<?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-1888396847080731324</id><updated>2011-10-29T16:49:10.406+08:00</updated><category term='Respect'/><category term='Fort Canning'/><category term='10 Aug &apos;09'/><category term='NIN'/><title type='text'>Riot Apple</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6759782138785694024</id><published>2010-08-26T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T16:36:20.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping In Facebook When The Weather Is Bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYmxk2tw9I/AAAAAAAAAjg/uC1XMHLyuQg/s1600/DSC_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYmxk2tw9I/AAAAAAAAAjg/uC1XMHLyuQg/s400/DSC_0097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509633827282994130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYmxCjPnlI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Pa7uR6aqqPI/s1600/DSC_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYmxCjPnlI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Pa7uR6aqqPI/s400/DSC_0099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509633818074521170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYmw5LdwEI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/pyR-TAdFDHM/s1600/DSC_0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYmw5LdwEI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/pyR-TAdFDHM/s400/DSC_0092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509633815558864962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 16px; font-family:arial, verdana, tahoma, geneva, 'trebuchet ms';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There were times when I just do not feel like going out for shopping. It’s either I’m chained to my lappie doing my work or I became lazy due to the hot scorching weather. Anyway, I found this outfit at a Facebook page by this user named Eyfa Sufi. Eyfa stocks a lot of stuffs and it’s pretty cheap, especially her clothes. This dress might just cost me $39.90 – $43.00 at a store in a local mall. But I got it at $29.00 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Initially I wanted black, but I got a call from Eyfa Sufi saying that it was out of stock. I was pretty disheartened. Anyway, I decided to just buy it since I don’t have much outfit in colours. The moment I received it in my mail, I was so happy! As for the shoes, I got it at New Look and it’s suede. I wanted size 6, but my husband thinks that my feet look good in size 5. It’s a bit tight, but i really hope it could expand. If it doesn’t, then he’s going to get me a new pair of shoes. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6759782138785694024?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6759782138785694024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6759782138785694024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6759782138785694024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6759782138785694024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/08/shopping-in-facebook-when-weather-is.html' title='Shopping In Facebook When The Weather Is Bad.'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYmxk2tw9I/AAAAAAAAAjg/uC1XMHLyuQg/s72-c/DSC_0097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8813910348932936028</id><published>2010-08-13T13:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:03:35.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Did Not Disappear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TGTf-tMdANI/AAAAAAAAAjA/at7Q_aHdavE/s1600/P7014706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TGTf-tMdANI/AAAAAAAAAjA/at7Q_aHdavE/s400/P7014706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504770912930300114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TGTf-D2xGQI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hXoNAIgvy94/s1600/DSC_9245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TGTf-D2xGQI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hXoNAIgvy94/s400/DSC_9245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504770901833488642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TGTf9n3SStI/AAAAAAAAAiw/eqz2Rj1GEoI/s1600/P7014659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TGTf9n3SStI/AAAAAAAAAiw/eqz2Rj1GEoI/s400/P7014659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504770894319471314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ey peeps, it's been 2 months since I update my posts. I've been very, very, very busy and now that I've been selected for my company's revamp project, I'm required to be involved in a lot of things, like makeup, styling and photoshoots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just got married and I will need to prepare for the customary wedding ceremony in February 2011. Busy, busy, busy... Oh guess what, my left eye was swollen and it hurt for 2 days. I looked like I was being punched because I didn't have enough sleep all due to projects... Anyway, I'm just going to share my wedding photos. In case you were wondering about my hair, I went for extensions just for my wedding. I woke up at 5.45 am just to do the makeup. I didn't have the time to do nails as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8813910348932936028?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8813910348932936028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8813910348932936028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8813910348932936028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8813910348932936028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-did-not-disappear.html' title='I Did Not Disappear'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TGTf-tMdANI/AAAAAAAAAjA/at7Q_aHdavE/s72-c/P7014706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8268651715332372597</id><published>2010-06-01T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T09:48:28.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got The Blues For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TARmegFOhGI/AAAAAAAAAio/7gaXZCtGWhs/s1600/2010-05-27+19.23.24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TARmegFOhGI/AAAAAAAAAio/7gaXZCtGWhs/s400/2010-05-27+19.23.24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477615720983331938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TARmeatDkjI/AAAAAAAAAig/7eNJVqsrgpc/s1600/2010-05-27+19.24.24_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TARmeatDkjI/AAAAAAAAAig/7eNJVqsrgpc/s400/2010-05-27+19.24.24_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477615719539774002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TARmd7w_SXI/AAAAAAAAAiY/gGNEsVaFDTI/s1600/2010-05-27+19.25.03_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TARmd7w_SXI/AAAAAAAAAiY/gGNEsVaFDTI/s400/2010-05-27+19.25.03_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477615711234771314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I apologise to Nurse Zalina if my blog has been stagnant lately. Seriously, Nurse Zalina is a fan of Riot Apple and she stays tune to whatever I've been up to, according to a resource in the clinic. The reasons are: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1) I'm busy with wedding preparations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2) I'm building a portfolio for my career &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3) My ankle was injured 2 weeks ago and it's healing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anyway, I regretted for not being able to snap a picture when a client came to  me for make-up. I couldn't do it because I had to respect the photographer as this is HIS client, not mine... Anyway, i'll try to ask the management if they could request a picture from the photographer. Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is a look for the summer and I did this recently on a date night. The lighting is not really good as I took the pictures using my camera phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8268651715332372597?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8268651715332372597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8268651715332372597' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8268651715332372597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8268651715332372597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/06/got-blues-for-you.html' title='Got The Blues For You'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/TARmegFOhGI/AAAAAAAAAio/7gaXZCtGWhs/s72-c/2010-05-27+19.23.24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-399539663026220395</id><published>2010-05-27T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T02:23:30.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>33 dEgrees CelsiUs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dPIY-93I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/F_mk1lg8nXI/s1600/2010-05-27+01.05.48_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dPIY-93I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/F_mk1lg8nXI/s400/2010-05-27+01.05.48_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475635236484085618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dOShlEeI/AAAAAAAAAiI/L-edMNskWNI/s1600/2010-05-26+21.47.