<?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-8050211161037307390</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:31:06.177+08:00</updated><category term='Rika&apos;s favourite video'/><category term='Rika the healthy girl wannabe'/><category term='Rika the shopaholic'/><category term='Rika the glutton'/><category term='Rika&apos;s determination'/><category term='Rika the trainee'/><category term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><category term='Rika&apos;s favourite show'/><category term='Rika thinks alot'/><category term='Rika and friends'/><category term='Rika and family'/><category term='Rika&apos;s favourite song'/><category term='Rika needs attention'/><category term='Rika&apos;s fashion sense'/><category term='Rika loves flowers'/><category term='Rika&apos;s being emo'/><category term='Rika the nerd'/><title type='text'>Rika revealed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-3261952925864875287</id><published>2008-10-31T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:48:40.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika needs attention'/><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, just to inform you that I have moved my house to wordpress~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for switching that often.... &lt;a href="http://rikalicious.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;CLICK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;here to my new home~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me alone ya. See you at&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rikalicious.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://rikalicious.wordpress.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-3261952925864875287?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3261952925864875287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=3261952925864875287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/3261952925864875287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/3261952925864875287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-6191687363526800404</id><published>2008-10-27T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:04:15.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'>你怎么了?</title><content type='html'>到底怎么了?我做错了什么吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至少也让我知道我错在那里吧? 不要不理不睬的，朋友不是这样的吧。很无奈.... 你是怪我没告诉你吗? 对不起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要这样了，好吗?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-6191687363526800404?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6191687363526800404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=6191687363526800404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/6191687363526800404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/6191687363526800404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='你怎么了?'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-7554374416400125679</id><published>2008-10-25T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T00:18:04.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the nerd'/><title type='text'>Lazy bug</title><content type='html'>Watched HSM3 today with San and Be, not as nice as I have expected, both songs and storyline disappoint me, a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof finally replied my email regarding my thesis, with merely few words "hand in as soon as possible, today(Friday) if possible". WHAT? he replied me on Friday and want me to give him on the same day as well. Ok, I admit that I'm lazy enough to do it and keep on procrastinating... Quote Jo's term, TJL~~~~haihz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up Low Pei Gee! You should have LOVE doing research, you know you can gain alot from your research, reasearch makes you more like an undergrads! oh my, I'm so in love with my thesis now, and Imma do it passionately~! No doubt, I'm applying law of attraction, and praying hard for it to come true. Don't get it? Never mind, just make me fall in love with T.H.E.S.I.S. thank you berry much~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-7554374416400125679?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7554374416400125679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=7554374416400125679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/7554374416400125679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/7554374416400125679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/lazy-bug.html' title='Lazy bug'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-4908473059493052984</id><published>2008-10-22T17:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:32:26.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><title type='text'>ANEBODA</title><content type='html'>As Be requested... Imma blog about my new love~ My white wardrobe, named Aneboda. hahaha, in fact, I was wanna blog about it before be asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay, pathetically, I FINALLY have a proper wardrobe. I know, it wasn't those large wardrobe with 4 doors which able to load thousands pieces of clothes... that kind of wardrobe. It is small, yet I'm satisfied to have it. You don't know how sad am I whenever I look back to my old wardrobe, my tears can drop I tell you, not that serious actually. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, stop all the craps, I'm happy with what I have, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SP7z_fZ0QuI/AAAAAAAAB5o/pxL9pRkPWfE/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259909686902407906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SP7z_fZ0QuI/AAAAAAAAB5o/pxL9pRkPWfE/s400/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wardrobe that made my day~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SP7z_XGehyI/AAAAAAAAB5w/EN7651g8e54/s1600-h/DSC00212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259909684673808162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SP7z_XGehyI/AAAAAAAAB5w/EN7651g8e54/s400/DSC00212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When it is empty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SP7z_tcFhdI/AAAAAAAAB54/vjsXJ2WTW64/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259909690670024146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SP7z_tcFhdI/AAAAAAAAB54/vjsXJ2WTW64/s400/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When it is loaded. Oh well, obviously, there are still many space left, that's mean I can get myself more clothes? hahaha. Money~ where are you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, enough for the wardrobe. I swear I'll get a bigger and nicer in the future. *determined*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have just paint my nails red. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cos I'm going to watch HSM3! *crosses fingers*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259912984513670530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SP72_b9m7YI/AAAAAAAAB6A/yt7JgUNyrUA/s400/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Why red? and why HSM? Cos wildcat theme colour is red, I suppose? hahahaha. whatever is it, I just feel like painting it red. *vain*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-4908473059493052984?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4908473059493052984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=4908473059493052984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4908473059493052984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4908473059493052984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/aneboda.html' title='ANEBODA'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SP7z_fZ0QuI/AAAAAAAAB5o/pxL9pRkPWfE/s72-c/DSC00216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-6381034858409941974</id><published>2008-10-15T16:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:16:53.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika needs attention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><title type='text'>Lagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry for lack updates lately. Simply because I have nothing much to update about, ok, not that sad actually, I was rushing for my internship report, it's 90% done, but not my thesis... I'm so bored facing all the paper work....HELP~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just to inform you guys, I might move again, I mean my blog. I found out that wordpress is way more systematic than here... I know, I'm like switching a little too often, just like myself, changing my mind every second... haihz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257288790990924642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SPWkTRSoK2I/AAAAAAAAB5g/TZJdYUrXwCM/s400/ade490c54a3143ea44bfc5fe81858e8b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't tell my feelings now, I just feel bored, not that kind of bored though, you know what I mean??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I must finish my report today, and start the......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thesis? MAYBE.... I really not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'll continue watching Gossip Girl. Ya, I know I'm slow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey, any part time jobs available? I think I need one, tell me if you have any ya, thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-6381034858409941974?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6381034858409941974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=6381034858409941974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/6381034858409941974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/6381034858409941974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/lagged.html' title='Lagged'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SPWkTRSoK2I/AAAAAAAAB5g/TZJdYUrXwCM/s72-c/ade490c54a3143ea44bfc5fe81858e8b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-1588618575694506212</id><published>2008-10-09T05:46:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T11:11:09.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the shopaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'>What a splendid day~!</title><content type='html'>It's 5:48 early in the morning now. I'm 'still' awake. Insomnia?? No, I did fall asleep at 2am, but woke up during the middle of sleep, just because I couldn't bear with the heat, it's a little too spicy. hahaha, you have no idea what am I talking about? Never mind, I'm just telling you that I'm hot. HOT~wtf hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I FINALLY started to worry bout my report and thesis. Yet, I start doing nothing. I got so many things to do, but got no idea where to start. I should have plan on this, I should have think of a simple title for my thesis... I should have write something about yesterday outing first. muahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07 October was Be's birthday, and we had the whole-day-celebration! hahahaha. *Sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we went Vivo in the Ikano to have our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254919978535563586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO054PO3MUI/AAAAAAAAB2I/6ZM52hqfHiI/s400/P9140561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday girl with drinks and menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254919983993781458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO054jkM_NI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/2I4Nn7weL3c/s400/P9140564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be and Jo and the cake named durian. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we didn't buy her a cake to cut and didn't prepare candles for her to blow... we're the best thing she could ever have for her birthday, aren't we? hahaha. We had durian cake, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254919976312887474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO054G872LI/AAAAAAAAB2A/ioNMcUlsFWU/s400/P9140559+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twins. hahahaha. Our outfits look alike, just the upper part though. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254919988528153842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO0540dSBPI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/gK5lUrb0lhM/s400/P9140565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaded scallops. Not bad, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254923271378803794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO0836B3nFI/AAAAAAAAB2o/5w0pJnRnKX4/s400/P9140570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oriental Chicken pizza. Its mandarin name is 东方鸡情... very weird name indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1M2uNCZRI/AAAAAAAAB5I/Ga7tINy4jv0/s1600-h/PA071442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254940843210597650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1M2uNCZRI/AAAAAAAAB5I/Ga7tINy4jv0/s400/PA071442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254919993152997730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO055Fr7iWI/AAAAAAAAB2g/p8oKkXSf23E/s400/P9140566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Carbonara Linguine. I don't really like this, tasteless... Be's friend strongly recommend Delish's carbonara, must go to try ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved to Ikea after the lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254923273260677634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO084BCiugI/AAAAAAAAB2w/HvD_mfhG13k/s400/P9140580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My girls. Oh my~ seeing them transforming from little girls into fair ladies *teary eyes+ soft smile on my face* transform... hahahahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1FBaFNm0I/AAAAAAAAB34/3hTNSoepVd0/s1600-h/P9140632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254932230694607682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1FBaFNm0I/AAAAAAAAB34/3hTNSoepVd0/s400/P9140632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254940840140705874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1M2ixHkFI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/9sUAXSwZdHI/s400/PA071479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They heart this study table a lot, and I adore the price a lot. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1FBXy3j0I/AAAAAAAAB4A/6ClR1eAQ_gk/s1600-h/P9140633.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1FBwI1etI/AAAAAAAAB4I/ZfLMXE0eYSw/s1600-h/P9140635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254932236615383762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1FBwI1etI/AAAAAAAAB4I/ZfLMXE0eYSw/s400/P9140635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mirror mirror on the wall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1FCHStRWI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/lgIS-6dsqbE/s1600-h/P9140637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254932242830804322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1FCHStRWI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/lgIS-6dsqbE/s400/P9140637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmmmph~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1FCUi14eI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/JQiAyPBmqak/s1600-h/P9140638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254932246388138466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1FCUi14eI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/JQiAyPBmqak/s400/P9140638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254923282331258994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO084i1I0HI/AAAAAAAAB3A/L030VIpbz4A/s400/P9140585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Be with the double-decker bed. Would you buy your children double decker in the future? I won't, cos I can't afford to let either one of them to drop down.... hahahaha. *funny* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254923287463723074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO084180AEI/AAAAAAAAB3I/GzuTtALQ-HU/s400/P9140604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rika: (run towards the dining table in rush) Sorry girls, I'm late for the dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls: oh, it's ok, you have never being punctual before also... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*SWEAT* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1CHbHZC8I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Kj8l0zCDgyU/s1600-h/P9140605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254929035516513218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1CHbHZC8I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Kj8l0zCDgyU/s400/P9140605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rika: wow, can I have another bowl of soup?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be: I better keep it, hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*SWEAT SWEAT*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254916636535289282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO021tT59cI/AAAAAAAAB1w/xKzsmgMwSUg/s400/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Pink, Joee's new love~! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254923278516070562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO084UnhqKI/AAAAAAAAB24/fwhFy6vmfcs/s400/P9140583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Rika and Joee in RED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254915686872862402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO01-bivTsI/AAAAAAAAB04/Ya2h54SAh2s/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;San not only pour them with water, but love. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the clerks out there. Are these things happen to your routine job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1CIMLpxAI/AAAAAAAAB3w/MuFXgzMFX30/s1600-h/P9140625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254929048687723522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1CIMLpxAI/AAAAAAAAB3w/MuFXgzMFX30/s400/P9140625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wake up at 6 in the morning, with super insufficient of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254915690632465138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO01-pjGSvI/AAAAAAAAB1A/Oju7Na2EES4/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Reach the office at 8am, and suffering from monday blues, with the whole mind full with ANTM cycle 11 that you watched last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254915689985076802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO01-nIv7kI/AAAAAAAAB1I/Pgm9jW6N-rA/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a break at 3:15pm in the afternoon and have a cup of coffee. Relax~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just as the clock tick at 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254915689406411490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO01-k-yMuI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/Y-VNf5UobXQ/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cruellest boss approach and hand jobS to you, worse still ask you to complete it by today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254916630499834738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO021W08O3I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/mPgQwbrA1Ys/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a closer look at the cruel boss. hahahaha, but a pretty one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254916631117474274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO021ZIMqeI/AAAAAAAAB1g/DBl5Sot9xds/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smart one will just, ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hide the works into the drawer and leave the office sharp at 5:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lame story... but it's true what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when you thought the story has comes to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story is continue. wtf &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254916629978971810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO021U4wfqI/AAAAAAAAB1o/I76DvE19Q2I/s400/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAhahaha, and the clerk back into her comfort zone and rest happily. -The End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've spent hours in Ikea, yeah, we did purchase something there instead of merely taking photos. I had bought a cusion and a mirror. no photo showing, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then had our dinner at Flying Chillies in Midvalley. Ya, we changed the venue as we wanna get be's present in Midvalley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254937458443571874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1Jxs9sUqI/AAAAAAAAB4o/uh5O9iCBSiY/s400/P9150650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jo and be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254937459552483346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1JxxGE-BI/AAAAAAAAB4w/AGRRy88O-Fg/s400/P9150651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;candid shot. haha. see the chef? