is a potential unlucky event coming. Monkey people still need to pay attention on words and deeds. If you can spend more time in helping others, then you will win the good reputation, which could bring you more money in. The feeling of wealth, power, happiness and satisfaction will all come to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-9172032572658963879?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/9172032572658963879/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=9172032572658963879' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/9172032572658963879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/9172032572658963879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-xi-fa-chai-xin-nian-kuai-le.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Chai, Xin Nian Kuai Le'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SWeRZun1FwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/FpFV9XAcHTk/s72-c/Monkey94.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-1839511980670824341</id><published>2008-12-31T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:05:47.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve 2009</title><content type='html'>December 31, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sad, bad, mad, new year's eve ever in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Lying here alone on the bed,&lt;br /&gt;Away from home, away from the ones i love.&lt;br /&gt;I can't hold up my tears from falling down...&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.......wish i could be at home now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-1839511980670824341?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/1839511980670824341/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=1839511980670824341' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/1839511980670824341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/1839511980670824341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-years-eve-2009.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve 2009'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-1874108943246985012</id><published>2008-11-10T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T00:04:49.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Elin&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="sindict"&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;êl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; [&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;ɛ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ːl]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;pl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="form"&gt;&lt;b&gt;elin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; [&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;ɛ&lt;/span&gt;lin] &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Arch., Poet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Astron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; star (&lt;i&gt;little used except in verses&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◇&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;WJ/363, MR/373, RGEO/73, Letters/281&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◈&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="form"&gt;&lt;b&gt;elenath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;coll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="sindict"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="sindict"&gt;&lt;span class="entry"&gt;&lt;b&gt;star&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◈&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="form"&gt;&lt;b&gt;êl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; [&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;ɛ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ːl]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;pl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="form"&gt;&lt;b&gt;elin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; [&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;ɛ&lt;/span&gt;lin] &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Arch., Poet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Astron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; star (&lt;i&gt;little used except in verses&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◇&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;WJ/363, MR/373, RGEO/73, Letters/281&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◈&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="form"&gt;&lt;b&gt;elenath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; [&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;ɛ&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;ɛ&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;ɑ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;θ]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;coll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;êl&lt;/b&gt;, starry host, all the host of the stars of heaven &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◇&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;LotR/II:I, RGEO/73-75, WJ/363&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◈&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="form"&gt;&lt;b&gt;geil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; [g&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;ɛ&lt;/span&gt;jl] &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;pl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="form"&gt;&lt;b&gt;gîl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Astron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; star, bright spark &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◇&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Ety/358, VT/45:15&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◈&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="form"&gt;&lt;b&gt;gil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; [g&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ˈil]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Astron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; star, bright spark &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◇&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;LotR/E, S/431, RGEO/73&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◈&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;In &lt;i&gt;The Etymologies&lt;/i&gt; (Ety/358, corrected by VT/45:15), this word was given as &lt;b&gt;geil&lt;/b&gt;, plural &lt;i&gt;gîl&lt;/i&gt;. However, later in LotR/E and RGEO/73, Tolkien seems to consider &lt;i&gt;gil&lt;/i&gt; as a singular (with no hints in the sources of what the plural would be, besides the collective plural &lt;b&gt;giliath&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◈&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="form"&gt;&lt;b&gt;giliath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;S., N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; [g&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ˈili.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;ɑ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;θ]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;coll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;gil&lt;/b&gt;/&lt;b&gt;geil&lt;/b&gt;, all the host of stars &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◇&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Ety/358, RC/232&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◈&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="form"&gt;†&lt;b&gt;tinu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;*S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; [t&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ˈinu] (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="form"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tinw&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Astron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; spark, small star &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;MS Mincho&amp;quot;;"&gt;◇&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Ety/393, X/W&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="sindict"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia&lt;span class="redirectText"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="redirectText"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Helena,_Queen_of_Sweden" title="Helena, Queen of Sweden"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Helena, Queen of Sweden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Queen &lt;b&gt;Helena&lt;/b&gt; (or &lt;b&gt;Elin&lt;/b&gt;), also known as &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mär&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mö&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Old Nordic; "Maiden") (born in the 11th century, dead after 1110), was a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sweden" title="Sweden"&gt;Swedish&lt;/a&gt; queen, consort to King &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inge_I_of_Sweden" title="Inge I of Sweden"&gt;Inge I of Sweden&lt;/a&gt; and sister of King &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blot-Sweyn" title="Blot-Sweyn"&gt;Blot-Sweyn&lt;/a&gt; of Sweden.