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dOShlEeI/AAAAAAAAAiI/L-edMNskWNI/s400/2010-05-26+21.47.28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475635222024622562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dN2imJBI/AAAAAAAAAiA/UKLPQ1Xo1Zw/s1600/2010-05-26+21.58.01_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dN2imJBI/AAAAAAAAAiA/UKLPQ1Xo1Zw/s400/2010-05-26+21.58.01_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475635214512694290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dNEUgFhI/AAAAAAAAAh4/HoGgY2NI9UQ/s1600/2010-05-26+21.56.54_Marine+Parade_Singapore_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dNEUgFhI/AAAAAAAAAh4/HoGgY2NI9UQ/s400/2010-05-26+21.56.54_Marine+Parade_Singapore_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475635201031804434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dMq7j1DI/AAAAAAAAAhw/k98XJrB1PGI/s1600/2010-05-26+21.58.49_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dMq7j1DI/AAAAAAAAAhw/k98XJrB1PGI/s400/2010-05-26+21.58.49_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475635194216305714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The weather has been really hot lately. I got this playsuit at a flea market near my residence and it was worth the find! There were few other colours available like pink, red, blue, yellow and green. It was all so pretty and I had to ask my good friend to choose one for me. He said I would look hot in red; however, green would be sweet for me as it goes well with my skin complexion. Voila! I took green in the end and I'm loving it. It was so lovely that the first time I wore it, my fiancee thinks that I looked like a grown-up woman in a little girl's clothes (awkward way) and he just refused to take pictures of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Anyway, I wore a long cardigan over it so I won't look too kiddy-ish. Turns out it looked more casual with my Harrod's bag and Ked's sneakers... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-399539663026220395?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/399539663026220395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=399539663026220395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/399539663026220395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/399539663026220395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/05/33-degrees-celsius.html' title='33 dEgrees CelsiUs!'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_1dPIY-93I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/F_mk1lg8nXI/s72-c/2010-05-27+01.05.48_SG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1764192749695224315</id><published>2010-05-25T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T23:50:39.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks To The Weather...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.makeupbag.net/wp-content/uploads/chanel-chance-eau-tendre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 518px;" src="http://www.makeupbag.net/wp-content/uploads/chanel-chance-eau-tendre.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_vvVlTDYsI/AAAAAAAAAho/m1nadoXpUn8/s1600/052510202211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_vvVlTDYsI/AAAAAAAAAho/m1nadoXpUn8/s400/052510202211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475232926067286722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I came across this beautiful advert of Chanel's perfume, Chance Eau de Tendre on a local fashion magazine and was so inspired to do this nail art! I know the lighting sucks... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;o_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_vvUwds5rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/dzwlbscwcb4/s1600/2010-05-16+19.09.55_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_vvUwds5rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/dzwlbscwcb4/s400/2010-05-16+19.09.55_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475232911884871346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't you just love having a fruity popsicles on a hot day???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_vvUmdrTrI/AAAAAAAAAhY/d6wUyrDCRFQ/s1600/2010-05-16+19.09.10_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_vvUmdrTrI/AAAAAAAAAhY/d6wUyrDCRFQ/s400/2010-05-16+19.09.10_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475232909200412338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I need a holiday!!! It'll be so lovely to rock a pair of matching bikini with this design on my nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_vvUKa1KnI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/bFx-Mi9J2_M/s1600/2010-05-16+17.44.08.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_vvUKa1KnI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/bFx-Mi9J2_M/s400/2010-05-16+17.44.08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475232901672282738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is super random. My colleague was playing Lady Gaga's Bad Romance on her phone the other day and I was so inspired to try this. The pink rhinestones were an idea from the Mac Vivaglam Lip Glass ad for Cyndi Luper &amp;amp; Lady Gaga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;There's so much changes in the workplace these days and it's getting much better. New clientele, system is running in order and we're back in business. Before I move on to another company, I have decided to contribute to the company I'm currently in so at least I won't have to regret for not doing this, or that. I'm doing this for myself. I wanna leave with a clear conscience. Like I did when I left Flair more than a year ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So, I'm working on my nail artworks and glad that the management wants to include make-up artistry as well :) I've included some of the pieces in this post. I apologise if I haven't been consistent with updating my posts... I was down with flu for more than a week. Thanks to the climate changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1764192749695224315?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1764192749695224315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1764192749695224315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1764192749695224315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1764192749695224315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks-to-weather.html' title='Thanks To The Weather...'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S_vvVlTDYsI/AAAAAAAAAho/m1nadoXpUn8/s72-c/052510202211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-5249062546778632547</id><published>2010-05-15T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:23:10.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Is Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IZT2VmDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/lQP5NZqz4T0/s1600/051510101155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IZT2VmDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/lQP5NZqz4T0/s400/051510101155.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471530934452197426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IY0PIi9I/AAAAAAAAAhA/SNSoFRE0uNc/s1600/2010-05-15+10.09.24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IY0PIi9I/AAAAAAAAAhA/SNSoFRE0uNc/s400/2010-05-15+10.09.24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471530925966265298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IYaaYUUI/AAAAAAAAAg4/vuOUap8RHCw/s1600/2010-05-15+09.14.07_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IYaaYUUI/AAAAAAAAAg4/vuOUap8RHCw/s400/2010-05-15+09.14.07_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471530919034114370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IX3VWoEI/AAAAAAAAAgw/3Iu2d69V4m0/s1600/2010-05-15+09.12.25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IX3VWoEI/AAAAAAAAAgw/3Iu2d69V4m0/s400/2010-05-15+09.12.25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471530909617791042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IXDH7uYI/AAAAAAAAAgo/4lz-OFprWuw/s1600/2010-05-15+09.12.01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IXDH7uYI/AAAAAAAAAgo/4lz-OFprWuw/s400/2010-05-15+09.12.01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471530895602858370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;oday's outfit is really casual and I've worn this on one of my post before. However, I'm actually focusing on my accessories, also the trend that we're currently seeing now. Whoever says gold jewelries are worn by your typical Makcik Golden Chance (a term we call a Malay auntie who shows off her brightly shining gold jewelries; even when she's doing her groceries at the supermarket), shut your mouth and open your eyes wide. This season, gold is in the trend. Now, some of my friends may giggle at the idea of wearing yellow gold jewelries, and they would even dare to call me Makcik Golden Chance. It depends how you stack your shinies and it is not necessary for you to break your bank. Oh, don't you think it's gorgeous if you combine it with pearls? Swoons... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What's even unique is when you have vintage or heirloom pieces to spruce up the outfit. My mum's best friend got me the pearl necklace when I was about 5-6. I'm glad my mum kept it for me. On top of that, keep your make-up minimal for the day and strictly NO gold/bronzy eyeshadows; unless you wanna look like you've been touched by Midas. Please excuse me as I was in a rush, so I only had mascara and blusher. My lips? I used MAC Retro lipstick and I just can't get enough of the colour! It's a lovely weather out there, so let your GOLDIES shine! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Top: Flea market in Bangkok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Skirt: Urban Inc from Tangs Vivocity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shoes: U.R.S (birthday present)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Accessories: Elitrend/Chamelon/Vintage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Playlist: Sweetest Thing by Camera Obscura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-5249062546778632547?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5249062546778632547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=5249062546778632547' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5249062546778632547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5249062546778632547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/05/old-is-gold.html' title='Old Is Gold'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-7IZT2VmDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/lQP5NZqz4T0/s72-c/051510101155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6440296738975387854</id><published>2010-05-12T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:28:42.