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254937451223237810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1JxSEOxLI/AAAAAAAAB4g/AZBbCW4vibg/s400/P9150649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same old pose, without the chef. lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254937466596499490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1JyLVgICI/AAAAAAAAB44/-N09HdSodZw/s400/P9150653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our drinks. I love my drinks so much, but I have forgotten its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254940846939656930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1M28GHUuI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/GlW450rXEYg/s400/PA071499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be's kwee teow. She said it's nice but a little too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254937471569033314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1Jyd3C-GI/AAAAAAAAB5A/rRqQxTCa7dw/s400/P9150654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jo's Tom yam seafood mihoon. people, this one very nice wei! must try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How bout San and Rika? what they've taken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I think I haven't get all the photos from be yet, so no photo showing here. Both of us ordered Pineapple prawn fried rice, thumbs up for the fried rice, yummy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254916635184401138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO021oR1CvI/AAAAAAAAB14/lbbnfwWJ0vM/s400/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This wardrobe is gonna be mine soon, I know it is small, but it is good enough for me already. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought be a luggage bag and a pair of stocking as present, cos she would need those things very soon... hahaha. why? don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least (cliche cliche), I'm happy to hang out with the gang after so long, although I keep on feeling tired throughout the meeting, and I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254929040514055298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1CHtu5fII/AAAAAAAAB3g/EwjOpS3rpbE/s400/P9140610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fall in lurve. see joee, she's so happy. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254929040412254050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO1CHtWoH2I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/xrSRxrlrqJc/s400/P9140608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The friendship that I cherish, a lot. *hugs hugs*&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/8050211161037307390-1588618575694506212?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1588618575694506212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=1588618575694506212' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1588618575694506212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1588618575694506212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-splendid-day.html' title='What a splendid day~!'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SO054PO3MUI/AAAAAAAAB2I/6ZM52hqfHiI/s72-c/P9140561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-4683770870679201479</id><published>2008-10-06T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:35:40.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s favourite video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s favourite song'/><title type='text'>Not like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNsIXUyUJ2g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNsIXUyUJ2g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to find this song since CNY, ya, 2008 chinese new year, was playing Dance Online with the cousin, and the song "Not like that" has  became my favourite song, at that moment. Until yesterday only I realised that this song sang by Sherpey, I mean Ashley Tisdale, I'm lousy like that. Neway, I'm happy that I had this song with me now! hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing much, I just wanna share my love with you guys. ok, Ciaoz~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-4683770870679201479?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4683770870679201479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=4683770870679201479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4683770870679201479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4683770870679201479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-like-that.html' title='Not like that'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-1128412132017406141</id><published>2008-10-05T23:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:08:23.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><title type='text'>Kiss goodbye my internship ~</title><content type='html'>Omigosh, I know I'm wrong, I know I shouldn't have neglected you, I know you're lonely... my bloggie... Never has a blogger that can be lazier than me, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BACK!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sweat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been ages since I last updated, the thing is I was busy on the last few days/weeks? for my internship, real busy... worked till midnight for few days... ok, no point mentioning all these now, I think noone is interested to hear my intern story anymore, the story line will somehow surrounding the 'lady boss'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, intern no more, scolding no more, yelling no more, unfair no more, ignorance no more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay no more as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tons of reports to write!!!! I wanna cry ler, I am in holiday mode now, why must I write report!!! hmphhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what? photos? you wanna see photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in mess now, very long didn't update myself on the net already, and I have no idea which photo to be choosen.... &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253715636735607314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SOjyiUaKghI/AAAAAAAAB0c/Xgz4Lk2Yz_Y/s400/PICT0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I enjoy having them with me throughout the intern!!! Thanks alot guys. *heart* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no, not just them, I wanna thank Adwin, thank Calvin, thank Kok Foo, thank Jojo. Thanks alot. You guys mean a lot to me. *hugs* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come back soon for new update ya, as I'm going to meet the 3 in lurve on this coming Tuesday! hooray~~!!! *grinning* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-1128412132017406141?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1128412132017406141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=1128412132017406141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1128412132017406141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1128412132017406141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/kiss-goodbye-my-internship.html' title='Kiss goodbye my internship ~'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SOjyiUaKghI/AAAAAAAAB0c/Xgz4Lk2Yz_Y/s72-c/PICT0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-4093970766169798433</id><published>2008-09-17T23:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:52:50.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika loves flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'>Pink daisy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEj4iXTUoI/AAAAAAAABzU/sWAE5lk4ynQ/s1600-h/rika+loves+daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247014495067525762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEj4iXTUoI/AAAAAAAABzU/sWAE5lk4ynQ/s400/rika+loves+daisy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMGBBQBRB~! Am I dreaming? This daisy is mine! *giggling* So nice. I got it from a friend, a good one. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this daisy so much. As my friend said, I looked depress lately cos my close friends left me to study abroad, that's why this flower is to cheer me up. Thank you so much.  It did brighten my day, at least it has brightened my morning. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, what to do with this lovely little daisy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, camwhore will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247015491829536578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEkyjl4l0I/AAAAAAAAB0M/e0POS6YFQE4/s400/rika+with+daisy_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rika with daisy #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247014499961801106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEj40mMCZI/AAAAAAAABzc/OAqESc1YeGw/s400/rika+with+daisy_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rika with daisy #2&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247015483737827842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEkyFcq6gI/AAAAAAAABz8/9yD7eO38dFo/s400/rika+with+daisy_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Rika with daisy #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEj5XJoWcI/AAAAAAAABzk/bqh7sJr3L6A/s1600-h/rika+with+daisy_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247014509237262786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEj5XJoWcI/AAAAAAAABzk/bqh7sJr3L6A/s400/rika+with+daisy_2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rika with daisy #4 no, it isn't the same as #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEj5qCvEwI/AAAAAAAABzs/e2qZ0oIY3N4/s1600-h/rika+with+daisy_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247014514308616962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEj5qCvEwI/AAAAAAAABzs/e2qZ0oIY3N4/s400/rika+with+daisy_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rika with daisy #5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEj5-XoGMI/AAAAAAAABz0/0LVg_0_m684/s1600-h/rika+with+daisy_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247014519764949186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEj5-XoGMI/AAAAAAAABz0/0LVg_0_m684/s400/rika+with+daisy_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rika with daisy #6  vain ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247015489137516242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEkyZkDntI/AAAAAAAAB0E/MK1dKmuTqcs/s400/rika+with+daisy_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rika with daisy #7 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good Night~! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no, I wont hug this daisy to sleep. blek &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-4093970766169798433?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4093970766169798433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=4093970766169798433' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4093970766169798433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4093970766169798433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/09/pink-daisy.html' title='Pink daisy'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SNEj4iXTUoI/AAAAAAAABzU/sWAE5lk4ynQ/s72-c/rika+loves+daisy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-5292700473623075320</id><published>2008-09-17T01:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T01:26:52.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'>Bon Voyage~ Fook Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM_sP-VHcJI/AAAAAAAABzM/J65rRQrL77w/s1600-h/daisy_by_libelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246671850083676306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM_sP-VHcJI/AAAAAAAABzM/J65rRQrL77w/s400/daisy_by_libelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah Fook Soon ah, you'll fly to my so called ideal country few hours later. *envy* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats~! It's a golden opportunity you know, to eat more ramen and sushi. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha, enjoy every single moment you step on the land of Japan ah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, the pity one will try her very best to save money and go visit you in Japan! Remember what you've promised me ya! food food... nyehehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246668765459951106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM_pcbNgrgI/AAAAAAAABy8/YCL93OxRhPo/s400/FS+farewell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246668767919738162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM_pckX-DTI/AAAAAAAABzE/ASHUzEqfKLs/s400/FS+farewell+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photos taken few weeks back during Fook Soon's farewell dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ano... Gambateh and take good care~! All the best ya. *hugs* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-5292700473623075320?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5292700473623075320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=5292700473623075320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5292700473623075320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5292700473623075320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/09/bon-voyage-fook-soon.html' title='Bon Voyage~ Fook Soon'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM_sP-VHcJI/AAAAAAAABzM/J65rRQrL77w/s72-c/daisy_by_libelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-587232222725552291</id><published>2008-09-15T22:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:52:44.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s being emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika needs attention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s determination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and family'/><title type='text'>Bon Voyage~ my dear Kim</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246264366028811714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM55pR7v7cI/AAAAAAAABxc/SoR8BPOf5gQ/s400/flower_c_by_seafoodmwg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Just sent Kim off to KLIA few hours ago, she's going to UK to futher her study, and she's now in Bankok waiting for another flight. She goes there for 2 years, but will come back for summer break, yet I can get to meet her only on next year, either May or June. Omg, nearly half a year man, I'm gonna miss her like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have promised her to buy a webcam so that we can see each other more often. haha... although I know there are thousand of people out there queuing up wanting to see her thru webcam, ya, she's famous like that, haha. =) Anyway, I still will try my best to shorten our distance by using nowadays technologies. *lame*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on my way home from KLIA to Kajang, lot of things came into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to re-think what I've been thinking and worrying these few days. Those things didn't come in order, they randomly showed up to me and I'm totally stuck in the status of mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so unsatisfied with what I'm doing currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to join the conversation which is about abroading, unfamiliar city name, latest currency blablabla during the dinner just now. Not first time though. I felt myself being that tiny when it comes to knowledge or even common sense, I can't even find a word to add. I'm not actually depressed because I failed to contribute in that particular conversation. What's annoying me was my value of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, make things clearer, I'm worried bout myself. I found myself standing still on the starting-point, aiming nothing and heading nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and cousin were clear enough of what they're really want and fight for it. What they're doing or did had waken me up, from being the daddy's little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken everything for granted. I thought money will drop from the sky, I blamed daddy for not sending me to study abroad, I think everyone should like me as who I am, I assumed that I'm more to ready to welcome my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found myself so wrong, I can ruin my myself like this, maybe not that serious, but yet, I'm so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worrying bout my level of knowledge, bout my plan for the future, bout my ability to 'sustain' without supports from others.... about thousand of things. I am just so lost, I no longer know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't keep it all to myself, I told some of my friends. Some said it's pointless to worry bout all these, let the nature take it course. Some said it's never too late to realise these. Some find it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare not to voice out any plan that has come across my mind as I will just throw it away when tomorrow comes. People who knows me well will just agree with my big plan today and listen to my complains on the other day, and things kept on repeating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetically, I am so ashame of myself, in every way. I don't know what I really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a friend said, changes can't be done in just a second, it takes days, weeks or even years. Afterall, I am the only one who able to decide which path I would be walking, and what life I would be living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like wasting my time anymore. I wan't a new life. I need to improve myself. It may sounds funny and so unreal for you, but I have bear enough of my current life. It is just enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, finish declaring part of my thoughts. Let's show you guys some photos I've taken few days/weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246271662499912738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM6AR_aBXCI/AAAAAAAAByE/ZnQEQFzlcjI/s400/phoebe+and+kim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Amuleto, Midvalley with Phoebe and Kim. I dislike the food there, in short, there's a NNT for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photos that we taken on last Sunday, at Didi's wedding dinner. Please forgive me for being that random, as I told you, I am in mess. *Slap me please*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246285721034267330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM6NEThzmsI/AAAAAAAAByM/TrwOIgu4Qb4/s400/rika+and+tze.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yuen Tze and I. We're match like a couple, don't we? You know he's my cousin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246285728794480722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM6NEwb_EFI/AAAAAAAAByU/6Ycx52ky3S4/s400/rika+and+yoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliceta and I. She's becoming feminine while I'm getting older. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246285737080986562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM6NFPTpG8I/AAAAAAAAByc/u7UCG7A4lZU/s400/yi+ga+yin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cousin. Yit Ga Yin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246271098480009570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM5_xKRMoWI/AAAAAAAABx8/EPF0YBhe3ZA/s400/Rika+and+kimmy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am glad to have you as my listener, I enjoy trying new restaurant with you, I am willing to share my secret with you, I am blessed to have you as my friend. *heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei, study smart but not study hard ya, haha, enjoy your life over there and update me more about you, through whatever way, don't make me miss you that much, you know that I can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best and take good care ya. As I said, I will always love you. muahhahaha. *geli* *huggies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okla, Bon Voyage my dear friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-587232222725552291?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/587232222725552291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=587232222725552291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/587232222725552291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/587232222725552291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/09/bon-voyage-my-dear-kim.html' title='Bon Voyage~ my dear Kim'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SM55pR7v7cI/AAAAAAAABxc/SoR8BPOf5gQ/s72-c/flower_c_by_seafoodmwg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-308820643440911080</id><published>2008-09-10T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:26:58.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SMfwKLwoA2I/AAAAAAAABxU/Getf7m4IDDk/s1600-h/_____Flower______by_Miss_Elegant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244424348842328930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SMfwKLwoA2I/AAAAAAAABxU/Getf7m4IDDk/s400/_____Flower______by_Miss_Elegant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;今天的夜很静，客厅里只听见风扇、纸袋和MSN的声音。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;从今以后，再也不会听到从楼下传来的电视声。因为听觉不再灵敏，您会把声量调到很高，您最喜欢看Astro 的华丽台和TVB星河频道。有时经过楼梯间，探头往下看，看着您一个人在看电视的背影，会觉得您很孤单，想坐在您的身边陪您，却又害怕没话说，会很怪。现在想起来还觉得真笨，没什么好顾虑的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;您，绝不会偏心，不像家里的长辈们，习惯重男轻女。您的关心，简单而窝心。我和您喜爱的食物相似，每当家里有准备我们喜欢的食物时，您总会和我分享。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;小时候的我很野蛮也很调皮。三年级那年的儿童节，老师发神经，不让我们庆祝，残忍的要我们听着隔壁班的孩子们的玩乐声继续上课。结果，我很自以为是的投了两毛钱进公共电话，拨了通电话向您诉苦，然后若无其事的回班上课。十分钟后，您就拿着大包小包的，糖果、零食、气球站在我班的门口，要求老师让我们庆祝儿童节。老师顿时傻了眼... 当然，我们停止了上课，开心地庆祝儿童节!老师拿我没办法，还叫班上的同学跟我道谢，我也很骄傲的回了一句不用客气。其实，最大功劳非您莫属!哈哈哈! 觉得您很可爱也很伟大。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;您很关心我们的学业，所以每当考到好成绩时，一定会向您报告，您也会高兴的说“很好!很好!”。还有，我不会忘记是您教我除法的，对，小时候的除法很烂。您放心，学业方面我不会令您失望的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;到现在，我的脑海里还不断地重复着星期日晚上在医院里的画面。看着您从ICU转到普通病房，看着您从清醒到昏迷，看着您无助的眼眶里眼泪不停地在打转，我也只能强忍泪水，帮您将眼泪擦干，轻轻地握着您的手，试图安慰您，说很快就可以回家了。那一晚的一切，不停的盘旋着，所有的呼唤声，哭喊声，不舍一直浮现在我眼前。我们没怪您放弃了打这场战，您很坚强，尽了您最大的能力，撑到了最后。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;再多的不舍，再多的遗憾，再多的泪水，您也不会回来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;亲爱的外公，安息吧...我会永远爱您的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;好好地珍惜身边的人吧，千万别让自己后悔。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-308820643440911080?