&lt;/p&gt; "Elin" is also a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sindarin" title="Sindarin"&gt;Sindarin&lt;/a&gt; name for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elf_%28Middle-earth%29" title="Elf (Middle-earth)"&gt;Elves&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._R._R._Tolkien" title="J. R. R. Tolkien"&gt;J. R. R. Tolkien&lt;/a&gt;'s legendarium.&lt;h2&gt;Erlina&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="detailheading"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Meaning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; Its source is eorl, an Old English name meaning "Title of nobility."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-1874108943246985012?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/1874108943246985012/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=1874108943246985012' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/1874108943246985012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/1874108943246985012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-in-name-that-which-we-call-rose.html' title='What&apos;s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-278476539320781252</id><published>2008-11-10T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:51:43.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect enough...from my point of view as a human.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 class="lyricsh4"&gt;Sempurna&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 class="lyricsh4"&gt;by Andra And The Backbone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;       Kau begitu sempurna&lt;br /&gt;Di mataku kau begitu indah&lt;br /&gt;Kau membuat diriku akan selalu memujamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap langkahku ku kan&lt;br /&gt;selalu memikirkan dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Tak bisa ku bayangkan&lt;br /&gt;Hidupku tanpa cintamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Janganlah kau tinggalkan diriku&lt;br /&gt;tak kan mampu menghadapi semua&lt;br /&gt;Hanya bersamamu ku akan bisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coda:&lt;br /&gt;Kau adalah darahku&lt;br /&gt;Kau adalah jantungku&lt;br /&gt;Kau adlah hidup ku lengkapi diriku oh sayang engkau   begitu sempurna .. sempurna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau genggam tanganku  saat diriku lemah dan terjatuhk au bisikkan dan hapus semua  sesalku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reff:&lt;br /&gt;Kau adalah darahku&lt;br /&gt;Kau adalah jantungku&lt;br /&gt;Kau adalah hidup ku lengkapi diriku oh sayang engkau begitu sempurna .. sempurna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangku engkau begitu sempurna.. sempurna.. sempurna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is about theme...represented by song like the OST on a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being there, especially on the hardest part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my partner, my best friend, the love of my life, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thranduil Táralóm, Luv, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;Alatariel Anárion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11;"  lang="EN-US" &gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 448px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SRgR20ZzGXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hb2pTKnSQL4/s200/exam+result+sem+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-6733446574361989825?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/6733446574361989825/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=6733446574361989825' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/6733446574361989825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/6733446574361989825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/11/examination-results-semester-1.html' title='examination results semester 1'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SRgR20ZzGXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hb2pTKnSQL4/s72-c/exam+result+sem+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-185934213904235696</id><published>2008-11-02T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:25:13.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Luv</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SQ227eSMUHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5i-mJAF-juU/s1600-h/Ai+no+Tenshi.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264064672323883122" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SQ227eSMUHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5i-mJAF-juU/s200/Ai+no+Tenshi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A light shining through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're barely waking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm tangled up in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;do do do do x 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm open, you're closed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worry I won't see your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Light up again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I somehow find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I collide&lt;br /&gt;do do do do x 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quiet, you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make a first impression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've found I'm scared to know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm always on your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the stars refuse to shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of the back you fall in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I somehow find &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost my place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm close behind&lt;br /&gt;do do do do x 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the best fall down sometime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of the doubt that fills your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You finally find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do do do do x2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do do do do x 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You finally find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do do do do x 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-185934213904235696?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/185934213904235696/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=185934213904235696' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/185934213904235696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/185934213904235696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-luv.html' title='Happy Birthday Luv'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SQ227eSMUHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/5i-mJAF-juU/s72-c/Ai+no+Tenshi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-1200600247392329478</id><published>2008-08-13T13:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:36:17.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World is Just... Awesome</title><content type='html'>(Dialogue)&lt;br /&gt;Astronaut 1: It never gets old, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Astronaut 2: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Astronaut 1: It kinda makes you want to...&lt;br /&gt;Astronaut 2: Break into song?Astronaut 1: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the mountains,I love the clear blue skies&lt;br /&gt;I love big bridges&lt;br /&gt;I love when great whites fly&lt;br /&gt;I love the whole world&lt;br /&gt;And all its sights and sounds&lt;br /&gt;Boom-de-yadda, boom-de-yadda (twice)&lt;br /&gt;I love the oceans&lt;br /&gt;I love real dirty things&lt;br /&gt;I love to go fast&lt;br /&gt;I love Egyptian kings&lt;br /&gt;I love the whole world&lt;br /&gt;And all its craziness&lt;br /&gt;Boom-de-yadda, boom-de-yadda (twice)&lt;br /&gt;I love tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Arachnids" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arachnids"&gt;arachnids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love hot &lt;a title="Magma" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magma"&gt;magma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the giant squids&lt;br /&gt;I love the whole worldIt's such a brilliant place&lt;br /&gt;Boom-de-yadda, boom-de-yadda (repeating until fade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ccc3869904db7e44" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dccc3869904db7e44%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331275252%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66A87C60DC26FAC506B965CB415973300C6230C0.232BF74B405C4F396D2805433118316049928DB7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dccc3869904db7e44%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEOgKghi3TFWm2a86LZhofsrooN0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dccc3869904db7e44%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331275252%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66A87C60DC26FAC506B965CB415973300C6230C0.232BF74B405C4F396D2805433118316049928DB7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dccc3869904db7e44%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEOgKghi3TFWm2a86LZhofsrooN0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-1200600247392329478?