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress Your Nails For The Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-rDvaHJS9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/9QidXDMP83Y/s1600/051010220213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-rDvaHJS9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/9QidXDMP83Y/s400/051010220213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470399916625447890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ou can have a nail art on your two big toes if you like, and pinks are a must-have colour for the the season! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-rDuypHR2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/dIDVwEFqyKA/s1600/2010-05-10+18.41.12_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-rDuypHR2I/AAAAAAAAAgY/dIDVwEFqyKA/s400/2010-05-10+18.41.12_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470399906030503778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This metallic green from Misa nail lacquer will is my colleague's favourite. It might appear a little too dark, however, it's a great colour for that hot night at the beach bar. Think sexy tunes from Late Night Alumni :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-rDuYQxf7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/mMaEP8wX118/s1600/2010-05-10+18.35.53_Bedok_Singapore_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-rDuYQxf7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/mMaEP8wX118/s400/2010-05-10+18.35.53_Bedok_Singapore_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470399898949091250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love this combination at the moment. Initially, I couldn't think of any proper colour for the girl. Suddenly, I remembered ice creams, macaroons and cupcakes. It didn't took me long to grab the polish and paint it. I was inspired by Christian Louboutin suede maryjane so I created this. Don't you think it's such a pretty combo with sky blue, hot pink (OPI's D.C Cherry Blossom) and the gold glitter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-rDt62OFsI/AAAAAAAAAgI/XLRgSAHxolM/s1600/2010-05-10+18.29.11_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-rDt62OFsI/AAAAAAAAAgI/XLRgSAHxolM/s400/2010-05-10+18.29.11_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470399891053090498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For those who prefer a simple yet chic look, there is no harm in having pastel blue polish alone. In case you're wondering what colour I painted, it's Glorious from Anne &amp;amp; Florio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ately, I have been busy with my wedding plans and I have been pretty tired to just sit in front of my lappie. Let me be honest with you. I haven't been taking much photos of my outfit lately because I was rushing out to work and mum hasn't been feeling too well so I wasn't in a mood to take any pictures. Mum had shingles and couldn't walk. It's pretty sad that my mum can't hold my solemnisation ceremony at all so I am holding a small gathering among my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I have few pictures taken and I'm loading. Dress your nails, ladies! Here are the colours I did for my colleague! Nudes are the rage for the season, however, if you wanna be more playful and adventurous, try opting for opaque, pastel colours! Not only they're cute, but they'll look delicious on your nails and make a statement with your outfit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6440296738975387854?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6440296738975387854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6440296738975387854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6440296738975387854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6440296738975387854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/05/dress-your-nails-for-summer.html' title='Dress Your Nails For The Summer!'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S-rDvaHJS9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/9QidXDMP83Y/s72-c/051010220213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1137404234740382321</id><published>2010-04-30T16:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:29:55.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Take My Hat Off From My Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9qUAzWO5yI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Dr2Z8QpHtP8/s1600/2010-04-28+10.42.11_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9qUAzWO5yI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Dr2Z8QpHtP8/s400/2010-04-28+10.42.11_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465843839271888674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ately, I've been taking pictures by myself and It's not as awesome as being taken by someone. Here's the Outfit Of The Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bowler hat: Elitrend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;White top: Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pencil Skirt: Forever 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pink Plaid shirt: Bugis Village (I can't remember the shop, cos I got it like 2 years ago?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Red Belt: Salvatore Ferragammo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1137404234740382321?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1137404234740382321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1137404234740382321' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1137404234740382321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1137404234740382321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/04/lately-ive-been-taking-pictures-by.html' title='Can&apos;t Take My Hat Off From My Head'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9qUAzWO5yI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Dr2Z8QpHtP8/s72-c/2010-04-28+10.42.11_SG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1630802682530438434</id><published>2010-04-30T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:23:34.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Colours From OPI... Coming Soon To Salons Near You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.femmething.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/OPI-Shrek-forever-after-summer-nail-polish-collection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 639px;" src="http://www.femmething.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/OPI-Shrek-forever-after-summer-nail-polish-collection.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n May, OPI is going to have new colours! And guess what are their inspirations? It's Shrek's Forever And After series! Shrek has always been my favourite comedy and I never get sick and tired watching it. Apparently, this is the last sequel of Shrek. Brights By OPI comes up with gorgeous colours and this year, we've seen four colours, inspired from the movie Alice In Wonderland. Hey, OPI colours are getting very much interesting, huh? Look out for colours named Funky Donkey, What's With The Cattitude (obviously, it's Puss In Boots!), Rumple's Wiggin', Who The Shrek Are You?, Ogre The Top Blue and Fiercely Fiona! Great colours for the summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll be having a giveaway next week and stay tuned! The giveaway will consist of a gift bag of a nail accessories! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1630802682530438434?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1630802682530438434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1630802682530438434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1630802682530438434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1630802682530438434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-colours-from-opi-coming-soon-to.html' title='New Colours From OPI... Coming Soon To Salons Near You!'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3848880037889790314</id><published>2010-04-28T00:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T01:29:35.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am A Junk Food Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9cblSjy0DI/AAAAAAAAAfY/d3OBxQ2iopE/s1600/2010-04-27+20.35.10_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9cblSjy0DI/AAAAAAAAAfY/d3OBxQ2iopE/s400/2010-04-27+20.35.10_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464867000288464946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The desserts are so yummy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9caW4QY5MI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Fy9JlVbGqFQ/s1600/2010-04-27+20.34.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9caW4QY5MI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Fy9JlVbGqFQ/s400/2010-04-27+20.34.08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464865653197956290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The wedding cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9caWrPZXOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/IZtlQqSWyLY/s1600/2010-04-27+20.33.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9caWrPZXOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/IZtlQqSWyLY/s400/2010-04-27+20.33.28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464865649704131810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm so famished!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9caV54dvgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/pLdnEv0j9Zs/s1600/2010-04-27+20.33.