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/308820643440911080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=308820643440911080' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/308820643440911080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/308820643440911080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/09/msn-astro-tvb.html' title=''/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SMfwKLwoA2I/AAAAAAAABxU/Getf7m4IDDk/s72-c/_____Flower______by_Miss_Elegant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-4003256206697615524</id><published>2008-09-03T16:52:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T18:00:32.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><title type='text'>Super Challenge.... for me??</title><content type='html'>Please forgive me to disappear for almost 2 weeks here. Allow me to say that I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; busy. Ya, just finish a big (big?! I think so) event in South City Plaza last sunday, ya, during the independent day. No, don't even think that we'll get triple pay lur... nahhhh, don't ever think about it, in this company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lazy to talk about the event in details, so let the photos do the talking~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241720156942891618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5Utf6V-mI/AAAAAAAABvc/we3posBK0ic/s400/DSCN6355.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The stage which I claimed it as Adwin's baby, haha, cos he paid so much efforts on it. See the carpet and the black skirting on the stage? We pasted and stapled it by ourselves, done everything by ourselves, this is what you have to do when you work with a not-so-rich company, or should say, stingy company that would utilize their workers to the fullest. Hard works paid, the stage looked much more better compare to the previous one. Great job, Adwin. *pat shoulder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241720158617071570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5UtmJf79I/AAAAAAAABvk/XmyDNPNqC8c/s400/DSCN6365.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Prayer before the show starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241720164282945410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5Ut7QWT4I/AAAAAAAABvs/_DjaeNz1y_M/s400/DSCN6383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Host from Taiwan- Gao Ling Feng, ask your mummy if you have no idea who he is, and 4 co-hosts, Twins Girls and Maries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241720167936940578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5UuI3h2iI/AAAAAAAABv0/X3zTFmtmrG8/s400/DSCN6432.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Judges of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241723187910621138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5Xd7JXN9I/AAAAAAAABwE/n_E8l_sIup8/s400/DSCN6447.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Artistes. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241720172205008466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5UuYxHZlI/AAAAAAAABv8/1EjK0nDdFT4/s400/DSCN6433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Contestant. &lt;p&gt;Wait a minute. Who's this? hahaha, Shze Kei Heng, my friend. You don't know how supportive he is lo, I called him to take part in this competition, and he did! somemore so happen to get into the semi final! I'm proud to be your friend, bro. wtf You're champion in my heart. hahaha. ya, you sang very well. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241723190006006946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5XeC88RKI/AAAAAAAABwM/GVkV21pDk8o/s400/DSCN6469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alex Lee, who can dance very well! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241723199692183458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5XenCTl6I/AAAAAAAABwc/kuGPwJu1EwU/s400/P1030619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241723202248413090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5Xewjwj6I/AAAAAAAABwk/hJz4vTVn3J0/s400/P1030672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Audiences and cameramen. Can't see me? I stayed with the director at the control room and be continuity throughout the show. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241725106377354930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5ZNl_ebrI/AAAAAAAABw8/UNxSMBmSsh4/s400/DSCN6562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Final. Group A. and sorry that I don't have photo from Group B.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241725102260467378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5ZNWp7trI/AAAAAAAABw0/qYkbN6rZx8I/s400/DSCN6602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Group C. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241725099160325378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5ZNLGzTQI/AAAAAAAABws/U2-VeYFsJMY/s400/DSCN6542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and Group D. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241725112717025730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5ZN9m-IcI/AAAAAAAABxE/NIrqsDVmhtQ/s400/P1030751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and here's the winner of the day!!! Congrats~! Sorry cos I didn't post all the contestants' photo as I'm lazy to wait. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okok, I know I didn't give much effort for this post, I just don't feel like elaborate it in details, for no reason. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhow, we started the pre-production on July and everyone worked like a dog just for this programme. This was the first time in my life, carried heavy things, I mean very heavy that kind of things like the platform to built up the stage, mineral water (approximately 300 boxes...ya, not 10 bottles and I'm not exaggerating) during the preparation proccess. You wouldn't imagine how muscular I have became. *teary eyes* more massage and yoga classes needed. Yet, 'she' would not appreciate what we have did and never fail to give us troubles... you know who I mean. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, the war isn't comes to it end yet. We had about 4 days ONLY to get all the editing jobs done and this is killing us, well, or should I say killing the editor. *mad* Hopefully, everything can be done on time. *prays*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People, remember to turn on Astro channel 304 on 14th September, 7pm to watch this "Super Challenge". No, I wont appear, but my name will. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241726021831059154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5aC4UpZtI/AAAAAAAABxM/1YW1AhbxMoU/s400/24082008060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For people who miss my square-faced. I'm here. *sweat* Ya, I know you're bored of my flat hair! No~! Give me some times, I'll come out with a new me.wtf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-4003256206697615524?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4003256206697615524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=4003256206697615524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4003256206697615524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4003256206697615524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/09/super-challenge-for-me.html' title='Super Challenge.... for me??'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SL5Utf6V-mI/AAAAAAAABvc/we3posBK0ic/s72-c/DSCN6355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-1399418284500875071</id><published>2008-08-18T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:45:27.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the glutton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><title type='text'>My baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last week, Poi Chin and I went OldTown to have lunch again. Ordered our all time favourite,  nissin noodle. hahaha. I know, no one on earth would ever walk into a restaurant and pay RM5.30 for a bowl of nissin noodle while you can cook one yourself at home with half the price. Well well, I was just craved for nissin noodle and lazy to add vege and ham IF I cook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, that's not what I wanna blog about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm actually here to show you how's my 'future baby' gonna look like. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wtf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235725124182814354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SKkIQqiBLpI/AAAAAAAABvQ/6vnLiXn5itU/s400/DSC02100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHA. See~ so cute~~~! she sit behind us and kept on staring at us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't you guys think she looks like me? muahahha. pai seh~ We think she is la~ lalala&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235725121076342994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SKkIQe9YMNI/AAAAAAAABvI/O0jicmhQLBM/s400/DSC02099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mother and the daughter. *sweat sweat sweat* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, mum told me that granpa is in critical condition now.... T.T I'm worry, nothing I can do but pray. ya, my dear grandpa, I'll pray for you, you'll be okay. *prays* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, till then. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-1399418284500875071?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1399418284500875071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=1399418284500875071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1399418284500875071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1399418284500875071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-baby.html' title='My baby'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SKkIQqiBLpI/AAAAAAAABvQ/6vnLiXn5itU/s72-c/DSC02100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-4025482088827653009</id><published>2008-08-17T21:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:55:36.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><title type='text'>随意篇</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;刚看完奥运羽球男单打决赛。我很少看球赛，无论是什么球，但是想看马来西亚拿第一枚金牌（有希望是好的）破例地守在电视前，跟家人一起欢呼、叹息... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;林旦很强，动作很利落很快很狠。没有，我没有看扁李宗伟，我还是很以他为傲! 他很卖力地作战，我认为啦... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;厚，我要讲，林旦很嚣张哦... 打赢后，还把球拍和球鞋丢向观众... 一幅张文豪的样子，哈哈哈哈... 对不起，他令我想起了中学的一位同学。对，只是同学，不把他当朋友，因为他嚣张... sorry，离题。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;话说回来，虽然拿到银牌已经是很不错了，但是看到李宗伟从xxx （sorry, 我不知道是谁）的手中接过银牌的那一刻的表情，心里抽了一抽，（是啦，我很多来...）他很失望，他觉得辜负了马来西亚人的期望... (这些都是我猜的)。没关系啦，失败乃成功之母嘛，第二离第一很近啊! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;表姐把频道转道了Cinemax, 做着The fast and the furious- Tokyo drift，很好看的一部戏。是我跟奇多一起看得第一部电影。哈哈哈哈，奇多是谁? 他是我第一个，也是最后一个有出来见面的网友。我是认识了他两年，算比较熟了，才见面的。什么世纪，跟网友见面还要诸多解释的。哈哈哈，放心，我的警觉性还蛮高的，会自我保护，请相信我。什么跟什么，胡说八道... 我大個女了啦，不要为我操心。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;外公不舒服，进了医院，妈妈不停地叹息。双手合十，希望外公早日康复。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;现在，在看着恐怖的Final Destination III, 没把Tokyo Drift 看完。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, 我要看戏了。超随意的一篇... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-4025482088827653009?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4025482088827653009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=4025482088827653009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4025482088827653009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4025482088827653009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='随意篇'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-2066290977239449509</id><published>2008-08-06T15:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:16:11.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the glutton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'>August babe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a little too late for this post to show up here. 4th of August (Monday) was San Jie's big day, and we celebrated on the day before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess where were us?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at the background, look at the waitress' uniform, look at the table and blablabla...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231305391673847842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlUiX5OMCI/AAAAAAAABtc/P5h0lHsjVHM/s400/PICT0025+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Assume that you're lousy enough and have no idea still where is it, picture below gave you the best clue, or perhaps the answer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231312180349718098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlathrrTlI/AAAAAAAABuE/uGc07z1DpNQ/s400/PICT0015+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grilled gala platter for two. yeah~! We went Manhatthan Fish Market.... AGAIN~! well, FYI I'm their loyal customer, I dine here quite often, and I'm officially sick of the smell of garlic now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ordered 1 appetiser and 1 main course for 5 of us, no, it's not becoz we're small eater, but we were craved for cakes!!! and wanted to left some space for the cake.hahaha. When there's no cake for birthday, you can't call it a birthday.*sweat* But it's true what... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the cake~!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231305397886328210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlUivCZHZI/AAAAAAAABtk/AIU6qgh0Ia8/s400/PICT0050+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't get me wrong, we didn't hop into Secret Recipe right after taken fishy. I skipped all the shopping session, I didn't take any photo showing how we do our shopping...wtf and i don't think you are interested either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weeee~~~~ I'm here to annouce, I have found my new love in Secret Recipe. The baker? The waiter? nahhhh.... It's high-fiber cream cheesecake!!!! xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231305379378172082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlUhqFtELI/AAAAAAAABtE/JQsJcH9B0O8/s400/PICT0040+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a cereal freak and was trying to control my chocolate intake. Thus, I've picked this cake. I felt happy, I felt satisfied, I felt healthy and I felt stuffed when having this cake. hahaha. Overall, I loving it~! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231305382018381458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlUhz7LdpI/AAAAAAAABtM/COULEbZGmWI/s400/PICT0042+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joee with her Chocolate cheese.  She has became smaller and smaller everytime I meet her... not that part la, it's her whole body. *envy* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231319112093186322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlhBAcGuRI/AAAAAAAABuM/B6z2ltpQgOs/s400/PICT0044+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poi Chin with her Classic cheese and enjoying the songs in Jo's phone... *multi-tasking* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231319926265751810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlhwZd-KQI/AAAAAAAABuU/DAIg1SO3gLg/s400/PICT0036+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Poi Chin and Be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231305389082160754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlUiOPULnI/AAAAAAAABtU/a9lrf6nlDFc/s400/PICT0045+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231307582773217330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlWh6YBSDI/AAAAAAAABts/STCA4aeq5GQ/s400/PICT0051+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Birthday girl had mushroom chicken chop rice and a piece of chocolate indulgent as birthday cake, hahaha. Sorry, coz don't have candle and birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlWiN_UoLI/AAAAAAAABt0/jsIbpPe0cRs/s1600-h/PICT0061+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231307588038336690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlWiN_UoLI/AAAAAAAABt0/jsIbpPe0cRs/s400/PICT0061+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;San Jie showing her pressies from us, included YeeHang, FookSoon and Calvin. Hope she'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlWiUH4PZI/AAAAAAAABt8/EI2cwPKbepQ/s1600-h/PICT0094+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231307589684837778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlWiUH4PZI/AAAAAAAABt8/EI2cwPKbepQ/s400/PICT0094+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, happy birthday Ah San!!! oppps, happy belated birthday! As what I've told you, I'll always love you. hahahaha. *huggies* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. bubye.&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/8050211161037307390-2066290977239449509?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2066290977239449509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=2066290977239449509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/2066290977239449509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/2066290977239449509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-babe.html' title='August babe'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SJlUiX5OMCI/AAAAAAAABtc/P5h0lHsjVHM/s72-c/PICT0025+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-807558230073635624</id><published>2008-07-30T12:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:44:03.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the shopaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><title type='text'>美，是一种生活的态度!</title><content type='html'>我喜欢花，我很喜欢花，但不能是真的，因为不喜欢它会有枯萎的一天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654319306837954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="412" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SI_pZpuYj8I/AAAAAAAABsk/fEuWZKayq38/s400/flower+skirt.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢这样的花！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近，试图让自己过的很开心，是的，很刻意，但是还真的行得通。没骗你，只要你要开心，你就会是开心的。哈哈哈，很白痴的说法... 你可以试试。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;美，是一种生活的态度!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很有意思的一句广告词。简单且深刻... 我得好好把自己的每一天，用最美丽的态度去过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前几天，在白雪不是公主的部落格中，读到了一篇“最佳男朋友”。我喜欢她的文字，简单得来友善，哈哈哈，用友善来形容文字很怪...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说回来，每个女孩子都会有自己心里的最佳男朋友，一定的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的要求有没有很高? 不知道... 遇到的他都各有吸引我的地方，很贪心，如果能把他们的优点都聚集起来，哪有多好! 我知道不可能。也该想想自己是什么东东... 也不应该把别人的缺点放大，我都知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(对不起，接下来的文章将应用白雪“最佳男朋友”篇的方式，就是以“他”字作为开头，请见谅。 我也不会透露他是谁，我得尊重他的隐私。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;他，可以很聪明，也可以很白痴。&lt;br /&gt;他，很会说甜言蜜语，我虽然讨厌口甜舌滑，有时还真的甜到漏。&lt;br /&gt;他，陪我熬过最多个夜晚，无论是失眠的，或是特地的。&lt;br /&gt;他，陪我在唛当劳，做功课，虽然比较像他在做。&lt;br /&gt;他，讲话比我还小声，还说可以保护我... 哈哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;他，现在有一个他很爱的另一个她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他，很只以为是，但是很有想法。&lt;br /&gt;他，很孩子气，会为了一些芝麻绿豆的小事而赌气，跟我过不去。&lt;br /&gt;他，走在我身旁时，习惯用手在我头上扫一圈，嫌我矮 ，但我们都知道这样的高度刚刚好。&lt;br /&gt;他，喜欢无所事事的陪我兜风，虽然没有说话，却感到窝心。&lt;br /&gt;他，可以很久不和我见面，真的很久，我承认我会想念他，但没想过他一定也要想我。&lt;br /&gt;他，习惯性的说我不会了解他，不能感受到他的烦恼，其实没把门打开的，也是他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他，最意想不到的，变成了我的好友。&lt;br /&gt;他，习惯迁就我，凡事都让我，让我觉得很不man... 哈哈哈，我很难搞，其实是幸福的。&lt;br /&gt;他，跟我越是靠近，我就越是感到有距离，也许该说是很不踏实。&lt;br /&gt;他，会陪我吃所有我爱吃的，不会嫌我胖。&lt;br /&gt;他，每次都被我的犹豫不决搞到快疯了，但他还是有胆量再挑战，很值得敬佩。&lt;br /&gt;他，知道我讨厌冷笑话，会在我面前“装”认真，哈哈哈，其实我都知道，不要假假了。&lt;br /&gt;他，愿意为我做出很多改变，我虽然没说，但心里很感动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起! 我好像离题了... 不符合“最佳男朋友”这个标题... 我也不知该放什么标题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我没说他们都是不合格的，只能说我也不知道为什么。不知道已经变成了我的口头禅... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我心目中的最佳男朋友是怎样的? 不知道... 哈哈哈。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;但是...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;他，很肯定的，一定要很爱我。废话...&lt;br /&gt;他，要很疼我，但不要到宠，我会放肆的...&lt;br /&gt;他，要很帅? 不一定，要顺眼，很客套? 哈哈，但不能要求太多。&lt;br /&gt;他，一定要很有想法，要有上进心，我讨厌得过且过的人。&lt;br /&gt;他，不可以很幼稚，我更讨厌幼稚的男生...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啊...!!! 大概就这么多，越写越内疚，要求太多。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我并没有把每一个部分写得很详细，都有所保留，因为要给自己一点空间，我没那么勇敢，我不想被知道太多，感觉赤裸裸的。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我知道我该学会的是体谅，包容以及珍惜... 当我学会这些时，也许就会找到他了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;离题一下，昨天向敏珍从网上买了两件衣服，不约而同都是花的图案。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SI_paLNupQI/AAAAAAAABss/-SoHDPVu5sk/s1600-h/flower+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228654328296678658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SI_paLNupQI/AAAAAAAABss/-SoHDPVu5sk/s400/flower+top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228657155819837490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SI_r-wjyGDI/AAAAAAAABs8/5qST0QxPLH8/s400/DSC00038+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;够了，掰掰! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-807558230073635624?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/807558230073635624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=807558230073635624' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/807558230073635624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/807558230073635624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_30.html' title='美，是一种生活的态度!'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SI_pZpuYj8I/AAAAAAAABsk/fEuWZKayq38/s72-c/flower+skirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-2948964671993612972</id><published>2008-07-18T10:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:55:07.