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://dsc.discovery.com/video/?playerId=203711706&amp;categoryId=1488640350&amp;lineupId=1504354140&amp;titleId=1509264631' title='The World is Just... 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Awesome'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-348927620396430993</id><published>2008-08-11T21:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:45:40.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Good To Be True:  A Story of a Secret Admirer.</title><content type='html'>To good to be true is commonly used to describe something we want or desire but impossible to attain. In this case it’s about men who were previously came in to my life, filing in the days with experience how to fall in love to someone. No matter what the reason why you’re fall in love with these guys. In short, i want to talk about men who i fell in love with but it’s impossibe for me to become their loved one. Basically, it's only a story on how i became a secret admirer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first guy i’ve ever fell in love with was my senior at junior high school. His name is PIN. I’m his junior at class IE and he’s my senior at class IIIE. I begun to become his secret admirer when i realized his face is look a like the teenager actor, who played a role as the jockey of a horse in a TV series called The Black Stallion. I really like the show and that’s why i kinda like finding the actor in the reality life. Although it’s also in unreal situation as i only just a secret admirer, who barely talked to him. Hahahaha...what a stupid young teenagers can be. I always came early when my class started at 1.00pm to wait for him accrossed in front of me on his way home, as he’s got the morning class and i’ve got afternoon class. I stopped became his secret admirer once his little brother, who also my senior, knew that i was admiring his brother. He also found out that i was the one who sent anynomous card to his brother on Valentine’s Day. I was so embarassed at that time, even though it already passed 1 year after the Valentine’s Day. Moreover, he likes to tease me if there’s anything new related to his brother. The last time he was teasing me is when PIN got married. I’m so happy to hear the news, but why bother teasing me as i already lost my feeling to PIN anyway. Hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second guy that i fell in love was my senior when i was conducting my undergraduate. His name is RDP. I don’t really remember when i met him for the first time. But since that time i was involved in such an uncommon relationship with a friend, i tend to have a particular description on what is the kind of man i would pay attention to. My ideal description of a man at that time: He should be tall, white, and wearing glasses. All the description match with the “friend” except RDP are more though phisically. Then again, i became a secret admirer. But i didn’t feel the same way as when i was became a secret admirer of PIN. Back then it felt like i was more mature in the feeling. It wasn’t just give the happy feeling, but also the calm. Felt it like something heavy on my heart everytime i saw him. Unfortunately, he already got a girlfriend at that time, which is the one he married till now. Huhuhuhuhu...i’m happy to know that he got the love of his life, but also sad on the other side. The bravest thing i’ve ever done was only text him one night pretending that i sent the wrong message. I called him Hunchback of Notredame and i called my self Pocahontas. Hahahahaha. The last contact i’ve ever made to him was just a text to congratz him on the day he graduated. Now i can still look at his friendster if i got curious about him, but still have no gut to add him as his friend. Yea rite, as he would want to add me as we don’t know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third guy is my own lecturer at GSB. For the sake of my academic performance i tend not to tell his name. I finally found what is the most type of man i would adore. The smart and cool type. No need to be handsome, but once i found out that he’s clean, intellectual, tidy and really smart, i instantly would pay attention to him. The way he talks and lecture us just made me melted even more. My heart is pounding everytime we met. And the worst part is, we’re going to meet at least once a week this semester. On one side, it means i don’t have to be wandering all the time when i can meet him just like i did with RDP. But at the other side, sometime i was just too amazed by him. The way he talks, the way he dresses, the way he act, no need to ask for his education laa, made me lost sometime in the class. Hahahahaha. I’m not sure if this is just my another phase of becoming a secret admirer. But there’s one thing i can be sure of, he reminds me of my boyfriend in a way. Phew...it’s going to be a though semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also another men who got involved in my luv life. But, it’s going to be another story to tell. Sometime......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially dedicated to Black Stallion, Huncback of Notredame, and Dr.Smart.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the life experience and the chance to share it with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-348927620396430993?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/348927620396430993/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=348927620396430993' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/348927620396430993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/348927620396430993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-good-to-be-true-story-of-secret_11.html' title='To Good To Be True:  A Story of a Secret Admirer.'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-1056346965860648770</id><published>2008-05-29T21:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:39:47.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BECKHAM SCORES 70 YARD GOAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sunday, May 25, 2008 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;David Beckham and Landon Donovan contributed two of Los Angeles' three second-half goals Saturday as the Galaxy rallied for a 3-1 victory over the Kansas City Wizards in a Major League Soccer contest. Beckham's injury time insurance goal was his fourth of the season for the Galaxy, who moved to the top of the MLS Western Conference with their second straight victory. The win marked the first time this season the Galaxy have put together back-to-back victories. Beckham rounded off the triumph with a 70-yard sot into an empty net. Edson Buddle had given the Galaxy the lead in the 74th minute, slotting home a low shot off a feed from Donovan. Claudio Lopez had opened the scoring for Kansas City in the 40th minute, and Donovan equalized with a penalty in the 54th after he was brought down by Tyson Wahl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a nice birthday gift from him! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SD6wvxSOZaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KgYQW58kq40/s1600-h/david_beckham_70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205792554016990626" style="WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="127" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SD6wvxSOZaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KgYQW58kq40/s200/david_beckham_70.jpg" width="392" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-1056346965860648770?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/1056346965860648770/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=1056346965860648770' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/1056346965860648770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/1056346965860648770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/beckham-scores-60-yard-goal.html' title='BECKHAM SCORES 70 YARD GOAL'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SD6wvxSOZaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KgYQW58kq40/s72-c/david_beckham_70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-4958842011534251506</id><published>2008-05-29T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T15:00:10.