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9caV54dvgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/pLdnEv0j9Zs/s400/2010-04-27+20.33.49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464865636454612482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The cafe I was talking about, Basement, after Cold Storage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9caVmHvgfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/pBz-nXpWOqM/s1600/2010-04-26+10.25.32_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9caVmHvgfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/pBz-nXpWOqM/s400/2010-04-26+10.25.32_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464865631149982194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Accessories to go with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9caVFIJ-ZI/AAAAAAAAAew/K0c7i--URbg/s1600/2010-04-26+10.23.37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9caVFIJ-ZI/AAAAAAAAAew/K0c7i--URbg/s400/2010-04-26+10.23.37.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464865622293346706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;his is the third time I ate at this small cafe at Siglap Centre. I had Curry Chicken sandwich with ice chocolate. The sandwich is fine and I requested a low fat milk and more chocolaty taste for my drink. Anyway, the deserts are so yummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I also included my outfit post here because I have not enough time or I would be too tired to have my picture taken. Cheers everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What's In My Playlist: Uh-Oh by Taken By Cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3848880037889790314?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3848880037889790314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3848880037889790314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3848880037889790314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3848880037889790314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-junk-food-lover.html' title='I Am A Junk Food Lover'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9cblSjy0DI/AAAAAAAAAfY/d3OBxQ2iopE/s72-c/2010-04-27+20.35.10_SG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-4979573932873431384</id><published>2010-04-25T18:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:51:11.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nail Arts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9Qd8cv7dvI/AAAAAAAAAeo/NevWzfi4IFQ/s1600/041410202627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9Qd8cv7dvI/AAAAAAAAAeo/NevWzfi4IFQ/s400/041410202627.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464025172253832946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9Qd72uErjI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lXLo0JlLcIU/s1600/nail+art+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9Qd72uErjI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lXLo0JlLcIU/s400/nail+art+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464025162045500978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9Qd7bhQzZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/D9HBOhOgsyE/s1600/041410202826.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9Qd7bhQzZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/D9HBOhOgsyE/s400/041410202826.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464025154744012178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9Qd64t-P2I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eCj-0g3ZWcI/s1600/041410202536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9Qd64t-P2I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eCj-0g3ZWcI/s400/041410202536.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464025145402081122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;k, this is what I did last week. I'm supposed to post this, but I forgot. Anyway, I did this and was so inspired for the spring and summer designs and I guess I can have one on my big toes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-4979573932873431384?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4979573932873431384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=4979573932873431384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4979573932873431384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4979573932873431384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/04/nail-arts.html' title='Nail Arts'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S9Qd8cv7dvI/AAAAAAAAAeo/NevWzfi4IFQ/s72-c/041410202627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6543830914400227929</id><published>2010-04-18T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T01:39:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's In My Bag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ey everyone, I am pretty disturbed these few days each time when someone asks me what do I put in my bag that I carry shoulder bags most of the time, rather than a purse. To be honest, I do not fancy the idea of carrying a see-through patent bag because I like to remain discreet and, I do not like people staring at my bag in curiosity; especially when they see a clean panties or condom box. A woman's bag is usually in a mess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8nxz_1C_fI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-pk1wwHA4a0/s1600/2010-04-17+23.01.57_SG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8nxz_1C_fI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-pk1wwHA4a0/s400/2010-04-17+23.01.57_SG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461161898772987378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vivienne Westwood spectacle case - I wipe my Viviennes' every now n then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayfarers 'Bedek' Shades - look chic n protect my eyes from the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxy long wallet - Moolahs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pilgrimage by Paolo Coelho - one of e bibles for Journey Of Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Choice wet tissue - I'm kinda klutz. Ah, also can use it to wipe my bottom. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod Touch 16GB - soundtrack of my daily life. Wat? U think only Hollywood movies got soundtrack ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink pouch - salvation kit containing my Sephoras, lip balms, blotters n mini parfum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red notebook &amp;amp; pen - Journey of Silence workbook. 'Nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6543830914400227929?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6543830914400227929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6543830914400227929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6543830914400227929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6543830914400227929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-in-my-bag.html' title='What&apos;s In My Bag?'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8nxz_1C_fI/AAAAAAAAAeI/-pk1wwHA4a0/s72-c/2010-04-17+23.01.57_SG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-487617024948578337</id><published>2010-04-16T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:40:22.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gossips</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8gh_PkeRrI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dHhAuwNmMPU/s1600/DSC_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8gh_PkeRrI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dHhAuwNmMPU/s400/DSC_0037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460651918581712562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8gh8unUcWI/AAAAAAAAAc4/KRVpXVI3BrM/s1600/DSC_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8gh8unUcWI/AAAAAAAAAc4/KRVpXVI3BrM/s400/DSC_0033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460651875375542626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What could be more fun than being such an individual that you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;k, so I've not been online for few days already and I'm lacking posts. Oh guess what, I met a friend the other day and we had such a good chat over cup noodles and blueberry tea! So much stories about few folks in my neighbourhood and I'm glad I stopped hanging around with those kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's this girl who lives her life off with hatred, anger and jealousy. According to a close friend of mine, she hasn't changed a bit. This girl is a real destroyer, she'll befriend you and works her way up on your relationships/marriages and makes sure your world crumble to pieces. She'll do anything to make sure to wreck your life and make everyone hate you. Now, how cruel is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I stopped talking to Mr Big (that's because he's big size and round) because he's getting on my nerves. He never seemed to care if I'm with my fiancee or I'm busy cooking. First meeting, you'll see him as Mr Nice Guy. Eventually, you'll grow sick and tired of him. His jokes are lame, stupid and not worth listening. He thinks he made great parodies of everyone. I stopped talking to him and refuse to answer his calls. Another guy just can't live his life as an individual. I don't know if he's jealous of his friends' achievements or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woah, I'm so glad I no longer surround myself with these pathetic and negative people. Anyway, I was such in a happy mood when I wore these. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-487617024948578337?