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s favourite song'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye by Mariah Carey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dCpu4JqrHd4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dCpu4JqrHd4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This is for my peoples who just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand way up high&lt;br /&gt;We will never say bye (no, no, no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who lost their grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head to the sky&lt;br /&gt;'cause we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As a child there were them times&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get it but you kept me in line&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why you didn't show up sometimes&lt;br /&gt;It's something more than saying "I miss you"&lt;br /&gt;But when we talked too&lt;br /&gt;All them grown folk things&lt;br /&gt;Separation brings&lt;br /&gt;You never let me know it&lt;br /&gt;You never let it show&lt;br /&gt;because You loved me and obviously&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more left to say&lt;br /&gt;If you were with me today face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Chorus:]I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could talk to you for awhile"&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could find a way try not to cry"&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And soon as you reach a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll give the whole world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And I'm right here next to you&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;br /&gt;(Bye Bye [3x])Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And you never got the chance to see how good I've done&lt;br /&gt;And you never got to see me back at number one&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you were here to celebrate together&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could spend the holidays together&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you used to tuck me in at night&lt;br /&gt;With the Teddy Bear you gave to me that I held so tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I thought you were so strong&lt;br /&gt;That you can make it through whatever&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to accept the fact you're gone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;[Chorus:]I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could talk to you for awhile"&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could find a way try not to cry"&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And soon as you reach a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll give the whole world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And I'm right here next to you&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is say bye bye (Bye Bye [3x])Bye bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;(bye bye bye bye bye bye [3x])Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand way up high&lt;br /&gt;We will never say bye (no, no, no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who lost their grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Repeat [Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This song mades me love Mariah Carey.  It somehow touched my heart. It reminds me to care, love and appreciate people around me, especially people who love me, and people who I love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; I love the lyrics, the melody, and the  rhythm.  OK, just enjoy~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-2948964671993612972?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2948964671993612972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=2948964671993612972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/2948964671993612972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/2948964671993612972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/07/bye-bye-by-mariah-carey.html' title='Bye Bye by Mariah Carey'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-3077504718042647425</id><published>2008-07-17T11:00:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T17:28:31.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s determination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the healthy girl wannabe'/><title type='text'>Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daddy called me early in the morning and he said: Hey you, faster go prepare and go out earlier, it's very jam here, got road block! Don't be late! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at 7:30am, 8am or 8:20am makes no difference to me... I'll still use the time to the fullest... and possibly end up rushing for no reason! ya, my daddy were right, there was a massive jam at Sungai Ramal, just that part though... it's enough to make me late, you can imagine what time I left my house... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, my biggest weakness, or should have said it's my bad habbit, very bad indeed, is that I will always be late, for class, appointment, lunch or whatever... ya, I know noone likes people who has no time concept. I have been taught about the importance of punctuality since I entered kindergarden/ primary school, even until now my daddy will still giving lecture on the matter of my time management, very often. I hated myself for being late, at least don't too often. Why am I like this? Ok, I will change, I promise!! I swear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, put aside my bad habbit for a while... let's talk about other things. *smile* I went Red Box Plus in Pavilion yesterday with some of my colleagues. No, we weren't there to sing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223821000304440770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SH69hdVfNcI/AAAAAAAABsE/_5g52Z3WLOs/s400/DSC05490.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ya, we went there for Yoga's media conference as he just released an album called Mystery. For people who don't know who he is, Yoga was the winner of the "One Million Star"- season 1 in Taiwan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We're there to interview him for some questions. Ok, ah san, Ima show you some photos here. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223820306487187874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SH685EqkGaI/AAAAAAAABrk/put0MRqyQNk/s400/DSC05518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe the host, she slimmed alot man~ I also wanna be slimmed. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223820309805168050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SH685RBodbI/AAAAAAAABrs/DP2N2lEXISo/s400/DSC05569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yam sing~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223820315118392386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SH685k0Z1EI/AAAAAAAABr0/MsMd6Yw8DxU/s400/DSC05587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He's acting cute, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223820323882764498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SH686Fd_iNI/AAAAAAAABr8/7PL2ifiwPoQ/s400/DSC05521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I would have to say, he is just a kid...oh no, a teenager. By the way, he's just 20 year-old, give him some times to grow up. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, I happened to sit at the 1st row as we reached there earlier, that's mean I sit very very near to him, considered. What I can say is, I like him more when he's singing.... hahaha. ok, Ah san, if you wanna see more photos, tell me, I'll send it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I'm there as a tiny little assistant, again, take some photos and pack stuff, with or without me makes no difference... shit, I have became more and more inferior these days... I myself doubt of my value of existence in this office, and I'll easily drop into the black black hole inside me, depression and disappointment overwhelmed me early in the morning, middle in the afternoon and late in the night... I'm not being exaggerate, I'm just PMS. wtf Frankly, I felt like a loser here, and try not to do things wrong until I mind every steps and became real clumsy coz I scare I'll do anything wrong in the next second, things gone worse when I become invisible and noone will assign any job to me, not even photostating! oh~ how pathetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm feeling better now, after telling my feelings to friends. Thank you very much for being that supportive and being a good listener. *appreciated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt a lesson here, look things at different angle, I'm not that useless as I thought, hopefully... or should have I say, I'm not as important as I thought, I might be overestimated my abilities... Honestly, I keep on thinking bout my abilities lately, it makes me worried day and night. What's annoying me? My future. I see NOTHING for my future, I'm going to graduate very soon, yet I have no planning at all, ya, at all. sorry, out of topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I just wanna say that, I felt much more better now. I know I shouldn't look down at myself and expecting people to notice my existence. I will do all I can to improve myself, what I need is just that little bit of efforts and supports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be another long winded post, people please be patient, don't leave me half way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fook Soon paid me a visit an hour ago. We had lunch in Wong Kok, together with PoiChin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked alot, mmm, in fact we still have many to talk, but we have only 1 hour for lunch... Nvm, FS, I'll accompany you to shopping! or you'll accompany me? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapped some photos in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223873690047057250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SH7tcZ7DjWI/AAAAAAAABsM/L5D8e0CdN2s/s400/DSC05617+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh my, you would never know how terrible I look like in the original photos, this photo had been edited gao gao, by Rika. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223873696750973378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SH7tcy5ZMcI/AAAAAAAABsU/MX5UvuFuLMU/s400/DSC05619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Another heavily edited photo... Fs and obese Rika. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh my, I beh tahan myself... for being grossly overweight... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a minute ago, I told Chardi that I'm fat in MSN and she came to my place holding the book named "Secret". She showed me an article inside and asked me to read. It's about the way you think plays a big part of your life... *sweat* That's mean you'll get what you think, or what you desire IF you have positive belief towards the something that you actually demanding. aiyoh, you get what I mean?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Therefore, I would have to bear in mind that, I am slim, I am slim, I will gain my desire weight, I will get the ideal figure, I know I can!! HAHAHA. Funny but I will give it a try. Don't laugh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Phew~! I think I have to stop here and keep some for next post. Stay tuned. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-3077504718042647425?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3077504718042647425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=3077504718042647425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/3077504718042647425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/3077504718042647425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/07/mystery.html' title='Secret'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SH69hdVfNcI/AAAAAAAABsE/_5g52Z3WLOs/s72-c/DSC05490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-1471878107048844157</id><published>2008-07-14T23:31:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:44:47.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the glutton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'>Reunion part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;People, I'm back~! hahaha. ya, I'm in office again, and doing nothing AGAIN... so, blogging would be a good choice. I have no strength to type after uploading these photos yesterday night, so now I filling in the post with words, wtf, what on earth for me to explaining that much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking photos is so-not-my-thing since I started my intern, I'm lossing my confident in taking good photos due to some reasons and eventually avoiding snapping photos, as I used to do. Anyway, I got to met my beloved friends last week and last last week, and taken some precious photos... *long winded* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tons of photos to show, so I'll let the photos do the talking and write nothing, ci sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222915377511291490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuF3Rh8WmI/AAAAAAAABrE/0iSrXlYeJfE/s400/P7051294+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fall-in-lurve finally united! *muacks* Pardon me, I'm wearing the Olympic-games t-shirt coz I have to head back to work right after this lunch, on Saturday. *pat myself* I happy until stomachache *not lying* when I know 3 of them were coming to find me for lunch that day, it's hard to gather 3 of them together since South City is way too unattractive if compare with KLCC, 1U and MidValley... wtf hahahahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, Ima annouce that Old Town will be our gather place every Saturday, ehemmm, do I mean every? hahaha. I doubt this could happen. Or maybe MayKing? Ah San, when wanna come eat lam mee ah? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuHU6KIA1I/AAAAAAAABrU/cXqB3xTNiiQ/s1600-h/P7051296+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222916986145080146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuHU6KIA1I/AAAAAAAABrU/cXqB3xTNiiQ/s400/P7051296+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fall-in-lurve + Malaigou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222915385106914770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuF3t04XdI/AAAAAAAABrM/jxwIFnKkvwA/s400/P7051295+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Fall-in-lurve + Xin Rou, I didn't meet this girl for quite some times already, she became more and more feminine but still remain her humourous deep down inside her. *sweat* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuF3PKSRiI/AAAAAAAABq8/1T0uYP9kgxY/s1600-h/P7051292+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222915376875193890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuF3PKSRiI/AAAAAAAABq8/1T0uYP9kgxY/s400/P7051292+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture. *caption-less* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went Jusco to meet three in love after fong gong. After buying some intimate stuff, hahaha, we spent one or two hours in Secret Recipe. Oh, it's been almost 2 months we didn't chat like that, I mean only 4 of us, I enjoy sitting beside them, even we didn't really chat much though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would never know how happy I am, cause I got to meet my another 2 loves on last Saturday. Kim and Ping, the sister. *huggies* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Have to admit that I'm addicted to the smell of saloon, I would have to pay them a visit almost &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; month, considered very often. Ya, we went for a hair cut again. No, I didn't change much, just the bang became a bit shorter and a bit uglier. *teary eyes* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And then , we went The Garden to have our dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuF3PKSRiI/AAAAAAAABq8/1T0uYP9kgxY/s1600-h/P7051292+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222915364555209042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuF2hQ-OVI/AAAAAAAABq0/t7rtmEw7nx8/s400/IMG_8478+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yeah! We went sushi Zanmai. Yeah! We have to queue for 20 minutes to enter. Yeah! We can't wait to eat Unagi while waiting, ok, only me. *sweat* Now is Unagi season, weeeee~~~~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222915361430201234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuF2Vn6Y5I/AAAAAAAABqs/Fz199xd99Cs/s400/IMG_8514+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The menu is tempting enough until we cannot decide what to order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222914403033964882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuE-jUcYVI/AAAAAAAABqc/SRWNg2BblGg/s400/IMG_8496+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hmmm, let me see. Ignore the unknown hand. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222911939335232290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuCvJU5GyI/AAAAAAAABp8/FwoEgGJH3j4/s400/IMG_8532+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222914385417026770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuE9hsPPNI/AAAAAAAABqE/SCiMUABwKZI/s400/IMG_8530+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Still can't decide? take a break, snap some photos. hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuE9yE6GxI/AAAAAAAABqM/18qgglhUPA0/s1600-h/IMG_8526+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222914389815466770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuE9yE6GxI/AAAAAAAABqM/18qgglhUPA0/s400/IMG_8526+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Kim: Oh my~! everything seems delicious, I want all~! How??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can ah?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahaha, Kim showing her desperate face when ordering.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuE-7PLngI/AAAAAAAABqk/FhY6CywGa3U/s1600-h/IMG_8488+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222914409454345730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuE-7PLngI/AAAAAAAABqk/FhY6CywGa3U/s400/IMG_8488+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;While I kept on mumbling: I want Unagi roll, I want Unadon... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuCulz_8tI/AAAAAAAABp0/BgWVZfN4ous/s1600-h/IMG_8540+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222911927158415106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuCub9tnwI/AAAAAAAABps/8deM7nYfn5Q/s400/IMG_8542+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And here it is!!! Unagi kabayaki, my love~! *drooling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222911915428312818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuCtwRCdvI/AAAAAAAABpk/Q8_2UA7Ak00/s400/IMG_8546+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Caterpillar Roll, roasted eel &amp;amp; omelette sushi roll topped with avocado. Kim and Ping said this was the best food that we ordered that day. For me, I'll still stick with Unagi kabayaki. hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222911929802027730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuCulz_8tI/AAAAAAAABp0/BgWVZfN4ous/s400/IMG_8540+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On your mark, get set...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222911914285148130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuCtsAfJ-I/AAAAAAAABpc/xMrYOC_hFgE/s400/IMG_8552+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; GO! It's mine! *grinned*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222908703034345186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt_yxKohuI/AAAAAAAABoI/zQFWE_8Atys/s400/IMG_8555+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;No, I ain't that selfish, I share my love with my loves one. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222908702684746290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt_yv3SEjI/AAAAAAAABoA/o5ojiuFZuWE/s400/IMG_8556+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222908683268177618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt_xniAvtI/AAAAAAAABnw/X_4MLDeEFPc/s400/IMG_8561+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Soft shell crab maki and Salmon salad maki ! not bad not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222908679542467426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt_xZpu62I/AAAAAAAABno/fraRj2kgUSI/s400/IMG_8567+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222907307853829698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt-hjtrVkI/AAAAAAAABnY/KiHouH7wAyc/s400/IMG_8570+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now you don't. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222908685744834514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt_xwwfh9I/AAAAAAAABn4/3csYBHb9T-w/s400/IMG_8558+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We finished all these in less than 5 minutes. *exaggerated* Obviously, the food were not enough for us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Therefore. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222907303263044482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt-hSnJg4I/AAAAAAAABnQ/XCYjdkhjwXA/s400/IMG_8578+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We agreed to order Unadon~! yeah yeah! See, I can't wait to eat when Ping taking this photo. hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I have to be honest that, Sushi Groove's Unagi Don is still the best~! Strongly recommend! Sorry, sushi Zanmai. wtf &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you think all these were the food we ordered that day, excuse me, you're wrong! We're not that easy to be satisfied! hahaha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222907301277670114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt-hLNzGuI/AAAAAAAABnI/deURBr66hWg/s400/IMG_8582+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sukiyaki. Ya, that's beef. This was my 2nd time eating beef. Well, it taste like pork actually. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222907296773255090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt-g6b3L7I/AAAAAAAABnA/_aPgnrVAZbM/s400/IMG_8584+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222905313497828034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt8teKJysI/AAAAAAAABm4/qOFX5Ru7Gcs/s400/IMG_8586+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Take a closer look at it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222905305326637186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt8s_t_UII/AAAAAAAABmo/BKz6NJjZMIk/s400/IMG_8594+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222905306414420658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt8tDxVkrI/AAAAAAAABmw/8Zvct0cTk1A/s400/IMG_8587+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Raw beef, me, cooked beef. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222905293427259986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt8sTY9OlI/AAAAAAAABmg/wBIHNy6M5Ns/s400/IMG_8605+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eh, what has actually attracted Kim when we're drinking the soup. She leaded me to look at the same direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222905286860523762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt8r67UyPI/AAAAAAAABmY/deiNpESZpKQ/s400/IMG_8606+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And we turn back and smile to each other. HAHAHA. looked so silly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What we saw?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tang Tang~! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222897004135804466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt1JzX3bjI/AAAAAAAABmQ/95XcqN0Ump4/s400/IMG_8630+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Macha Macha the green tea ice-cream~!!!! *yummy* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya, we saw people on the other table eating this, and surely we gave it a try! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222897002193362482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt1JsIwHjI/AAAAAAAABmI/Y44J4q2GbEE/s400/IMG_8632+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After 4 minutes. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222896995744361458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHt1JUHMK_I/AAAAAAAABmA/_IpunS-upo8/s400/IMG_8655+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We were worried that this meal might cost us alot, who knows! It turn out to be cheaper than we tought! Sugoi~! Sushi Zanmai are now listed in my my definitely-will-come-again restaurant list! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223127303700437634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHxGnAG1WoI/AAAAAAAABrc/-TD---hUvuU/s400/IMG_8675+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We, going home with our round and stuffed but yet contented tummies~! *grinned*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, ciaoz! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-1471878107048844157?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1471878107048844157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=1471878107048844157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1471878107048844157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1471878107048844157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/07/reunion-part-ii.html' title='Reunion part II'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SHuF3Rh8WmI/AAAAAAAABrE/0iSrXlYeJfE/s72-c/P7051294+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-698224320722073968</id><published>2008-07-10T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:04:44.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s being emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><title type='text'>我讨厌无题</title><content type='html'>我承认我很情绪化，真的很情绪化。我很不喜欢别人问我：你还可以吗？不高兴？之类的问题。我不喜欢太刻意的关心，我更不喜欢被忽略。对，我是怪丫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天早上都挣扎很久，才很不甘愿的起床，这种生活一点都不令人向往，我知道，我知道没有人会喜欢。在这里的时间越久，就越觉得自己没有用，比留在家里更来的没意义。每天都期待着六点的到来，一点生命力，一点冲劲都没有。感觉不到自己的存在价值，感觉是透明的，轻飘飘的，没有重量。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我讨厌无所事事，我讨厌不专业，我讨厌自以为是，我讨厌假惺惺，我讨厌不能有自己的想法!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我比谁都清楚，我就是这样，无论我到哪里实习，结果还是一样。我就是那么讨人厌，不会自足。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很不喜欢朋友之间分得很清楚，为什么一定要在好朋友和普通朋友之间，设定着那么一个明显的区别？有必要吗？当你的朋友可以对着别人喜皮笑脸，有说有笑时，但却又对你不理不睬，不闻不问，你会怎么想？我讨厌这么敏感，这么计较的我，很讨厌，也让自己觉得很不高兴。在回家的路上，告诉了自己，不理了！不计较了！嗯，就这样决定。没有谁，会因为没有了谁会不能活，我是这么想的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有，不是突然想写的。我想写很久了，把东西收在心里，不是我的作风。可是，我学会了保留，我不会什么都说出来，这样对吧?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有，没想过有人会这样对我，应该是说，没想过会那么突然。时间的长短对我来说并不是那么重要。我承认我没种，我不够勇敢去为自己的决定负责，所以选择先不想。我也承认我很容易被别人影响，朋友简单的几句话，就能让我左思右想的，飘浮不定。我很珍惜你这样对我，我真的不知我该怎么做，我还真的很珍惜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，答应了要写些快乐的事，结果还是写了这么多不争气的废话，对不起!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至少我现在好多了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-698224320722073968?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/698224320722073968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=698224320722073968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/698224320722073968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/698224320722073968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='我讨厌无题'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-1774055624193428408</id><published>2008-07-05T11:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:12:12.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'>Pink in colour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SG7wMrzZeyI/AAAAAAAABlc/A0fPyDGFNfE/s1600-h/a87471f9653ca0ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SG7v_IQ9zTI/AAAAAAAABlU/I2a_GVhZxYs/s1600-h/Flower_by_abender777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219372885998423346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SG7v_IQ9zTI/AAAAAAAABlU/I2a_GVhZxYs/s400/Flower_by_abender777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah ~! Picture above revealing my feelings right now! It's pink in colour, It's a happy colour! hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy coz I can meet 3 in love in less than 30 minutes time later. *smile* My hugs are ready! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, have to admit that I've fallen in love with flowers lately. I'll easily get attracted by floral printed stuff like skirt, dress, bag or whatever. It's just so adorable, at least for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Ima steal others' flower's pic and show here and call it a day. wtf. hahahaha. ok, credit given to abender777 for the pink flower shown above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, before I forget, CONGRATS Fook Soon~! fight for your dreams! I'll be here, Malaysia la, you thought where else I can go? hahaha to support you mentally~! *huggies* p/s: buy me stuff from Japan har... hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-1774055624193428408?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1774055624193428408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=1774055624193428408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1774055624193428408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1774055624193428408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/07/pink-in-colour.html' title='Pink in colour'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SG7v_IQ9zTI/AAAAAAAABlU/I2a_GVhZxYs/s72-c/Flower_by_abender777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-5431103158335626300</id><published>2008-06-28T14:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:10:25.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><title type='text'>Recent me</title><content type='html'>I'm so in love with Leona Lewis's Better in time and Rihana's Take a bow now~ &gt;3&lt; Very nice songs~! and not to forget Marie Digby's Stupid for you. Strongly recommend these songs. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been very very free these few days, yet can't get even a piece of idea for my thesis. I don't even have a title! beautiful~! Aiks, my pre-thesis was researching bout local reality TVprogrammes, and I'm confusing whether wanna stick to this topic for my thesis or change it, as this topic isn't that new nor special to discuss about already, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm majoring in broadcasting, I would have to write something about the media, entertainment, and technology. Calvin suggested me to write about nettique. hmmm, considerable but still I don't know what to research about this, I mean, wheteher wanna research bout its effectiveness? acceptance? or what? What do you guys feel like knowing about broadcasting? Don't be hesitate to tell me, it's my honour to find it out for you. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, can't imagine the last and soon coming semester... I would have to take another 6 subjects plus a thesis to be completed... *teary eyes* help~! Frankly speaking, I started feeling that I would rather stay in Uni a bit longer and not to step in the working world that early... I'm just a normal human being that will never satisfied with what I have. I'll wanna work when Uni reopen. aiks... everyone thinks this way too, don't deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized something, not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my posts were full with dissatisfaction, anger, and depression. why?! why like this? I'm so sorry for being emo all the time, no, not because of PMS. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I promise you, from now on, I'll blog with happy mood~ I mean, I'll adjust and arrange my thoughts and my feelings. I don't wanna showing the ugly upset faces for the rest of my life, life is just too short for me to waste~ *smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it take me few more weeks to have a happier post? wtf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-5431103158335626300?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5431103158335626300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=5431103158335626300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5431103158335626300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5431103158335626300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-so-in-love-with-leona-lewiss-better.html' title='Recent me'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-2004919127747297205</id><published>2008-06-23T16:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:13:36.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s being emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SF9cd3XbA3I/AAAAAAAABlM/gSdwKDOa8XI/s1600-h/DSC01243+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214988561666474866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SF9cd3XbA3I/AAAAAAAABlM/gSdwKDOa8XI/s400/DSC01243+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Met my dear Jo last Saturday. *huggies* ya, we had our lunch in Old Town again. hahaha. Thank you for accompany me for the lunch. Oh, it's been ages I didn't camwhore with this girl..... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ignore the stripe, hahaha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 in love, my hugs are still here ready for you girls~always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, in fact, I'm feeling so bad now... sour-ness attacking me, from the second I opened my eyes in the morning until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly have this kinda thoughts came into my mind, why am I so 一文不值? sorry, I don't know what should I call it in english...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm......I don't feel like continue writing anymore. Stay tune for next post. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-2004919127747297205?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2004919127747297205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=2004919127747297205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/2004919127747297205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/2004919127747297205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-ignore-stripe-hahaha-4-in-love-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SF9cd3XbA3I/AAAAAAAABlM/gSdwKDOa8XI/s72-c/DSC01243+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-6491145901195282608</id><published>2008-06-21T11:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:15:37.604+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s determination'/><title type='text'>Full of toxic</title><content type='html'>Came to office with my upset stomach again, ya, been having this kind of feelings for quite some time already. Lately, digestion doesn't works on me, or it works too efficient on me in the other hand? Why I said so? hmmm, these few days, I'll feel like throwing up or going toilet everytime after my meal, even after taking a bread!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen? I also wanted to find it out. It's very torturing when you feel like vomiting or going toilet after your every meal, and the problem is you can't! It's merely that kind of urge telling you to let everything out, and most of the time you'll fail to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read CLEO magazine few days back, it written that poor diet, stress will lead to the sickness of bloating, headache, tiredness, skin problems, diarrhoea, indigestion and blablabla... Well well, I somehow found myself suffering from most of the sickness listed. Why?! The main problem that irritating me the most was indigestion, I'll feel bloated no matter how simple is the meal that I take. As the doctor (ya, I visited doctor few days back, you'll know if you read my previous post) and my mum said, my stomach possibly full of wind and that's why I'll feel nausea for any food inatke. Hmmm, no wonder I'm like a balloon now, round and bloat... *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think all these were because of pressure, I'm living without stress now. (I guess I am) Poor diet, how to classify a meal as rich diet? I think I have taken too many flour lately as I eating bread every morning, will this cause anything to me? hmmmm.... skin, my skin looks dull and yellow-ish and this upset me, a lot. Headache! I'll easily feel dizzy no matter I'm in office, car or even at home. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my~! I can't stay this kind of life anymore! It's very torturing... CLEO told me what I need now is detoxification! I should eliminate foods that are harmful for me (like? fried food?) and go to the gym more often. I want a different lifestyle, I want to treat myself better, I want to be a healthy person~! Ok, decided! Tell me if you know how to make detoxification works!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-6491145901195282608?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6491145901195282608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=6491145901195282608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/6491145901195282608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/6491145901195282608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/06/full-of-toxic.html' title='Full of toxic'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-1735431827643724251</id><published>2008-06-17T11:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:16:17.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s being emo'/><title type='text'>Just be fair, please~</title><content type='html'>What the.... I'm so freaking pissed off now!!! Why always me? What did I did wrong?! why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did all the things according to your order, I tried my very best to behave myself, I hide every single laughter in-front of you just because you don't like people laughing in-front of you, I wrote my report carefully and checked every words before I send it to you, squeezing my heart; open my eyes and stay conscious whenever you ask me to do something..... what else you are unsatisfied with me?! Can you tell me face to face, please??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't know how disappointed I am, you won't care how's my feelings, you won't even give my existence a shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps, you don't even HAVE to care all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can blame noone, but myself for choosing here. It's getting tougher and tougher, for me to stay here happily. Why must make things like this? Why must choose people you like or you dislike while we did nothing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than 1 people told me that I should beware of you, I admit I did. I take every single step full of caution. I know it's hard to get your faith on me, maybe it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you make this place like this? Why must you treat me like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're hundreds of question marks deep down inside my heart. Yet, there's nowhere to get the answer nor mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you may think that I'll most probably lost control and cry like a crying baby right after this post. No! I won't give a drop of tear because of these, at least I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm not asking for you love nor cares, I just hope to gain a little respect and fairness from you, although I know it's hard for you either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-1735431827643724251?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1735431827643724251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=1735431827643724251' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1735431827643724251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1735431827643724251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-be-fair-please.html' title='Just be fair, please~'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-5656350543646682475</id><published>2008-06-16T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:22:43.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika needs attention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the healthy girl wannabe'/><title type='text'>不用工作的星期一</title><content type='html'>是的，理佳病倒了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说昨日吃完午饭后，就感到晕眩，而且感到恶心，很想吐。。。但事与愿违，现实是残酷的。。。*流汗*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我无法吐，也无法停止那恼人的头晕。多半的时间我都是盖着眼睛的，有一种随时会不省人事的预感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;煎熬了一段时间后，很无助的哭了起来。。。身旁的家人也显得不知所措，递药的递药，安慰的安慰，还是无法停止我往下掉的眼泪。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爸妈花了十几分钟，把我带到附近的诊所看医生。医生说我胃进风，这还倒是第一次发生在我身上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃了医生的药后，于事无补，还是一样地晕眩，一样的恶心，一样的无助，泪还是不停的流，对不起，生病时会特别脆弱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;煎熬了许久后，终于吐了！我是多么的期待这一刻，对不起如果让你觉得恶心。但我还真的舒服了不少，虽然头还在痛，身体还是软绵绵的，至少不那么难过了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这突起而来的“细菌”让我失约了，也让我疲惫不堪，更让我请了一天不该请的假。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在家里，无所事事，服了药，更是疲惫，身体毫无生气，心情也跟着沉重了起来。几分钟前，去收拾了凌乱不堪的衣橱，心情却没有跟着整齐起来。。都说了，病人是特别脆弱的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身体健康很重要，时间不会因为你不舒服而停下来。为什么我突然间那么感慨？我也不知道。&lt;br /&gt;嗯，现在感到舒服多了，只是有点累。我明天就会恢复正常了！*微笑*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接下来的几天内，将会有更艰难的事情在等我，那就是闷！哈哈，没错，公司里多半的人将会到马六甲去拍摄外景，我和两位实习生没得跟去，想必那三天一定会闷死的！What to do? 如果谁有消除郁闷的好方法，不妨与我分享！本小姐将感激不尽。哈哈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，就写到这，我要去休息一会儿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: For those who can't read mandarin, I'm so sorry, I'll feel like writing in mandarin when I'm in bad mood. Gomen ne~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-5656350543646682475?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5656350543646682475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=5656350543646682475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5656350543646682475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5656350543646682475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='不用工作的星期一'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-6991446544050531164</id><published>2008-06-10T10:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:24:01.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the healthy girl wannabe'/><title type='text'>Dot Dot Dot</title><content type='html'>2 big round wholemeal bread + 1/4 cup of HL milk for the beginning of the day~! I stuffed like hell now... yet, contended~! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added another 4 bruises on my knee yesterday. Thanks to the Cycling class, a new class that just launched in TLS Fitness. It's a interesting but tiring class. Right after the class, there's a lucky draw, and I'm the lucky person~! WOOhoo~~~~ ok, the present weren't that expensive nor special, at least, I'm lucky! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to make blogging a responsibility nor a must-do task... I don't have much to share lately, just feel tiring to face people at work... I realized, internship isn't a holiday programme for me to relax, but an opportunity for me to learn. Well, not particulary regarding to my broadcasting skills, but the way we deal with different people, included your friends... it's tougher than you can thought. I'm trying my very best to improve my social skills, and don't feel like losing myself at the same time, know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I started talking craps~ I hope I'll have more interesting topic to share in the future...wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh~! After so many 7 days/ week working days, Ima feeling restless mentally and physically... Finally, I'll have my one day off tomorrow! good news for me~ One day isn't enough? ya, that's why I MUST use it to the fullest. I planned to wake at 8:30am... &gt;.&lt; Any suggestion for the activities that I can do for the rest of the day? No, no money to shop... hmmm, never mind, as long as I need not to step into the bloody office for one whole day!! hooooray~~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-6991446544050531164?