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call (Regina Spektor) - OST The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian</title><content type='html'>It started out as a feeling&lt;br /&gt;Which then grew into a hope&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet thought&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then that word grew louder and louder&lt;br /&gt;'Til it was a battle cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When you call me&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean it's never Been this way before&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is try to know Who your friends are&lt;br /&gt;As you head off to the war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick a star on the dark horizon&lt;br /&gt;And follow the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back to the beginning&lt;br /&gt;It's just a feeling and now one knows yet&lt;br /&gt;But just because they can't feel it too&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that you have to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your memories grow stronger ans stronger&lt;br /&gt;'Til they're before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to myself and my luv....Jia You&lt;br /&gt;Counting back 25 days before i left to KL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-4958842011534251506?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/4958842011534251506/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=4958842011534251506' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/4958842011534251506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/4958842011534251506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/call-regina-spektor-ost-chronicles-of.html' title='The Call (Regina Spektor) - OST The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-5503098025331956081</id><published>2008-05-25T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:37:58.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday...happy birthday..&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a blessing day i've ever had so far in my life, why:&lt;br /&gt;1. The first kiss and a hug from my love saying happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;2. No phone calls or message waking me up to say happy birthay, sorry folks.... i need time to be alone and enjoying my birthday with good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;3. A shake and a warm hug from my daddy, my mummy, brother, and sister.&lt;br /&gt;4. A 70 yards goal by David Beckham on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;5. I've got accepted at National University of Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;6. University of The Sunshine Coast has accepted my proposal to apply for Endeavour Awards.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm having a dinner with my family to celebrate all of the blessings tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-5503098025331956081?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/5503098025331956081/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=5503098025331956081' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/5503098025331956081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/5503098025331956081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-4294200921995755645</id><published>2008-05-25T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T16:49:06.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar Return Birthday Reading</title><content type='html'>Section 1: The Sun In The Solar Return Chart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun Aspects Saturn       &lt;br /&gt;Sun-Saturn aspects in the solar return chart tend to imply a sense of structure. Whether this structure becomes supportive or restrictive is up to the individual's ability to handle Saturnian issues in a positive manner. This is not meant to be a depressing time, but it does entail stark realism. Accurate perceptions of existing situations are essential to either accepting or changing future expectations. The refusal to accept responsibility for one's own life situation or to work within obvious limitations can lead to frustration, isolation, and loneliness. Limitations are not an essential characteristic of Saturnian aspects, but denote a need to be more realistic and patient. Changes are slow and involve careful planning, hard work, and discipline. Many times a major project is being worked on for most of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun Aspects Mars       &lt;br /&gt;Mars symbolizes the energy necessary for successful accomplishments. When Mars aspects the Sun, it is a good time to work on a project that requires a great deal of energy to complete. Success can come in the form of personal or professional achievement, or with defense. Relationships tend to be competitive, and you need to balance self-centered drives with the needs of others. Learning to deal with aggression, conflict, and anger in an effective rather than detrimental way can enable the individual to handle negative situations positively. Less spiritual themes involve destructive or self-destructive urges. Prolonged anger creates blockages which waste energy in a cycle of negative emotions that have no real purpose or goal. It is better to direct efforts into positive endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun Aspects Venus       &lt;br /&gt;Just as in the natal chart, the solar return Sun is never more than 46 degrees from Venus, so it does not form any major aspects other than the conjunction. Venus conjunct the Sun indicates that personal reward or sacrifice in the form of money, self-esteem, values, or relationships is intimately tied up with the goals of the Sun. Laziness might be very detrimental, while one can reap great benefits from a personal best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section 2: Mercury In The Solar Return Chart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercury Aspects Neptune       &lt;br /&gt;Neptune in aspect to Mercury in the solar return chart suggests working with the less clearly defined psychological drives such as compassion, creativity, and spirituality. Your sensitivity to subtle emotional connections among all people increases your concern for certain individuals in particular and humanity as a whole. You are able to acquire information through intuitive and psychic insights. Dealing with these subtle themes can lead to some uncertainty and confusion in the thinking process. Increased intuitive or psychic awareness can precede the ability to weigh this information for its accuracy. It is sometimes difficult to discriminate between what is really psychic and what is more closely akin to worry, fear, or false hope. It is also difficult to find practical applications for idealistic concepts and inspirations which are represented by this combination. Therefore, stress can sometimes be associated with the more spiritual manifestations of Neptune-Mercury aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercury Aspects Uranus       &lt;br /&gt;Uranus-Mercury aspects suggest that you are open to new ideas which may take the form of new information you are learning or new concepts you are developing yourself. These aspects can show great creativity since they imply that the individual is able to approach problems from many different angles and is not locked into one structured way of thinking. Use this time to be innovative and original. Brainstorm with others. But, because your mind is somewhat unstructured, your ability to think clearly may be interrupted by erratic impulses and an inability to concentrate over any length of time. New information may be more exciting than reorganizing what you already know. If you must work on a major project that requires sustained mental energy, take frequent breaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-4294200921995755645?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/4294200921995755645/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=4294200921995755645' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/4294200921995755645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/4294200921995755645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/solar-return-birthday-reading.html' title='Solar Return Birthday Reading'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-3816232121205795078</id><published>2008-05-20T16:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:57:59.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 things i hate about my boyfriend</title><content type='html'>1. I hate when he care less about our meeting and choose his family command over me. I know i don't have any rights to force him to disobey his family as i only his girlfriend, but please give some respect to a promise. Can i put my trust, my life, and my love to someone who even don't care to keep his promise?&lt;br /&gt;2. I hate when he pushes me away if i want to give him a kiss or a hug. I know he's still working at that moment or he pushed me because he doesn't want anyone to see us kissing or hugging. But still, i hate the way he does it. There's so much better way to do it!! i feel like i'm not his girfriend.&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate when he’s more willing to spend the time in the afternoon at his campus than spend it&lt;br /&gt;with me, even when he doesn’t have teaching schedule.