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/487617024948578337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=487617024948578337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/487617024948578337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/487617024948578337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/04/gossips.html' title='The Gossips'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8gh_PkeRrI/AAAAAAAAAdA/dHhAuwNmMPU/s72-c/DSC_0037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1629953569616648953</id><published>2010-04-11T21:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:12:28.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Manifest The Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8HSXSTzVoI/AAAAAAAAAcw/m_7jF-wDx1c/s1600/P4090197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8HSXSTzVoI/AAAAAAAAAcw/m_7jF-wDx1c/s400/P4090197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458875520843470466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8HSW6_Z5YI/AAAAAAAAAco/OaRxISb32n8/s1600/P4090195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8HSW6_Z5YI/AAAAAAAAAco/OaRxISb32n8/s400/P4090195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458875514583901570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alking on the phone with an ex-colleague has never been this good! Among all the gossips I heard in the previous salon, this one is really crazy. Too much politics and negativity going around so that's the reason why I withdrew. Anyway, life has never been this exciting! I'm hearing good news around me and that's just the icing on the cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They said when you're happy most of the time, your complexion improved. I was skeptic initially, however it doesn't stop me from experimenting myself being such a happy chick. It was true and it is one of my beauty regime besides getting a good rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talking about beauty, here's an honest opinion from me. You can wear anything from Zara, Urban Outfitters, Asos or anything else. But if you can't utter a word of appreciation, then that's so unglamorous. You can accessorize anything from the latest collection you got from Thomas Sabo, but you can never outshine yourself if you put on such a s*** face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1629953569616648953?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1629953569616648953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1629953569616648953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1629953569616648953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1629953569616648953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-manifest-goodness.html' title='Let&apos;s Manifest The Goodness'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S8HSXSTzVoI/AAAAAAAAAcw/m_7jF-wDx1c/s72-c/P4090197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-2980867828328606237</id><published>2010-04-04T23:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:28:34.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do I Do With These?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7irre-U3dI/AAAAAAAAAcg/JYgLNg_DmHo/s1600/P4040200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7irre-U3dI/AAAAAAAAAcg/JYgLNg_DmHo/s400/P4040200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456299712096558546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;An upclose of the maxi dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7irq0KWSII/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ubu-Xox5jzk/s1600/P4040199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7irq0KWSII/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ubu-Xox5jzk/s400/P4040199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456299700604258434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I designed this maxi dress 3 years ago and I still haven't wore it. I gave one to my sis-in-law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7irpRC3SpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/GxtVaNvLhvg/s1600/P4040202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7irpRC3SpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/GxtVaNvLhvg/s400/P4040202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456299673997757074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;An upclose of my red dres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;s&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7iroju-GDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/LKOp8etIXWA/s1600/P4040196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7iroju-GDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/LKOp8etIXWA/s400/P4040196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456299661834721330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I bought this 3 years ago and I wore it thrice. It just hangs in my closet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7irnWF-BrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/WvhUovKDNoE/s1600/P4040195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7irnWF-BrI/AAAAAAAAAcA/WvhUovKDNoE/s400/P4040195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456299640993220274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I bought this last month and I have not worn it yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;osh. I have few things in my closet and it's not even worn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-2980867828328606237?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2980867828328606237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=2980867828328606237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/2980867828328606237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/2980867828328606237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-do-i-do-with-these.html' title='What Do I Do With These?'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7irre-U3dI/AAAAAAAAAcg/JYgLNg_DmHo/s72-c/P4040200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3376887381284051218</id><published>2010-03-30T20:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:55:37.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's A Race. Choose To Be The Tortoise or Hare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7H8aT4QU1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/RPZDCiJ50Lk/s1600/P3270218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7H8aT4QU1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/RPZDCiJ50Lk/s400/P3270218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454418152665404242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7H8Z7Dj8uI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UbVuwgGSA7s/s1600/P3270214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7H8Z7Dj8uI/AAAAAAAAAbw/UbVuwgGSA7s/s400/P3270214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454418146001941218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he reason I have been pretty quiet lately is because something happened 2 weeks ago and I was left pretty upset, full of regrets and angry. Not at anyone, but myself. I have been living in denial for years, to an extent that it didn't do me any good. My prayers were answered when I wanted a guidance. It came in a form of a good friend, who has been wanting to tell me a lot of things. I got the answers I needed and I set myself free finally. All those pent-up feelings were doing harm not just to me but the people around me as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The pill was too bitter to swallow, but I know if I don't do this, I won't get any better. Well I guess, slowing things down is way much blissful than to rush things. I finally understood why some people who were a total bummer for years are now on their way to success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3376887381284051218?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3376887381284051218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3376887381284051218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3376887381284051218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3376887381284051218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/03/lifes-race-choose-to-be-tortoise-or.html' title='Life&apos;s A Race. Choose To Be The Tortoise or Hare'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S7H8aT4QU1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/RPZDCiJ50Lk/s72-c/P3270218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-5233358037536415212</id><published>2010-03-18T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T01:28:51.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Nice To Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S6EQAuH8HCI/AAAAAAAAAbo/7CTh_EfbMmI/s1600-h/P3170221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S6EQAuH8HCI/AAAAAAAAAbo/7CTh_EfbMmI/s400/P3170221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449654628662385698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S6EQALeZbhI/AAAAAAAAAbg/onhTgwKG8lw/s1600-h/P3170218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S6EQALeZbhI/AAAAAAAAAbg/onhTgwKG8lw/s400/P3170218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449654619361340946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S6EP_s5xXLI/AAAAAAAAAbY/42bPFDgK_yw/s1600-h/P3170216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S6EP_s5xXLI/AAAAAAAAAbY/42bPFDgK_yw/s400/P3170216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449654611154656434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ave you ever look at yourself in awe that you're the most wonderful and lovely person your mum has ever given birth? When was the last time you look in the mirror and exclaim 'I'm gorgeous'? Maybe this morning while primping yourself up. I don't know. Do you accept yourself when you see someone as talented/beautiful/fun as you? Half of the time, we criticise ourselves and keep saying that we're not really creative, our taste in clothes are not as stylish as the girl who lives next to our block or our ideas are not pursuing enough. For example, if your friend feels that her blog is not as interesting as other blogs or her songs are not inspiring enough, would you criticise her or give an encouragement? You know what to do and what to say, so why not you be a good friend to yourself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Darya Zabelina's article, a research has shown that when we're nice to ourselves, we're actually boosting our creativity. The experiment was done by having the subjects write down a list of their negative personal experience from the past and then listing ways in which others also experience similar events, express understanding and kindness; like how we would sympathize a friend. On another words, being nice to yourself won't need an extra cost because you can do whatever that makes you happy. Plug your ears to your IPod and sing out loud in the room? Dance to Steve Aoki's mixes? What else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-5233358037536415212?