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6991446544050531164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=6991446544050531164' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/6991446544050531164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/6991446544050531164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/06/dot-dot-dot.html' title='Dot Dot Dot'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-3692365257982413518</id><published>2008-06-02T10:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:24:41.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'>Reunion part II</title><content type='html'>I'm a McD freak, but I'm temporarily sick of it now, coz I've taken it as my lunch continuously for 2 days, ya, I admit I very easy to get bored and and I don't think I can slim down if I consume fast food too often. Ok, sorry... craps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my loved one after taken my favourite filet-o-fish in Jusco last Saturday. So many good things happened to me that day, I can die happy~~! wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's my loved one? I tell you, I miss them until I feel like drive to their home just to hug them, ya, Ima hunger for hugs... hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207112350585331314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SENhGCowHnI/AAAAAAAABko/5e8iUMYdZBk/s320/DSC00286+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Poi Chin? nahhhh... she's far from becoming my loved one... HAHAHAHAHA. kidding la~~~~ I love her too, but I can see her everyday and can hug her, perhaps, she hugs me. She joined me to the 'gathering'. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207113488751664770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SENiISowHoI/AAAAAAAABkw/vXSH-c8og2c/s320/DSC00305+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh my, my wife!!! Ah San~~~~~~ hahahaa. ya, she's one of my darling! *muacks* Ah San turned into a lady! what the... hahaha. I mean, she became more and more feminine and mature. *teary eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Don't you think that I looked so man in this picture... shyt... why am I like this? Never mind, I willing to protect pretty girls... muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207108102862675506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SENdOyowHjI/AAAAAAAABkI/qgRDjzhl2Bc/s400/be+n+i+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Oh, most huggable Be was late for the 'gathering'. It's ok, as long as I get to hug her!!! It would be more than enough... She also became more mature already! Just in 3 weeks times... and she's always photogenic~ *envy* I wasn't in a good condition to take photo that day. Every angle of me showed that I'm tired and sleepy. aiks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I started to miss them already as I'm typing this post... *teary eyes again* hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, why we won't miss each other that much during our 2 months holidays last time? hmmm, most probably we can still meet and go to shopping and movie during holidays, but now we can hardly meet since everyone's busy with their intern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met in Secret Recipe and talked for like 1 hour plus... I'm so sorry for being super sleepy throughout the meeting... coz I slept 3 hours only the night before... gomen ne~ I've tried my very best to keep myself concious, and not to fall asleep half the meeting. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We told each other our experience during our intern.... and I kept on staring Ah San and Be in their eyes. Can you feel how much do I miss them? hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, another member of 4 in love isn't there for the gathering, she's in Malacca. Joee, I'll wait you no matter how long is it. You know I miss you, and I know you miss my hugs too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we met for few hours nia, but still, appreciate it so much~ I can't wait to meet you girls again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I should start writing my report now. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-3692365257982413518?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3692365257982413518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=3692365257982413518' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/3692365257982413518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/3692365257982413518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/06/reunion-part-ii.html' title='Reunion part II'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SENhGCowHnI/AAAAAAAABko/5e8iUMYdZBk/s72-c/DSC00286+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-5798264758210062666</id><published>2008-05-30T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:26:48.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the glutton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAk-yowHhI/AAAAAAAABj4/4cDh7cTVkto/s1600-h/Istana+hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206201830403481106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAk-yowHhI/AAAAAAAABj4/4cDh7cTVkto/s400/Istana+hotel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poi Chin and I in Istana Hotel last Saturday. Think she will be another guest which would appear here quite often since we meet each other almost everyday, coz we work almost everyday. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, we have to work on this Saturday and Sunday again. But weird, I don't feel like escaping but was actually anticipating for the coming events, why? because I don't wanna stick in the office... ya, just because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAk_iowHiI/AAAAAAAABkA/-W0s0stp4TY/s1600-h/rika+in+oldtown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206201843288383010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAk_iowHiI/AAAAAAAABkA/-W0s0stp4TY/s400/rika+in+oldtown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss my 'long' hair... ya, just had my hair cut again on last monday. Although I looked tired in this pic, but still, I prefer this hairstyle. Wanna see how short is my hair now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAUIyowHdI/AAAAAAAABjY/4PsNnUBKVug/s1600-h/chilis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206183310504500690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAUIyowHdI/AAAAAAAABjY/4PsNnUBKVug/s400/chilis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That shortttt..... hahahaha... doubt you can see it clearly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gilbert (my favourite hairstylist) wasn't there on Monday, but I have no choice coz my hair was in mess and I have the ONLY one day off. Hence, I decided to let another hairstylist to cut my hair. Hmmmm, not that bad actually, just the fringe a bit shorter, the back a bit shorter, and the whole feel is different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAUJiowHeI/AAAAAAAABjg/8K8CZNJeYYU/s1600-h/molten+chocolate+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206183323389402594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAUJiowHeI/AAAAAAAABjg/8K8CZNJeYYU/s400/molten+chocolate+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weee~~~~~ Molten chocolate cake from Chili's. yummy!! hahaha. Had my dinner at Chili's, Midvalley right after the hair cut. With Kim and a special guest. who was it? hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAUKSowHfI/AAAAAAAABjo/wUbwTJnfNZs/s1600-h/with+ping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206183336274304498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAUKSowHfI/AAAAAAAABjo/wUbwTJnfNZs/s400/with+ping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dang dang ~~~! Beloved Ping is back to the town!!!!! *huggies* She had her hair cut also, quite yeng leh.... I would like to try her hairstylist next time. *grin grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAULCowHgI/AAAAAAAABjw/VYm4XDC-uxc/s1600-h/ping+n+kim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206183349159206402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAULCowHgI/AAAAAAAABjw/VYm4XDC-uxc/s400/ping+n+kim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sister. Kim also trimmed her hair and look much more fresher. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boo~~ we finally reunited. wtf... hahahaha, nola, didn't meet them for quite some times already. Miss them so damn much~ But, very sorry coz didn't spend much time with them that day due to my tiredness... I'm so sleepy lately and will possibly fall asleep anywhere, anytime. hahahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next, I would wanna meet 3 in love, because I scare they will forget how I look in real life, and I worry that they would hunger for my hugs~~~~~ hahahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, till then~! Ciaoz &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-5798264758210062666?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5798264758210062666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=5798264758210062666' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5798264758210062666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5798264758210062666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SEAk-yowHhI/AAAAAAAABj4/4cDh7cTVkto/s72-c/Istana+hotel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-7650450297621015561</id><published>2008-05-27T01:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:27:38.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>Another hetic week has overed. I mean last week ... How hetic was it? Almost everyday worked until midnight, 3am... early enough? *ouch* Very tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did? Most of the time, I stick with photoshop and designing. ya, designing bunting and poster for the events organised by my company. Sorry, I don't feel like telling my job in details here. I feel like sharing with you guys but frankly I'm so sleepy right now. I even have to work on Sunday!! what the heck.... but today I off, and can rest at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, in short, I've learn something and have widen my 'eyesight'. First time attending press conference (although I attend press conference before in Uni, but different.), first time meeting many local artist in one day (although I'm not so interested in them.), first time going pub and first time seeing how's a song been recorded in the studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I admit that I've gained experience and got to know the entertainment field more... (I hope that I didn't gain weight *fainted*) meanwhile, I've lost my rest time and my very own personal life. hahaha, not that serious, but really, everyday OT until midnight, exhausted! quite bin tai that required a trainee to work until 3 in the morning! hmmmm, anyway, overed already... at least 2 events had been settled, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear boss, I need more time for my own. We just get RM300 from you per month, and some comments (to be precise, critics). HENCE, don't always use us to the fullest... thank you. (told you I'm realistic) Huiyoh, it's quite scary to drive home at 3am alone ler ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall post some photos in next post to show you guys where I've been to in the past few days. Ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-7650450297621015561?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7650450297621015561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=7650450297621015561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/7650450297621015561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/7650450297621015561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-2362555115395842757</id><published>2008-05-21T23:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:28:29.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><title type='text'>I wish I can sleep 10 hours a day</title><content type='html'>What's the most precious yet simplest thing that a working people looking for? Yeah, no doubt, it's their sleeping time!!! At least, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday repeating the same rout, the same traffic lights, listening to Mix breakfast, taking the same turns... I finally know why people used to ask me to appreciate my Uni life more. At least, I just have to attend few classes and have longer lunch time!!! 1 hour is just not enough for me to eat and rest. I am a slow-eater... I have to speed up when eating because have to spend some time brushing my teeth after meal. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, these few days, everyone is busy preparing for the 3 coming events. 1 of them is a charity thingy to raise fund for the Sichuan refugee. Sorry, I'm quite blur to tell the event in details... By the way, I've designed a bunting for this, and designed a logo which they're not going to use (they have better one)... hey, I feel glad that I can do something for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ima facing pc from morning till night. I admit I love computer, but sometimes will make people dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, the boss told us that we would have to work until sunday!!!! Beautiful~! That's mean I can't sleep again! T__________T but since long time ago, I've decided not to involve in media field. (After some times I took broadcasting) Because, working in the entertainment field, you have to work when others is working, and you have to work when others is taking rest. You are the one who provides those tv programmes, entertainment news and etc. aiks. Being a rich man's wife would be my ideal occupation. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my bed needs me now. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-2362555115395842757?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2362555115395842757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=2362555115395842757' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/2362555115395842757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/2362555115395842757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wish-i-can-sleep-10-hours-day.html' title='I wish I can sleep 10 hours a day'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-5729459513743665649</id><published>2008-05-17T17:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:29:33.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s being emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika and friends'/><title type='text'>Randomness-edited</title><content type='html'>The first week for my internship passed without my notice. (I'm actually counting the day as my routine. wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whenever people asked me "how's your work? Are you busy? or what did you learn?" I found myself as dumb as an oyster. Why? because I'm not as busy as others, and my job doesn't seems to be interesting if compare to others. ( I tried hard not to compare.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'll always worry that people will looking down at me, no matters what I'm doing, whether big or small. Same case this time, as I did not enter a big nor famous tv station for the intern, and the company doesn't seem to be a steady one, I'm looking down at myself, at the very first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I like this? just forgive me for knowing too much bout the company and being a pessimistic person. I'm trying very hard to hide my depression and worrisome infront of everyone. I'll go for gym or whatever to release the "stress" and boredom, no matter how tired I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry, I shouldn't acting like a baby... this was my own choice, no one can force me to take that. I can only blame myself. By the way, looking at the brighter side, it's not that bad after all I think, there are several projects coming. Despite those project aren't as grand as other tv station could organise, I believe that I would have chance to learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, it's all about me, myself, whether I wanna help myself. If I can still learn and enjoy during these 4 months under "this circumstance", nothing can defeat me anymore.wtf and I'll possibly being proud of myself. *hopefully*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, mentally support either from your friends or family is much more stronger than you can think. Somehow, I can't find a someone to share with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should say, I can't find a suitable person to talk with. I can't even find a friend that I'm trusted to pour my feelings... I'm not exaggerating or what. 3 in love were possibly busy with their own works, and will exhausted after a hectic day. I dare not to disturb or annoy them with my small-matters. SV, she had enough to worry and bother about her own things, we're best declare as shopping-mates instead of true friend, so sad but I have to admit. Kim, I think she will has more interesting and meaningful stuff to be done instead of listen to me. And the list goes on. Sorry for being that honest... I'm just feeling empty when I browsing thru my phone or MSN list to see who can I call or chat with, and I found.... no one. The feelings is just, sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so emo throughout this post? I would like to know either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I felt much more better after typing all these. As always, my blog will be my best companion and best listener. *heart heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I've annoyed you with my long-winded and discouraging post. Let's show you guys some food and drinks and people. what the.... don't care, just scroll down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pictures for a random lunch with my friends, a.k.a colleague at Niello. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201284422200933970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SC6sn9kPPlI/AAAAAAAABjA/UBXOzuvKCiU/s400/honey+lime.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Honey lime. I don't like honey, but I can accept this drinks. &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201284405021064738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SC6sm9kPPiI/AAAAAAAABio/cDnV1yEFASM/s400/fish+rice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ermmm, I forgot what this rice called. As you can see, fried crispy fish top with sauce and rice. Very nice, I'll order this whenever I go that restaurant. (yeah, I went there quite often last time, it's one of my gang's hang out point. I mean dining point.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201284417905966658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SC6sntkPPkI/AAAAAAAABi4/1Wx9jiGM2O8/s400/Niello+lunch+CD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Char Di, she's quiet all the time, I always wonder if she's thinking million of things when she doesn't talk. hahaha. but I like her, she's nice person! no doubt. hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201284417905966642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SC6sntkPPjI/AAAAAAAABiw/vE5u9hSwedM/s400/Niello+lunch+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poi Chin and I. ( Don't trust what you've seen from this pic, lotta editing works have been done behind.... as long as I'm happy with it.) yeah, 3 of us ordered the same rice that day, and they like it so much too. haha. Leng San didn't join us for the lunch that day, coz he went with other colleague. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I think that's all for now. Cya! And, Happy birthday Voon !!!!=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-5729459513743665649?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5729459513743665649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=5729459513743665649' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5729459513743665649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5729459513743665649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/randomness.html' title='Randomness-edited'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SC6sn9kPPlI/AAAAAAAABjA/UBXOzuvKCiU/s72-c/honey+lime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-1946444308119918916</id><published>2008-05-15T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:30:29.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s being emo'/><title type='text'>Overwhelming gloom</title><content type='html'>Second post for today, but actually now is already Thursday. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed the chance to see Marie Digby at 1Utama yesterday night, because I worked until 6 something, and the showcase will start at 8, and I know I'll most probably stuck in the traffic jam at that hour, so I've chosen to attend dancing classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day of my intern, back to the boring working day like Monday again. We have nothing to do, four of us met our boss in her office, and have been given a brief yet long 'lecture'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dear friend, poichin has surprised me by giving her love mark to me. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCsUP9kPPhI/AAAAAAAABig/I7V7YJ3aToA/s1600-h/injured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200272459186519570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCsUP9kPPhI/AAAAAAAABig/I7V7YJ3aToA/s400/injured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ya. Another wound! T_________________T I forgot what happen and she suddenly scratched my arm like a cat and that's how the love mark was born. Soi Po~~~~~ my legs and arm full of wounds now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not as pain as what have the refugee been going through after the 7. 