&lt;br /&gt;4. I even hate him more when he can easily leaves his campus to go picnic with his family while&lt;br /&gt;he’s so difficult to ask if it was me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I hate him when he forget about anything i asked for easily more than it was before back in time when our relationship started. We haven’t become a husband and wife yet, but why he’s&lt;br /&gt;already act like a dull husbands?&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate him when he wakes up late everyday. Although i don’t agree in many things with my&lt;br /&gt;Mom, but i do agree with one of her philosophies, wake up late makes your rizqi go away.&lt;br /&gt;7. I hate him when he act like a child as he’s the youngest children while i’m the eldest children&lt;br /&gt;in the family needs to become a younger one than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why 7? Again it’s my lucky number. I wish one day he can understand why sometimes i get easily mad at him. Even though the title shows about hating someone, it doesn't mean i don't love him. It just sometime i can't stand the way he treats me. I hate to talk about it but sometime i just can't hold it anymore so i need to write it down as i couldn't tell anyone about this. For the sake of my soul and my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love you, so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-3816232121205795078?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/3816232121205795078/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=3816232121205795078' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/3816232121205795078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/3816232121205795078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/7-things-i-hate-about-my-boyfriend.html' title='7 things i hate about my boyfriend'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-2130607136363763022</id><published>2008-05-20T11:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:56:41.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Laptop is OK now......</title><content type='html'>After went through several trial and error, finally my laptop returned on Saturday 17th May 2008. I am so happy and relieved now. Being apart from my laptop is like being apart from a boyfriend, a soulmate. I am so glad it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 3rd laptop actually. The first one is a Toshiba that my daddy bought me when i was a 3rd year student at University of Indonesia. I sent back my PC and asked my friend Hadi to buy it for me. It cost a lot at that time, about 14millions rupiah. I bought it as at that time i started to live separately at a private dorm house from my cousin who is going to move living in Bekasi. The second laptop was an Acer one, a 15" widescreen from Aspire series which i bought with my own saving in the 2nd year i worked with Reins.Ltd. I sold it half price to my father's employee and then bought this laptop. A much smaller one, as it's only 12". I bought this as a preparation if i have to leave to continue my study to a master degree. It won't be nice if i bring all the way a 15" laptop as it will be heavy and big. It still an Acer from Aspire series. Why the same brand and series? No special reason, it just suitable with my budget and has all the things i need for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as my laptop is back to normal, i can get back to do anything as usual in my laptop. Everything. Working (which made my can buy this laptop), reading emails from friends, customizing my friendster and facebook account, watching my favourite tv series, playing mini games, playing the Sims 2 speaking of which i haven't reinstall it to my laptop since i got it back from my love, and of course posting to this blog. It's all come back to as it was even my favourite wallpaper is installed. A picture of the whole casts of Asterix, of course the cartoon version one. The transformed Vista style also installed now. The operating system is actually windows XP proffesional, the original one not from the service pack series. So if you open my laptop, you will view a vista look instead of XP. I prefer not to install vista as not so many programs i'm using are compatible with the vista. Yet i like how it's look so i was so happy when my love found a program that can make the look of XP becomes Vista. Thanks to you love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SDJPw9b4DLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZGnBmme7B1g/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SDJQm9b4DNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NLVj2L0RBZ8/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202309149823077586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SDJQm9b4DNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NLVj2L0RBZ8/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SDJPw9b4DMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JLMIdGlRqMM/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202308222110141634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SDJPw9b4DMI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JLMIdGlRqMM/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-2130607136363763022?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/2130607136363763022/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=2130607136363763022' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/2130607136363763022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/2130607136363763022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-laptop-is-ok-now.html' title='My Laptop is OK now......'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SDJQm9b4DNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NLVj2L0RBZ8/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-2835367983428058637</id><published>2008-05-20T10:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:59:56.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lucky Number 7</title><content type='html'>7 things? why 7? These are several reason that make 7 as my lucky number. It sounds cliche but i like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It refers to David Beckham's number when he was a member of Manchester United squad teams.&lt;br /&gt;2. It refers to David Beckham's number when he was the England's Best Captain ever.&lt;br /&gt;3. It's the sum of David Beckham birth date and month 2nd of May (2+5 = 7).&lt;br /&gt;4. And of course it's the sum of my birth date : 25 (2+5 = 7).&lt;br /&gt;5. 7 is my 7th digit number of my student number (0698007158) when i was studying at Economics Faculty of University of Indonesia which shows that i was a PPKB student, student that doesn't need to take the UMPTN test to become a university student.&lt;br /&gt;6. 7 is the last digit number of my home number.&lt;br /&gt;7. 7 is the last digit number for both of my mobile phone number. One of them even had 7 as the plate number.&lt;br /&gt;8. 7 is the last digit number of our cars plate number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i can think of for now. This list may be grows in the future, who knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-2835367983428058637?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/2835367983428058637/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=2835367983428058637' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/2835367983428058637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/2835367983428058637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-lucky-number-7.html' title='My Lucky Number 7'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-2114041156803078044</id><published>2008-05-15T14:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T14:42:41.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one mistake followed by bad things happened!!</title><content type='html'>i'm so stressed out!!! Just because i was interested in the chance to upgrade my windows so i can update my pirate software online freely, now i have to reinstall and reformat my computer back to the original condition. Ugghhhh!! Then i got infected by Xanoa.html virus when the installation process of genuine McAffee was in progress :(&lt;br /&gt;It made me have to install another antivirus that can detect this Xanoa virus as Mc.Affee couldn't detect it. In such a rush i installed other antivirus before uninstalling Mc.Affee first which then made my computer crashed. Huhuhuhuhu....good thing i can still run it in save mode. But once again, how unfortunately i was, the virus was still there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i've got my computer reinstalled and reformatted again! the virus was long gone, but my USB port wasn't recognize by the computer. i don't what's wrong with the installation progress. Hiks. I gave up, and i gave it up to my boyfriend to fix it. Hope it will be Ok tomorrow so I wouldn't left behind in my work. Now i have to use my office computer, which is a litle bit slow......&lt;br /&gt;poor me... :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-2114041156803078044?