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5233358037536415212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=5233358037536415212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5233358037536415212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5233358037536415212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-nice-to-yourself.html' title='Be Nice To Yourself'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S6EQAuH8HCI/AAAAAAAAAbo/7CTh_EfbMmI/s72-c/P3170221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6996319278993293147</id><published>2010-03-11T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T18:50:14.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Covet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5jKgelyOEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gIQ6C6vdlS4/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmVuWVppZm9zM3hHRkxtWUpnR1VUZGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5jKgelyOEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gIQ6C6vdlS4/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmVuWVppZm9zM3hHRkxtWUpnR1VUZGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447326408620783682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5jKgEJTjTI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Uo2oEQN7f_s/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkpGZm9uZHdzM3hHRnVMNVY3aExyb1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5jKgEJTjTI/AAAAAAAAAbI/Uo2oEQN7f_s/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkpGZm9uZHdzM3hHRnVMNVY3aExyb1EAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447326401522011442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5jKfjeI-ZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xvQiFGdfbPc/s1600-h/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFllBSXNOT2tzM3hHNVdQWHJmMlVUZGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5jKfjeI-ZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xvQiFGdfbPc/s400/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFllBSXNOT2tzM3hHNVdQWHJmMlVUZGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447326392751028626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here's nothing much I could do today except playing games in my ITouch and create outfits. Good thing I have something to do tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6996319278993293147?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6996319278993293147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6996319278993293147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6996319278993293147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6996319278993293147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-covet.html' title='I Covet'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5jKgelyOEI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/gIQ6C6vdlS4/s72-c/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmVuWVppZm9zM3hHRkxtWUpnR1VUZGcAAAACaWQKAXgAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3018651869023687988</id><published>2010-03-10T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:16:12.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy And Hazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5enUeLEM4I/AAAAAAAAAa4/gepMbkPeIsQ/s1600-h/P3060231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5enUeLEM4I/AAAAAAAAAa4/gepMbkPeIsQ/s400/P3060231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447006244466602882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Top: F21, Scarf: Random, Boyfriend Jeans: Uniqlo, Belt: Random, Shoes: Random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5enTi41hBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/5SKxmpVeEqo/s1600-h/P3050224.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5enTi41hBI/AAAAAAAAAaw/5SKxmpVeEqo/s400/P3050224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447006228552451090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5enS4cDtoI/AAAAAAAAAao/B4-BWVrAPEA/s1600-h/P3050220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5enS4cDtoI/AAAAAAAAAao/B4-BWVrAPEA/s400/P3050220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447006217157457538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You've seen the dress and the top. I didn't know what to do and I mix it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5enSGSKVgI/AAAAAAAAAag/rU3cl53tsio/s1600-h/P3050217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5enSGSKVgI/AAAAAAAAAag/rU3cl53tsio/s400/P3050217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447006203694175746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;veryone is getting ill. The weather is pretty bad. Though it's very sunny here in Singapore, I could see that it's hazy and now I'm having a sore throat and a runny nose. I have pictures of my outfits to be uploaded. I hope you people don't catch a flu! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3018651869023687988?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3018651869023687988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3018651869023687988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3018651869023687988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3018651869023687988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/03/lazy-and-hazy.html' title='Lazy And Hazy'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S5enUeLEM4I/AAAAAAAAAa4/gepMbkPeIsQ/s72-c/P3060231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-2838297408939148064</id><published>2010-03-10T17:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:01:41.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OPI In Your Pocket?</title><content type='html'>OPI fans, rejoice! Now you can download the application in your IPhone/ITouch. I just did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-2838297408939148064?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2838297408939148064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=2838297408939148064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/2838297408939148064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/2838297408939148064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/03/opi-in-your-pocket.html' title='OPI In Your Pocket?'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-2445257429209305000</id><published>2010-03-06T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:58:08.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint The Town!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stylehop.com/fashion-blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/OPI-Alice-In-Wonderland-nail-polishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 351px;" src="http://www.stylehop.com/fashion-blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/OPI-Alice-In-Wonderland-nail-polishes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alice In Wonderland series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss working as a nail technician, you know. But I can't stick to one expertise throughout my whole life. I was really happy when I saw Alice In Wonderland collections from OPI. Thanks to Suzi Weiss-Fischmann, nail varnish will never be the same again! Absolutely Alice (NL A56) is a very sparkly blue and looks great on tanned skin. Mad As A Hatter (NL A57) looked silvery from the bottle itself; but hey, looks can be deceiving. The colour itself is so exciting and it suited the name very well. Under the light, I could see lotsa colourful sparkles! There were two other colours, Off With Her Red (NL A55) and Thanks So Muchness (NL A58), but I didn't think of trying it. For the Alice In Wonderland Collection, colours were only limited to four, which I think it could be much more fun if there were 2 more shades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-2445257429209305000?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2445257429209305000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=2445257429209305000' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/2445257429209305000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/2445257429209305000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/03/paint-town.html' title='Paint The Town!'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-504812756654333838</id><published>2010-03-04T22:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:25:19.