9 magnitude quake that happened in SiChuan, China on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympic games is just around the corner, and this deadliest quake had buried more than 10 thousand of bodies, destructed buildings and had shaken everyone's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad when reading the newspaper. We will never know how pain are them, for lossing their home, lossing their beloved family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaster comes silently. We would never know what will happen on the next second, appreciate people around you, those you love and those you hate and do anything that you like. Live every moment of your life to the fullest whenever your heart is still beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I fell into gloom again, I should go to sleep now. Good Night everyone. *kiss good night people that I love and people that I hate*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-1946444308119918916?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1946444308119918916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=1946444308119918916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1946444308119918916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1946444308119918916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/overwhelming-gloom.html' title='Overwhelming gloom'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCsUP9kPPhI/AAAAAAAABig/I7V7YJ3aToA/s72-c/injured.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-7794630975410176958</id><published>2008-05-14T10:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:32:08.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the healthy girl wannabe'/><title type='text'>I'm hungry now!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, as my title, I am so damn hungry right now, yet I have to wait until 1pm to have my lunch. I have nothing to do again in the morning, so I'm here blogging. *scanning around make sure nobody notices.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My table in the office, empty yet messy. (picture taken on yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200061327184182738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpUOdkPPdI/AAAAAAAABiA/d3WFVh-DCQI/s400/my+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt; What was I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpUzdkPPeI/AAAAAAAABiI/YpVVExfai6M/s1600-h/bruisng+knee.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200060786018303410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpTu9kPPbI/AAAAAAAABhw/P2wEA4UBBvk/s400/tables.jpg" border="0" /&gt; MSN-ing. hahaha. ya, I'm free in the morning. Poi Chin using the middle table while Char Di using the first. I can see what they're doing and report to boss if they doing own stuff during office hours. *evil* hahaha, you know I won't. Everyone knows that I'm kind *nod nod*, I ain't a backstabber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, yesterday, in the afternoon, Poi Chin and I got the chance to follow our supervisors and our boss (ya, first time meeting my boss) to have an outdoor shooting and interview at Oasis college and TOMEI group located at Old Klang road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpWl9kPPgI/AAAAAAAABiY/cJpwMqaOUac/s1600-h/DSC01785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200063929934364162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpWl9kPPgI/AAAAAAAABiY/cJpwMqaOUac/s320/DSC01785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front view of the college. This college offer courses like Gold, Jewellery and Design; Business; Management &amp;amp; Skill Training ; Language and etc. Hmmm, the jewellery designing course is quite attracting since I seldom see this course been provided in other colleges. I'm interesting in designing diamond! *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we are not pro enough to hold the camera. We just assisted them here and there, carry stuff and holding the lighthing during the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpUN9kPPcI/AAAAAAAABh4/YvXweMkohU8/s1600-h/interview-tomei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200061318594248130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpUN9kPPcI/AAAAAAAABh4/YvXweMkohU8/s400/interview-tomei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Interviewing TOMEI CEO Mr. Ng Yih Pyng. This show will be showing on TV2, the channel that I would never switch to. -.- That's my lady boss (who wearing the stripe coat), Yoko, being the interviewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have heard a little bout her before I enter this company. Well, in my opinion, the description provided by my friend were quite accurate. I dare not to comment too much on her, what I can say is that she's as not scary as others mentioned, maybe this is only the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went at 2pm and reached office at 7pm something. ok, at least have something to do? and ya, I did learn something from them, I mean those shooting techniques, and their working attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's a bit tiring after the shooting, yet, I don't feel like missing the latino jam dance class... it's interesting! haha. Hance, I rush to the class right after I went home to change into my sports pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpTudkPPZI/AAAAAAAABhg/tOhTfn8ym44/s1600-h/bruisng+knee.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200060781723336098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpTutkPPaI/AAAAAAAABho/GeB_cmU8wc4/s400/TLS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's the main studio. There're another studio for yoga, different types of yoga, I'm not so into yoga, so I'll join most of the classes here. It is bigger than the picture showed. See the half-naked guy who sits on the stage? He's my instructor for latino jam, he's fit! but too bad he is not so young. but he is energetic! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpWPtkPPfI/AAAAAAAABiQ/OIci6pqTA68/s1600-h/bruisng+knee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200063547682274802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpWPtkPPfI/AAAAAAAABiQ/OIci6pqTA68/s320/bruisng+knee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, my bruising knee... T_______T it's worse than what you can see from the pic, and I have to appologize for showing the fat legs. These wound weren't cause by the latino jam but MTV dance. ya, the instructor designed some steps that require us to kneel. I enjoyed the class too but not the bruises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-7794630975410176958?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7794630975410176958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=7794630975410176958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/7794630975410176958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/7794630975410176958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-hungry-now.html' title='I&apos;m hungry now!'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCpUOdkPPdI/AAAAAAAABiA/d3WFVh-DCQI/s72-c/my+table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-1164479040826137333</id><published>2008-05-13T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:33:17.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><title type='text'>Monday blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCh0cdkPPYI/AAAAAAAABhY/oQ_utMEX5nk/s1600-h/first+day+intern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199533802121018754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCh0cdkPPYI/AAAAAAAABhY/oQ_utMEX5nk/s400/first+day+intern.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first outfit for internship. Semi OL look. Coz I wore jeans, ya, jeans again! I won't wanna wear skirt or whatever, I wanna wear jeans for the rest of my life. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite tired today, I can't sleep the night before. I wonder why, always thinking too much, but I can't help, or it's because I consumed too much chinese tea during the dinner? -.- ya, coffee won't make me sleepless, but chinese tea does. And seriously, I can't stop thinking, lotta important and trivial matters walked in and out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we have nothing much to do in office today, since it's the very first day, FYI, there're 3 more friends going Shining for their intern too (PoiChin, LengSan and CharDi), it is quite boring spending 7 hours there doing nothing (except sending sms and msn with Be), yet I'm glad that at least I still have them as companion. Ah, and thanks Oi for the souvenir. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I suddenly so wanna to go back to Uni to attend those I-Hated-so-much classes, spending my time rushing over neverending assignments.... and I miss hanging out with my gang the most. I wanna go eat lunch with them, I wanna watch movie with them, I wanna laugh with them, and I so wanna to hug them. T_______________T I'm so emo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this would be a very good chance for me to learn, and gain more experience. I know. I just need more time to get use of the new environment, dealing with people that I don't know and adjust my feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm talking too much! Today was only the first day, what do I expect?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray for a better tomorrow. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, by the way, my top isn't that formal as you've seen at the picture above. It's actually something like that&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199533595962588530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCh0QdkPPXI/AAAAAAAABhQ/522eKTdE5V0/s400/first+day+intern2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It's so convenient, you can take off your sweater and head for outing or clubbing right after your work. I've chosen to went home though. ya, I'm such an old and boring lady. So what? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-1164479040826137333?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1164479040826137333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=1164479040826137333' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1164479040826137333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1164479040826137333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/monday-blue.html' title='Monday blue'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCh0cdkPPYI/AAAAAAAABhY/oQ_utMEX5nk/s72-c/first+day+intern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-1353276317540603964</id><published>2008-05-11T23:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:34:41.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the shopaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the trainee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><title type='text'>Start of something new</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day for my 2 weeks holidays. Ya, and that's mean tomorrow will be another new chapter of my life. *sweat* hahaha, I will start going Shining for internship on tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my feeling right now? Complicated. I haven't get ready, both mentally and physically, yet, I have nothing to prepare. The only thing I can do is to show up on time and be responsible on my works. Alot of uncertainties lingering around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, by the way, I did mentioned a secret mission is taking place for the past 2 weeks?ermmm, not only for 2 weeks though, it's for 1 year. hahaha, I decided to reveal it. Everyone on earth knows that I'm fat, ok fine, maybe I should have say that I'm fleshy...my pain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding to this, I have used like few weeks to persuade my daddy to let me join a fitness centre which near my house. And finally he surrended and asked me not to be '3 minutes heat'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I went there for like 1 month already. I enjoy attending various dancing class but not gym. Treadmill is just a little too boring for me, I prefer to have more movements and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have attended kickboxing, Bodystep, step rhythm, mtv dance, latino jam, belly dance, bollywood jam, para para fitness and aerobic classes so far. Yup, quite alot, coz I'm curious and wanna to try everything out. I'm having fun all the time, but not really serious when I'm learning. gomen neh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, exercising didn't pull me out from the world of fats. what the.... the harder I work, the better my appetite becomes. T___________T why?! Despite how much water and oil I've loss during the work out, I'll easily gain them back, possibly double the amount of the calories that I have shaded. My appetite will become extremely good after every work out, and my self-control is the disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I am so brave to let you guys know that I'm going exercise more frequently compare to last time. Why? because, when people know that you start working out, they will wanna see a slimmer you, and you'll push yourself harder due to the invisible pressure that do really exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, fine fine. I will try to control my appetite for the sake of my future. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, don't you miss me? for not showing up here for quite some time. Approximately 1 week. sorry coz the urge of blogging just doesn't struck me. *fainted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, for people who miss me, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199147461222808930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCcVEdkPPWI/AAAAAAAABhI/HQ2CzG_wdHY/s400/zara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__________________- no face showing. hahaha. Seldom taking picture lately. Wei, nice anot this top? Floral top from Zara. Oh my, I heart it so much since I first saw it. I know not many people can accept this kind of floral stuff, but I don't care, I'm just so in love with it. Sadly, I'm so broke now, and have given up to bring it home. Kiss goodbye floral babe. aiks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy, I think I have to stop here and head to the bed now. Wish me luck! byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-1353276317540603964?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1353276317540603964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=1353276317540603964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1353276317540603964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1353276317540603964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/start-of-something-new.html' title='Start of something new'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SCcVEdkPPWI/AAAAAAAABhI/HQ2CzG_wdHY/s72-c/zara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-5701922583371680034</id><published>2008-05-03T15:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:35:41.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s being emo'/><title type='text'>只是一场梦</title><content type='html'>这， 是昨天的事了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;话说，我发了一场梦，一场没什么特别的梦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦境是这样的：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在上课，老师问了一个问题，我忘了是个怎么样的问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一位女生用很流利的日语回答。（在上日语课？我也不晓得。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不明白她说什么，转头问表哥 （为什么表哥和我同班？你问我，我问谁？-.-）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他说：“一天，女生对男生说：你每次都走在前面，我在后面跟，很累，但是我宁可你永远都保持那样的速度，走在前面，因为我只想在。。。。” 对不起！ 接下来的对白，我忘光光了。 &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只记得，在梦里，我哭得好惨。我不知为何，就是很感伤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦醒时，我还坐在床边继续哭。 -.- 不要问我为什么那么伤心，我也问了自己，怎么了？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-5701922583371680034?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5701922583371680034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=5701922583371680034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5701922583371680034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/5701922583371680034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='只是一场梦'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-3336130578474312347</id><published>2008-05-01T21:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:37:47.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s favourite video'/><title type='text'>Untalkative bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195408008005608546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBnMDoxk5GI/AAAAAAAABgs/BjpX2KE89Vs/s400/scooter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Untalkative bunny and Squirrel, bunny's closest friend. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahahaha, I used to watch Untalkative bunny with brother and cousin on Disney channel. Untalkative bunny is a character with silent tongue, he never talk at all, but showing his feelings through his facial expression. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A minute ago, bro and I search untalkative bunny video from you-tube, and we found this very very cute friend of bunny, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch the video and see how cute is Friendly first! Hahahah. Watch watch watch! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HzwXtrHOJLs&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH MY!!!!! SO CUTE!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha, Friendly (I don't really sure its gender, but since it is pink in color, should be a she! =D) hugs everything she see. So cute ah!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weeeee~~~~~~~ Wooooooooo. Cereal! Hug cereal! hehe. She's just too friendly and hug everything which come into her sight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAhahahaha, omg, so cute ler! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To some extend, I'm kinda act like her, hahaha, I mean, like to hug people! hahaa, ya, I'll hug my friend, hug my brother! hahaha, but for sure I'm not as annoy as her. She's quite fan la, stick with bunny all the time, but she's cute indeed! =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195413170556298370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBnQwIxk5II/AAAAAAAABg8/NuhfoioPoNo/s400/efriendly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Wooooo~~~~ Bunny, hug bunny! hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-3336130578474312347?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3336130578474312347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=3336130578474312347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/3336130578474312347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/3336130578474312347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/untalkative-bunny.html' title='Untalkative bunny'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBnMDoxk5GI/AAAAAAAABgs/BjpX2KE89Vs/s72-c/scooter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-779699964955430436</id><published>2008-04-30T18:56:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:39:26.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s favourite show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s fashion sense'/><title type='text'>Project Runway- Season 4</title><content type='html'>As I said, I'll blog more about Project Runway Season 4. Yesh, I finish watching already. Very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you have not pay my previous post a visit, Project Runway is a competition reality series features host supermodel Heidi Klum and a panel of industry luminaries, including judges Michael Kors, top women's and men's wear designer and Nina Garcia, Elle magazine fashion director, as they decide who is “in” and who is “out.”, and Tim Gunn as a mentor to the contestants as they navigate weekly fashion challenges. - BravoTv, 2008-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195077952653812642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBif34xk46I/AAAAAAAABfM/x2TEqnbrfFI/s400/Heidi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Heidi Klum, can't believe that she's already at the age of 34, mother of 3 child! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there're all together 14 episode, and I won't wanna talk episode by episode, bet you will take time to read all as well. I'll kiss this post, keep it short and simple I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the show, there were 15 contestants. Carmen, Chris, Christian, Elisa, Jack, Jillian, Kevin, Kit, Marion, Rami, Ricky, Simone, Steven, Sweet P and Victorya. One or more designers are eliminated each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll only show which designs that impressed me the most. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Credit given to Bravotv.com for the photos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like episode 6 - Eye Candy so much. In that episode, they brought designers to the Hershey's flagship store in Time Square, New York to crab whatever they want as their raw material. yaya, it's all about chocolate and candy!! hahaha. They were so happy with this task and having fun eating chocolate while sewing. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195077712135644002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBifp4xk42I/AAAAAAAABes/ItE40FYyePw/s400/E06+design+by+Chris+Modeled+by+Marcia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Design by Chris, modeled by Marcia. Wow, he actually turn the Hersey's chocolate bag into a dress! (hmmm, I wonder what it should call, is not dress, right?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195077712135644018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBifp4xk43I/AAAAAAAABe0/f9VEiffk1GE/s400/E06+Design+by+Christian+Modeled+by+Lea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Christian's design, modeled by Lea. Omg, isn't it gorgeous? He using only the wrapping papers of to Peanut butter cups to finish this dress and once again complete it earlier that other designers! He's a genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, the winner of the challenge was Rami. Sorry, I did not save the photo, coz I don't really like it. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Episode 8 - En Grade. In this episode, designers required to creat an avant-garde design inspired by their models' hairstyles (of course, models went saloon before they matched up with the designers) and a ready-to-wear design that expresses the essence of the avant-garde design.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This challenge, designers worked in a team of 2. The team comprised ofChris and Christian won this challenge and their design, INCREDIBLY fierce~ hahaaha, Christian overused phrase, fierce. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195077720725578642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBifqYxk45I/AAAAAAAABfE/f8nYO3wfcTM/s400/E07+Christian+%26+Chris+(Marcia).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195077716430611330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBifqIxk44I/AAAAAAAABe8/gOM3Z12mtCc/s400/E07+Christian+%26+Chris+(Lisa).jpg" border="0" /&gt;B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Episode 9 - Even Designers Get the Blues. Their challenge was to create an iconic denim look that captures the spirit of the 501 legacy using Levi's denim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195078730042893250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBiglIxk48I/AAAAAAAABfc/Q_AtxmRzKnM/s400/E09+Ricky+(Amanda).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ricky was the winner of this challenge. Wohoo, if I'm slim enough, I would wanna wear this, nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195078725747925938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBigk4xk47I/AAAAAAAABfU/2oiay1x6x5Q/s400/E09+Rami+(sam).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rami's design. Another very nice design! I like Rami so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 11th episode, designers have been brought to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. The designers had had to choose an inspirational piece from one of three wings -- the Greek and Roman Sculpture courtyard, the European Painting wing, or the Temple of Dendur -- and create a look of their choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195078996330865618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBig0oxk49I/AAAAAAAABfk/FaEVoE1T1D4/s400/E11+Christian+(Lisa).jpg" border="0" /&gt;OMG!!!! Design by Christian, modeled by Lisa. Oh my, this outfit is so so nice, and yeah, he won this challenge. What had inspired him was a Spanish painting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195078996330865634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBig0oxk4-I/AAAAAAAABfs/CoFMJHk2x74/s400/E11+Jillian+(Michelle).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jillian's design, modeled by Michelle. Bravo!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195079000625832946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBig04xk4_I/AAAAAAAABf0/XGLO0jqOkcQ/s400/E11+Rami+(Sam).jpg" border="0" /&gt; Rami's design! His style, dripping. Thumbs up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Their designs can make me cry I tell you. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Commercial Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I realised that I didn't show the designers' photo. Wonder how they look like? hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195080027123016754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBihwoxk5DI/AAAAAAAABgU/uP_2MbXCHI4/s400/ep_413_292x195.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From the left: Jillian, Christian, Chris and Rami. They were the top 4 designers. 3 of them (exclude Chris) were my favourite designers!!! and they were also the final top 3!!! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finale. In Bryant Park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195080667073143874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBiiV4xk5EI/AAAAAAAABgc/9JRvcxgq0WI/s400/rami+n+jillian.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Rami and Jillian. They look like couple, aren't they? hahaha, but they are not, not couple I mean. &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195080671368111186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBiiWIxk5FI/AAAAAAAABgk/x8vDDtAKAHc/s400/christian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Christian! (-3-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Guess what, besides Michael Kors, Nina Garcia and Heidi Klum, Victoria Beckham was the guest judge! fuiyoh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195079004920800258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBig1Ixk5AI/AAAAAAAABf8/7whrsDJgBgM/s400/Victoria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Each of the 3 finalist has been given 3 months to complete a collection of 12 clothes for the final. I have edit their collection by combining all the designs into a photo respectively, to save my time uploading them here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195079009215767570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBig1Yxk5BI/AAAAAAAABgE/qzyPs5gwBbg/s400/Jillian+final+collection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jillian's collection. Ermmm, not bad, but not my favourite I have to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195080027123016738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBihwoxk5CI/AAAAAAAABgM/WB9-Pbz3FKE/s400/Rami%27s+final+collection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rami's collection. Omigosh, I heart his collection so much, wearable and adorable!!!! And it's colorful if compare with the other two designers'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195077707840676690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBifpoxk41I/AAAAAAAABek/Vmu1GZ8wusA/s400/Christian%27s+final+collection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Christian's collection. As always, his designs are superb! =) He is just 21-year-old! And Victoria likes his design so much and asked him to design for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who's the winner? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, Christian was the Project Runway season 4 winner!!! I love their design so so much, either one of them wins, I also will be happy. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, I'm waiting for the 5th season which will be showed on July 2008! =) can't wait to see another good designers!!! Owh, how I wish that I can design that well too~~~ then I can design and sew my own clothes! So nice! But I doubt of my own creativity, as Heidi said: In fashion, one day you are in, and the next day, you'll out! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(p/s: this would be my toughest post, so far, =.= I've taken like more than 5 hours to write this. T_____T I also wonder why so hard.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-779699964955430436?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/779699964955430436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=779699964955430436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/779699964955430436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/779699964955430436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/project-runway-season-4.html' title='Project Runway- Season 4'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBif34xk46I/AAAAAAAABfM/x2TEqnbrfFI/s72-c/Heidi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-4404770911312176384</id><published>2008-04-29T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:40:39.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s favourite song'/><title type='text'>Say it again by Marie Digby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xR8EyPH4cP0&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart this song so much!!! &lt;3&lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Say it again" is her first official single.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her mom is Japanese and her father is Irish-American. No wonder she is so pretty! Undeniable, she can sing very well too! She's talented! =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, here's the lyrics. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Thing about love, is I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;You kinda crept up into me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;And now there's a voice inside my heart that's got me wondering&lt;br /&gt;Is this true? I wanna hear it one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;br /&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;br /&gt;Get just a litter louder&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love the way it feels&lt;br /&gt;when you are telling me that i'm&lt;br /&gt;the only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world stops to listen&lt;br /&gt;when you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;Say it again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;The thing about you is you know just how to get me&lt;br /&gt;You talk about us&lt;br /&gt;like there's no end in sight&lt;br /&gt;The thing about me is that I really wanna let you&lt;br /&gt;open the door and walk into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Move in a little closer&lt;br /&gt;Take it to a whisper&lt;br /&gt;Get just a litter louder&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love the way it feels&lt;br /&gt;when you are telling me that i'm&lt;br /&gt;the only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world stops to listen&lt;br /&gt;when you tell me you're in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;And it feels like&lt;br /&gt;it's the first time&lt;br /&gt;That anybody's ever brought the sun without the rain&lt;br /&gt;And never in my whole life&lt;br /&gt;Have I heard words as beautiful as when you say my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love the way it feels&lt;br /&gt;when you are telling me that i'm&lt;br /&gt;the only one who blows your mind&lt;br /&gt;Say it again for me&lt;br /&gt;It's like the whole world starts to listen&lt;br /&gt;when you tell me you're in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Say it again Say it again Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again Say it again Say it again&lt;br /&gt;Say it again Say it again Say it again&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you're in love&lt;br /&gt;Say it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thumbs up! Nice song! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: The video I got from you-tube isn't the complete song. Neway, just to show you how leng lui is she. haha.*envy* &gt;______&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-4404770911312176384?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4404770911312176384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=4404770911312176384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4404770911312176384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/4404770911312176384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/say-it-again-by-marie-digby.html' title='Say it again by Marie Digby'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-18476571963276157</id><published>2008-04-26T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:41:44.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the shopaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s talking craps'/><title type='text'>The pursuit of happiness</title><content type='html'>Yesh! The war has finally over! I've gained my independence, for like 2 weeks. WHAT? yeah, I have merely 2 weeks of holidays before my internship starts, a precious one. &gt;_&lt; id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193602571258094002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SBNiBYxk4bI/AAAAAAAABbU/xE4I97YnNM8/s320/yellow+shoes.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 'small' pressie I got for myself as the reward for struggling so hard against my laziness past few weeks ago. &gt;.&lt; I know, it's no Aldo, no Topshop, it's just Vincci. So what? Nice what. I know you think it's nice too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, forgot to mention that I've just watched "The pursuit of happiness" on HBO. Oh my, it's a very nice movie stars by Will Smith. Touching and meaningful~~~~~ I shall start pursuiting my happiness! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should do something to myself on this holidays. ya, something. What? I'll figure it out, I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-18476571963276157?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/18476571963276157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=18476571963276157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/18476571963276157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/18476571963276157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/pursuit-of-happiness.html' title='The pursuit of happiness'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-7792896454836588326</id><published>2008-04-25T09:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:42:12.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika thinks alot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s being emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the nerd'/><title type='text'>The ultimate fight in the War</title><content type='html'>I left the very last two papers to go, on Tomorrow! yeah, can't wait to sit for it now! but NO! I have ton of notes remain untouch now! T______________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after this post, I have to stick back to the desk and kiss goodbye my laptop with my broken heart. *sweat sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have lotta things to do after exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite sad for knowing most of my friends are going trips with family and friends during the 2 weeks holidays, and I know I can only go MidValley or 1Utama. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINE! I can stay alive without trips! I'm proud of myself now. wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway, I want to watch Project Runway,Weeeee~~~~! I want to read magazine! I want to play The Sims 2! I want to watch Gossip Girls! I want to exercise! I want to sleep! I want to shopping! I want to sing k! I want to watch movie! I want to.... do anything I like! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's time to back the cruel and bloody real world. CIAOZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-7792896454836588326?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7792896454836588326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=7792896454836588326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/7792896454836588326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/7792896454836588326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/ultimate-fight-in-war.html' title='The ultimate fight in the War'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-1377557840724756424</id><published>2008-04-22T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:42:44.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s favourite show'/><title type='text'>Make it work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SA10Soxk4ZI/AAAAAAAABbE/xljIebN8wdc/s1600-h/r515715673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191933808959873426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SA10Soxk4ZI/AAAAAAAABbE/xljIebN8wdc/s400/r515715673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my. Do you know about Project Runway? I have to say that this is my favourite TV show ever! I love watching Project Runway so so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Project Runway is a Peabody Award-winning American reality television series on the Bravo network which focuses on fashion design. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The contestants compete with each other to create the best clothes and are usually restricted in time, materials, and theme. Their designs are judged and one or more designers are eliminated each week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently watching Season 4 from youtube. I used to watch the previous seasons from TV, and I willing to stay awake until 4 in the midnight just to watch the repeat of the show! hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I watched until episode 6 nia so far for this 4th season, I wanted to continue, but ton of notes waiting for me now. aiks aiks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might wanna blog more on these after the bloody final! I want to! I'm so excited to write about it! And I'll show how amazing their designs were!!!! Omygosh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday! faster come to me! I wanna continue watching, I can't wait to see who's the winner! shhhhh, don't tell me who was it. I know he would win. AHHAHAA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, continue with my revision. Albeit now it's very last minute for me to revise, as Tim always says: Make it work! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-1377557840724756424?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1377557840724756424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=1377557840724756424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1377557840724756424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/1377557840724756424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/make-it-work.html' title='Make it work!'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/SA10Soxk4ZI/AAAAAAAABbE/xljIebN8wdc/s72-c/r515715673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-907490034099441299</id><published>2008-04-21T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:43:07.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika&apos;s being emo'/><title type='text'>Idiot</title><content type='html'>What the!!!! The story is like this, when I'm still a newbie in blogspot, my cousin once told me that think carefully for your URL ya, once you set, there's no return, means can't change. That's why this blog is created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I just found out that I actually can change my URL in the setting!!!! So easy and convenient! Rather than create a brand new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;angry &lt;/span&gt;with such innocent me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few seconds of the very-angry-moment, I calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I even getting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more angry&lt;/span&gt; with the stupid me now. Know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coz&lt;/span&gt;, what am I thinking?! If I simply change my URL for the previous blog, no one is getting to know that I have already changed my URL! I mean people can't even log on to bling-bling-diamond to ever get the news about the changing IF I change it that way!!!! you get what I mean??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think that I still can change the URL only and tell people by using either MSN or what, butI don't think I will tell people that I've changed the URL one by one loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I don't know I should laugh or cry now? where's my brain?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-907490034099441299?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/907490034099441299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=907490034099441299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/907490034099441299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/907490034099441299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/idiot.html' title='Idiot'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8050211161037307390.post-8657665896620807218</id><published>2008-04-21T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:43:35.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika needs attention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rika the nerd'/><title type='text'>The grand opening</title><content type='html'>Yeap! Rika's still here, still in the blog sphere I mean. Just like what I have mentioned in my previous blog, I decided to create this blog is just because I don't really like the previous URL, bling-bling-diamond &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt; I have no mood at all to study, even if I'm holding the notes, my heart is still not with me. T_____T what should I do? someone please motivate me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, there's ton of works to do in managing a new blog. So, do forgive me for the mess over here. I promise I will update more and arrange here immediately right after my exam ya! Wait for me~~~~~ darling. I may not be a perfect blogger, but I'll make you love me. =.= Apparently, I also don't know what I am saying. I should back to my notes now. lazy bugs, go away! Wish me luck ya, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8050211161037307390-8657665896620807218?l=miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/8657665896620807218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8050211161037307390&amp;postID=8657665896620807218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/8657665896620807218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8050211161037307390/posts/default/8657665896620807218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miyoko-sparkle.blogspot.com/2008/04/grand-opening.html' title='The grand opening'/><author><name>Teapot Rika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06748752354370818455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nWQ1HaykNdI/R1JuT8C9WnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/0QpGer6v7qo/S220/2072658467_acf930f35b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