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/2114041156803078044/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=2114041156803078044' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/2114041156803078044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/2114041156803078044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-mistake-followed-by-bad-things.html' title='one mistake followed by bad things happened!!'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-2875227466558357213</id><published>2008-05-08T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:32:40.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all of my loved ones are ill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;pfhhhh...what a hard week or month i can tell is going on now. i supposed to have a moment of joy this month as this month is the month i was born 28 years ago. oh wow, i'm gonna be 28 in 17 days. another big responsibilities including taking care of my love ones whose health are not in good conditions. what makes it hard recently is because i couldn't get the support to be the tough person as usual. my recycle bin of patience is already  overused by these 3 persons whom i love so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;first of all, my luvely daddy as always, whining all the time about his illness which most of them are coming from his mind worrying about his health is not as good as it was when he was younger. whining about the food served in our tables as it's not delicious and make him losing his appetites. the food is ok actually as all the vitamin and elements needed are in the food. my dad just don't like the way it made as my home assistant has limited variousity of recipes to make it more delightful. he prefers to buy food which sometime is not healthy. As he did enjoy his younger, healthy and succesful life back then by eating every kind of food he likes, now he becomes a picky person when it comes to the food he'll eat. not to add his coughs. it hurts when i heard him coughs hardly. it's a results of long term smoking habits. good thing he's already stop smoking. and moreover to add the worst, his liver isn't in good condition as it was. its function has decreased. this one makes him worry more than ever. we're all worry about his liver, but sometimes his whining habits and not trying to take care of his own health makes me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the other whiner is my dear mum. same old and same habits with my dad. whining all the time about her health. i don't feel well here and there if i want to say it short :) the good thing is, she can adjust not to whine when other people are worst than she is. so she can be though when my dad is whining :). i'm glad you can do this mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what makes me mad is that i always be their whining recycle bin. first and second time yes i can make it. but when it becomes a never ending habits while they never try to make a change, i can no longer hold it. that's the time when i  have this odd look on the face, meaning BeTe, meaning angry, and then shut my mouth up to prevent it from saying dissapointing and harsh but straight to the point words. bitch as it seems but i get to the point which is the true things. but both of them always think they're right in every words they say and every action they take as they're older and have more experience of life than me, meaning stubborn!! we're all stubborn, never hear each other but willing to hear from other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what makes me calm down after that is a hug from my love, my soulmate, my bestfriend. my husband to be at the moment as he's the closest person i can get a hug. not to put aside my other soulmates and bestfriends. it just because they phisically couldn't give me a hug as they're phisically not in the same land with me, spreads through the archipelago of Indonesia. a hug from a loved one is definitely a relief in the soul. i don't need his calming words. just a simple hug and little kiss in the cheek will suddenly throw away all the burden from my shoulders, from my brain, and my tiny cells of blood. pushing the blood flow back to normal which will lead to a sense of relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but now, my soulmate is ill as well. who can i turn my back on to get a hug.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wish you all three get well soon....luv u folks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-2875227466558357213?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/2875227466558357213/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=2875227466558357213' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/2875227466558357213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/2875227466558357213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/all-of-my-loved-ones-are-ill.html' title='all of my loved ones are ill'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-6998700394988190034</id><published>2008-05-06T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:54:04.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOME PEOPLE ARE BORN TO PLAY FOOTBALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SCBw7X5bLuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/f2dwlUY-rqk/s1600-h/totallydavidbeckham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SCBw7X5bLuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/f2dwlUY-rqk/s200/totallydavidbeckham.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197278135315017442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After attending the Bobby Charlton Soccer School aged 11, impressing coaches with his natural ability (and becoming skills champion for his age group), David’s future was effectively secured when he signed for Manchester United as a trainee in 1991.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following a short spell on loan at Preston North End, David fulfilled a dream when he made his Premier League debut with Manchester United in 1995 against Leeds. During the 1996/97 season, he famously scored from the halfway line (a feat not even the great Pele accomplished) against Wimbledon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the turn of the millennium, David was a household name. Not only as a treble winner with United, but also as a world renowned free-kick specialist and an England regular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only a matter of time before he was granted the England captaincy, a major achievement and personal milestone for the player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now regarded as one of the world’s premier footballers and a hero to fans across the globe, he has established The David Beckham Academy in both London and Los Angeles, an exciting new football school focusing on the development of young players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through hard work and determination David realised his dream to be a professional footballer. It’s a journey that has taken him around the world to play on the greatest footballing stages for some of the biggest clubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is a journey that is not yet over….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-6998700394988190034?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.davidbeckham.com/footballarticle.php?id=35&amp;lastpage=1' title='SOME PEOPLE ARE BORN TO PLAY FOOTBALL'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/6998700394988190034/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=6998700394988190034' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/6998700394988190034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/6998700394988190034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-people-are-born-to-play-football.html' title='SOME PEOPLE ARE BORN TO PLAY FOOTBALL'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/SCBw7X5bLuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/f2dwlUY-rqk/s72-c/totallydavidbeckham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-5751062711368554850</id><published>2008-05-05T14:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T16:32:42.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CongratZ to d winneR oF LoseR aWardS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;taattaaaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;.................................and the winner is.............. m3!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to me as i received the Loser Awards for the third time. It's an honour that not everyone in the world can have it. I've won it for the scholarship loser category. First time winner was the APS scholarship, awarded after i passed the interview stage. The second time was the Pre-Reg Stuned scholarship, i even didn't pass the administration stage. The third one, which is the latest was the Dikti (DHE) Scholarship funded by APBN of my country.  