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nar.cis.sism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4_QY7THVRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/d102u1i5llk/s1600-h/P3030211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4_QY7THVRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/d102u1i5llk/s400/P3030211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444799601167521042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We really had no time for some more pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ears ago, I was an angry, unhappy and spiteful person. An ex-lover told me I had angry eyes. I denied but he knew it very well. Trouble was my middle name. Years later, I became very exhausted and I needed a break because I became terribly ill. I left everything behind and I forgave everyone, including the people who hurt me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The phrase 'ignorance is bliss' suited me very well, in a positive way of course. Living in denial isn't as bad as I thought. An ex co-worker once commented in front of a client that I dressed like a hooker. I took it in a nice way and laughed it off. That's because she couldn't dress herself well to impress, though she had nice pair of legs. Maybe Riot Apple is about narcissism, but I think it's a way to show how much I love myself and appreciate the small things in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-504812756654333838?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/504812756654333838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=504812756654333838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/504812756654333838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/504812756654333838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/03/narcissism.html' title='nar.cis.sism'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4_QY7THVRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/d102u1i5llk/s72-c/P3030211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6001124678204728313</id><published>2010-03-04T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:02:36.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Difference</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is in the clothes. Style is in the wearer. The distinction between fashion and style could not, therefore, be more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion stuns. Style delights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion costs. Style is priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is mindless. Style is intelligent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is fascistic. Style is individualistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion changes. Style evolves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is matter. Style is spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion comes from outside. Style comes from within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is self-conscious. Style is self-assured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion glares. Style glows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is slavery. Style is mastery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is literal. Style is original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion declares. Style insinuates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is serious. Style is ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is reproducible. Style is inimitable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is safety. Style is courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is clothes. Style is character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is this minute. Style is forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion restricts. Style liberates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is rigid. Style is spontaneous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fashion is surface. Style is substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Source: Psychology Today, July 01 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6001124678204728313?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6001124678204728313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6001124678204728313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6001124678204728313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6001124678204728313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/03/difference.html' title='The Difference'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1954583772515208245</id><published>2010-02-22T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:31:42.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do We Dress Ourselves?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4KhGgm8m1I/AAAAAAAAAaI/CCrNgO6df8M/s1600-h/P2220205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4KhGgm8m1I/AAAAAAAAAaI/CCrNgO6df8M/s400/P2220205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441088433021557586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jess &amp;amp; Kamelia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4KhGFgyZ0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/hIJ_V-zNItg/s1600-h/P2220204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4KhGFgyZ0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/hIJ_V-zNItg/s400/P2220204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441088425747965762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4KhFiwyA7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/bgCPbhzjsP8/s1600-h/P2220203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4KhFiwyA7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/bgCPbhzjsP8/s400/P2220203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441088416419808178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got my hair trimmed slightly by my stylist, Ejima (sorry for that stern look)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4KhFC4vq2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/z8IZgbBNGpQ/s1600-h/P2220198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4KhFC4vq2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/z8IZgbBNGpQ/s400/P2220198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441088407863274338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ou just received a call from a company you sent your resume yesterday or maybe a call from the educational institute you have been dying to go to. You're so excited because they've arranged an interview with you. Congratulations! But then, you're thinking about your wardrobe. What should you wear? Or how should you be dressed? Everyone has a personal and professional wardrobe. Yes, you are known to speak eloquently and fluently, however, impression comes first. It's such a cruel and materialistic world, so let's just face it. You crave for the power, respect and you mean business. So do you see yourself snagging that dream job when you are dressed shabbily? Who cares if you donned BCBG top, Zara skirt and Marc Jacobs' shoes but you still look like you're going to a Worst Dressed themed party? Tsk. I'm not telling you to dress like you're going to attend a Cannes film festival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In colour psychology, black represents authority which could be positive and negative. The managing directors will be impressed, but THERE ARE managers who might feel slightly intimidated; I don't know if they're insecure about the post they're holding or what, but I've encountered interviewers from hell during my job hunt. Dark colours with jackets suggests imperious attitude so I normally match my outfit with a softer colour to tone down the whole 'sharp' look. But if you're working in the creative industry, you definitely wear something to exude your creativity and talents. You are most likely to avoid looking like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;getai singer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's toy with your imagination. Would you go on a first date with a guy who has too much facial hair (Papa Smurf!) with long and unkempt hair, wearing bright green oversized floral shirt and purple trousers? I'll shut my mouth if you think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; hippies are your thing. The same rule applies when it comes to interview. Nobody takes a shabbily dressed/fashion victim/overly dressed person seriously. Professor LisaMarie Luccioni(Communications at the University of Cincinatti) also mentioned in her article that too much accessories, makeup or anything just exhibits indulgence and excessiveness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I do not need an executive title, landed property or a fast car to prove my rank and authority in a company. Yes, I'm training to become a stylist, but that doesn't mean I can't dress like one. I meet clients everyday, and on my off days, I still assemble outfits together for myself because I make new friends now and then. I may not have a vast selection of makeup, but I believe in enhancing my looks rather than covering my flaws. I choose to be a little bit more thrifty by not shelling out so much on clothes, but I do make sure my clothes look tasteful! Last but not least, I clearly do not have any intention to offend anyone and I apologise if this post upsets anyone. Have a pleasant day and hope the day goes well for you readers, Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Psst: I finally had my hair bleached! Everyone had their hair done today. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1954583772515208245?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1954583772515208245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1954583772515208245' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1954583772515208245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1954583772515208245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-do-we-dress-ourselves.html' title='How Do We Dress Ourselves?'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S4KhGgm8m1I/AAAAAAAAAaI/CCrNgO6df8M/s72-c/P2220205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3082408866083303626</id><published>2010-02-10T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T23:41:23.