This latter one, was a joke at all. All of us the loser candidates didn't get any explanation on why did we have failed on the administration stage. Can you imagine how sad those expertises from my university who did all the way to get a Letter of Acceptance by its own and then left to be untold what was going on their scholarship application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The authority has unofficially said (as it was a speech not a written expression or statement as we received if we failed in foreign fund provider for the scholarship always does) that we failed it because:&lt;br /&gt;1. We don't have an unconditional offer letter,&lt;br /&gt;2. Our TOEFL or IELTS score was not reach the standard or has been expired,&lt;br /&gt;3. Our choosen fields were not appropriate, and&lt;br /&gt;4. Our application were not complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the reasons that in purpose to shut us up which was stupid at all as&lt;br /&gt;1. We do have unconditional offer letter,&lt;br /&gt;2. Our IELTS and TOEFL score reach the standard, otherwise we won't get unconditional offer letter&lt;br /&gt;   from the university we're applying,&lt;br /&gt;3. What kind of reason is this, so unrealistic as of course we chose field of study that match with our&lt;br /&gt;    core.&lt;br /&gt;4. There's no way it's not complete as we should pass the education department at our university&lt;br /&gt;   whose checking our completeness before it sent to DHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Careless Act of Unprofessional Human Resource&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all assumed that as this DHE institution hands were full of 2 thousands of application sent&lt;br /&gt;from over Indonesia and they sort it out by the Russian Roulette technique :D, who got lucky get the scholarship. Why do we have this assumption? As one of pur colleague who didn't submit their research proposal and other one has expired IELTS score got the chance to have interview!! It's so unfair. Other funny thing is that they have unofficially  stated that who didn't get the scholarship in 2008, there will be another in 2009. This statement&lt;br /&gt;was so unresponsible. They're giving hope without guarantee or even explanation if it will be&lt;br /&gt;a postponed scholarship, or we should start it over again from the beginning, meaning reapply the scholarship for the next bacth which definitely stated that we failed. They don't even care at all what bad image and relationship we're facing through the university we're applying. I can imagine that those Unies around the world will be extracareful when it comes to funded by the government. The long bureaucracy we should through will make bad impression to our government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Awareness of Blessings in Disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, there's no way i would be sad as i know GOD has all the explanation even if i still couldn't understand it yet for the moment. I know somewhere somehow GOD has its own plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;One day i'll be understand what it's all about. I'm praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-5751062711368554850?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/5751062711368554850/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=5751062711368554850' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/5751062711368554850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/5751062711368554850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/05/congratz-to-d-winner-of-loser-awards.html' title='CongratZ to d winneR oF LoseR aWardS'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-5334618179524065325</id><published>2008-04-11T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T16:15:27.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain  (Lennon/McCartney)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/R_8d6mmdDpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/w90iiOEYkrQ/s1600-h/AB003367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187898188385554066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/R_8d6mmdDpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/w90iiOEYkrQ/s200/AB003367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the rain comes they run and hide their heads.&lt;br /&gt;They might as well be dead.&lt;br /&gt;If the rain comes, if the rain comes.&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shines they slip into the shade&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shines down.)&lt;br /&gt;And drink their lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shines down.)&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shines, when the sun shines.&lt;br /&gt;Rain, I don't mind.Shine, the weather's fine.&lt;br /&gt;I can show you that when it starts to rain,&lt;br /&gt;(When the sun shines down.)&lt;br /&gt;Everything's the same.&lt;br /&gt;(When the sun shines down.)&lt;br /&gt;I can show you, I can show you.&lt;br /&gt;Rain, I don't mind.Shine, the weather's fine.&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me, that when it rains and shines,&lt;br /&gt;(When the sun shines down.)&lt;br /&gt;It's just a state of mind?&lt;br /&gt;(When the sun shines down.)&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me, can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;If the rain comes they run and hide their heads.&lt;br /&gt;Rain&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-5334618179524065325?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/5334618179524065325/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=5334618179524065325' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/5334618179524065325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/5334618179524065325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/04/rain-lennonmccartney.html' title='Rain  (Lennon/McCartney)'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/R_8d6mmdDpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/w90iiOEYkrQ/s72-c/AB003367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-6012637440234945801</id><published>2008-04-11T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T16:09:49.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fortuNE tEller reading bout Me - I am So ProUd 2be a Gemini!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;You came into this life equipped with great curiosity, a lively, versatile, inquisitive mind, and an urge for constant learning and new experiences.  Your most basic inner drive is to communicate, to make connections and association (between people or ideas), and to develop your gift for language and expressing yourself through the spoken or written word.  Thus, you, being an intermediary or messenger, a translator, a teacher, a broadcaster, a correspondent, or in some field where you can mix and mingle and interact with a broad spectrum of people, suits you well.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;        Fascinated by life's seemingly endless variety and the multitude of options and choices available to you, you may flit from one person, job, hobby, or location to the next, restlessly seeking new experiences and stimuli.  Even if you do not do this in your outward behavior, inwardly your mind is in constant motion, and you require a healthy dose of variation and mental or social stimulation in your life in order to approach anything resembling contentment.  Skimming lightly over the surface of life, however, can lead to a shallowness of understanding and a fluttering away of your energies. &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/7558869892557270932-6012637440234945801?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/6012637440234945801/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=6012637440234945801' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/6012637440234945801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/6012637440234945801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/04/fortune-teller-reading-bout-me-i-am-so.html' title='fortuNE tEller reading bout Me - I am So ProUd 2be a Gemini!'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-2941512541067717276</id><published>2008-03-04T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:06:55.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfections versus AngeR mAn@g3MeNt *&amp;%$#^@&amp;!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/R8z0yHb5MiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G3Xj6pvaIsg/s1600-h/foggy_eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173779213768536610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/R8z0yHb5MiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G3Xj6pvaIsg/s200/foggy_eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The problem with trying to be in control is that you're so focused on what has to be that you don't give yourself a chance to see what could be. And when you found out that you’ve failed, you’ll get angry so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's definitely my greatest problem at the moment. I'm always trying to be perfect in doing anything, trying to stick to whatever I have planned in life, in building relationship with others, and anything related to my goals for the rest of my life. And everybody, even my self already knew that would never happen. I can't take all the control what has to be happened as there's always be uncertainty in life. I even learned it in one of my subject back to uni period. Nothing is certain, I will never get a 100% of everything I planned cause there is X factor which could be, a flawed plan, a mistaken in the process, or the most important thing is that's not what Allah has planned for you. I always remember this idiom "Human are able to plan, but Allah is still the one who can grant". I already knew that efforts and tawakkal is the key to be able to accept whatever the result is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, talk is always easier than done. At the moment, I’m still struggling to be able to do it rather than talk about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-2941512541067717276?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/2941512541067717276/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=2941512541067717276' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/2941512541067717276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/2941512541067717276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/03/perfections-versus-anger-mang3ment.html' title='Perfections versus AngeR mAn@g3MeNt *&amp;%$#^@&amp;!'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/R8z0yHb5MiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G3Xj6pvaIsg/s72-c/foggy_eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-4927852043728410290</id><published>2008-03-04T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:48:57.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love and life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;love and life&lt;br /&gt;1. apa arti keluarga untuk kamu? * everything (limited definition for which one I consider as my family, blood related and unrelated)&lt;br /&gt;2. kalau saja kamu bisa mengubah hidupmu, apa yang ingin kamu ubah? * I wish I don't have to waste 7 years just for experiencing first love :D&lt;br /&gt;3. apakah kamu pernah jatuh cinta? bagaimana rasanya? * speechless&lt;br /&gt;4. ceritakan bagaimana kisah cinta kamu semenjak 6 bulan lalu hingga detik ini! * so far so good&lt;br /&gt;5. apakah kamu pernah merasa sangat kangen seseorang tapi kamu tau kamu tidak akan bisa menemuinya dan menghubungi nya?bagaimana perasaanmu? * sad, but a hug from him will be enough to wipe it.&lt;br /&gt;6. apa kamu pernah menangis karena orang yg kamu sayangi? * yea..yea…even it's for stupid reasons sometime..&lt;br /&gt;7. apakah kamu sedang jatuh cinta? * you tell me!&lt;br /&gt;8. apa arti pacar untukmu? * soulmate?agreed!&lt;br /&gt;9. apakah sahabat sangat berarti * definetely&lt;br /&gt;10. apa hadiah yang ingin kamu berikan untuk orang-orang yang kamu sayangi dan menyayangi kamu? * anything&lt;br /&gt;11. kamu pernah melawan orang tuamu? apakah kamu menyesal? * we've argue a lot, may GOD forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;12. jika saja ada sahabatmu yang mengkhianati kamu,apa yg akan kamu lakukan kepadanya? * wipe it away from every aspect of my life&lt;br /&gt;13. apa arti kehidupan kamu menurut kamu? * too sort to live by&lt;br /&gt;14. apa yg kamu pelajari dari hidup kamu? * bless of ALLAH is everything&lt;br /&gt;15. apa pesan kamu untuk orang yg kamu sayang? * love u so… babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-4927852043728410290?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/4927852043728410290/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-6125236486909738901</id><published>2008-03-04T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:45:48.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HURRICANE, a song by Eric Bennet</title><content type='html'>Standing here in disarray&lt;br /&gt;A calm serenity&lt;br /&gt;The winds of change can devastate&lt;br /&gt;And it took this much for me&lt;br /&gt;With nowhere to run and no reason left to hide&lt;br /&gt;Gonna hold on&lt;br /&gt;All the walls around are broken down&lt;br /&gt;Now I can hear the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by everything I want&lt;br /&gt;But nothing that I need&lt;br /&gt;I was blinded by the absurdity&lt;br /&gt;Losing all identity&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes what you fear the most is what you need&lt;br /&gt;To find that road&lt;br /&gt;Right around that curve a lesson learned&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have the eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hurricane, a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Is sometimes the only way to wash away the pain&lt;br /&gt;A hurricane, a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Is sometimes the only thing that brings you back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With poison toys I'd isolate&lt;br /&gt;But the wind was strong and true&lt;br /&gt;But now I see where the treause is'&lt;br /&gt;Cause they only blocked my view&lt;br /&gt;I'm spiraling down but so oblivious&lt;br /&gt;Got to find my way home&lt;br /&gt;There's a heart that bleeds trapped in me&lt;br /&gt;But how do I break this shell of stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hurricane, a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Is sometimes the only way to wash away the pain&lt;br /&gt;A hurricane, a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Is sometimes the only thing that brings you back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I cried, the tears wouldn't fall&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I tried to break those walls&lt;br /&gt;And feel your love&lt;br /&gt;But I came alive inside&lt;br /&gt;When I finally found my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hurricane, a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Is sometimes the only way to wash away the pain&lt;br /&gt;A hurricane, a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Is sometimes the only thing that brings you back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by eRic bEnN3t&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-6125236486909738901?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/6125236486909738901/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=6125236486909738901' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/6125236486909738901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/6125236486909738901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/03/hurricane-song-by-eric-bennet.html' title='HURRICANE, a song by Eric Bennet'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558869892557270932.post-4935527422966446388</id><published>2008-03-04T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:41:29.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-possessive-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/R8zu4Xb5MhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q73ySSwNfRI/s1600-h/J0341645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173772724072952338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/R8zu4Xb5MhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q73ySSwNfRI/s320/J0341645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You always put everything behind when it comes to her. Everything that supposed to be the most priority, campus stuff that can’t be leaved, nearly deadline office project, you left it once she came. Promises are forgotten or at least modified just to spend the day with her. I would never hate that little girl, but why she took all that supposed to be my time? Mum above everything can be tolerated, but sisters, brothers, nieces, campus, offices above me? How should I feel about it? It always likes that over and over again. Am I wrong to feel sad for being left behind? You might feel I just being over reacted, and may consider it to cut me from your future plan. But you will have her for all of your life when she turns 5, right!!! But what happened to me once you decide to break this? I have nothing in blood that can connect me to you forever…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am a silly girl who gets jealous with your own blood related. I am a selfish person who can’t share you with others. I am a psycho girl who can’t stand you spending time with others. I am a sick person whose never succeed in learning how to share you. I am only just a human who love you more than I love myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=300,height=200,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://elleen7skipper.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558869892557270932-4935527422966446388?l=skipper7zone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/feeds/4935527422966446388/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558869892557270932&amp;postID=4935527422966446388' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/4935527422966446388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558869892557270932/posts/default/4935527422966446388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://skipper7zone.blogspot.com/2008/03/possessive.html' title='-possessive-'/><author><name>elleen7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15618746511888171406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__YaA_Dn7GAs/R8zu4Xb5MhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Q73ySSwNfRI/s72-c/J0341645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