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toof Hairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3LSfebwr-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/8J_KuIZL8QE/s1600-h/P2100204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3LSfebwr-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/8J_KuIZL8QE/s400/P2100204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436639138376888290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3LSelFBlFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/cy2GqdLiJaU/s1600-h/P2100202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3LSelFBlFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/cy2GqdLiJaU/s400/P2100202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436639122980705362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Grocery shopping has never been this fun. Yeah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3LSeErdQDI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/bBiKdaHH46Y/s1600-h/P2100200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3LSeErdQDI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/bBiKdaHH46Y/s400/P2100200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436639114283532338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blazer: New Look&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;T-Shirt: The Doors &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shorts: Cotton On&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bag: Victoria Secret&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sandals: Thrifted&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fter 2 weeks of thinking so hard about what to do with my hair, I finally trimmed it just to keep the shape. My mum has been stressing me to grow my hair longer so that on my big day, I won't have to wear a wig, with lotsa pins and hairspray. Pfft... I'll still wear my wigs like how we would change our accessories every other day. Well, I'm catching my beauty sleep soon. More things to talk about in days to come. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3082408866083303626?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3082408866083303626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3082408866083303626' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3082408866083303626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3082408866083303626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/02/toof-hairy.html' title='Toof Hairy'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3LSfebwr-I/AAAAAAAAAZg/8J_KuIZL8QE/s72-c/P2100204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-4098964474919579804</id><published>2010-02-09T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:55:51.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Loss Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bali-goods.com/body_care_mustikaratu/mustikaratu_image/bmr20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://bali-goods.com/body_care_mustikaratu/mustikaratu_image/bmr20.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3GErNQm7tI/AAAAAAAAAYo/oeJtQtAd5Ko/s1600-h/P2090200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3GErNQm7tI/AAAAAAAAAYo/oeJtQtAd5Ko/s400/P2090200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436272103041461970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3GEqzj8KAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gZODFodcENk/s1600-h/P2090198.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3GEqzj8KAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gZODFodcENk/s400/P2090198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436272096143222786" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: small; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;unar New Year is in a week's time and salons everywhere are packed with customers, with additional surcharges. The surcharge is a once-a-year thing, and it's pretty common here in Singapore so it really depends where you go. I'm quite satisfied for now, as I've lost weight a little bit and my tummy is not that bulging as it used to be. I've shelled out hundreds of dollars on various slimming pills and it doesn't really work; instead I seemed to gain more weight. It was until my friend recommended me to try eating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jamu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Indonesian herbs), from Mustika Ratu. She's in great shape, and she does look good in super short skirts and pants. Though it has been a week since I popped the tablets, my body seemed to feel lighter and I'm able to release my wastes regularly instead of once in 2-3 days. But every drawbacks of popping the slimming pills is that we all get breakouts. The herbs causes our body to be dehydrated as it reduces the water retention and burns fat. It is strongly recommended that we drink lotsa water so we don't get breakouts. I am not promoting the brand or suggesting everyone to take the slimming pill. It's just that I'm really happy it does work for me. I stopped binge eating, late night munch and I start exercising. The best thing? It costs me only $5. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-4098964474919579804?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4098964474919579804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=4098964474919579804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4098964474919579804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4098964474919579804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/02/weight-loss-program.html' title='Weight Loss Program'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S3GErNQm7tI/AAAAAAAAAYo/oeJtQtAd5Ko/s72-c/P2090200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3552838544399753322</id><published>2010-02-05T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:41:44.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Nite Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2r33SgMsUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/LgEVkqgpXfg/s1600-h/P2030178.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2r33SgMsUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/LgEVkqgpXfg/s400/P2030178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434428429607678274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2r2LnDdr2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/2k8uNppnPjU/s1600-h/P2030181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2r2LnDdr2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/2k8uNppnPjU/s400/P2030181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434426579698429794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Muse performing Map Of Problemetique&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2r2LOboxAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/s4np1pnW7Pk/s1600-h/P2030176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2r2LOboxAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/s4np1pnW7Pk/s400/P2030176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434426573088932866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matthew Bellamy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2r2Kk9CumI/AAAAAAAAAX4/HXx-MOhqDCc/s1600-h/P2030166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2r2Kk9CumI/AAAAAAAAAX4/HXx-MOhqDCc/s400/P2030166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434426561954757218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rise Against&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;f you were invited to a fashion party on the day you had a concert to watch your favourite artistes, which one would you go? As for me, I felt sorry for myself because I paid over $100 to watch Muse and Rise Against at Singapore Indoor Stadium. Though this is the second time Muse came to Singapore, this is my first time watching them because I wasn't able to attend when they performed in 2007. Anyway, Em Bar was having a Posh Allure party together with Harper's Bazaar showcasing Karen Millen's collection and an hour free flow of Moet &amp;amp; Chandon. But that's alright, my colleagues and directors had fun and Kamelia and Eunice looked and feel thrashy today (it happens when you had too much fun and alcohol when you're working the next day). On the other hand, I felt great because I get to watch Muse and Rise Against though I'm seated at far end. We all had our fun on the same day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3552838544399753322?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3552838544399753322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3552838544399753322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3552838544399753322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3552838544399753322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-nite-out.html' title='Big Nite Out'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2r33SgMsUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/LgEVkqgpXfg/s72-c/P2030178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8580612758027217814</id><published>2010-01-31T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:03:35.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Customer Service Industry People: Are We Thanking Them Or Are We Taking Them For Granted?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2WnP0GfByI/AAAAAAAAAXw/CNcP1EWYifM/s1600-h/P1260158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2WnP0GfByI/AAAAAAAAAXw/CNcP1EWYifM/s400/P1260158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432932415618090786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just can't help myself from scratching my knee. It itches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2WnOPmFYkI/AAAAAAAAAXo/U9qWRTcoOwQ/s1600-h/P1260156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2WnOPmFYkI/AAAAAAAAAXo/U9qWRTcoOwQ/s400/P1260156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432932388638646850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Accessories are thrifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2WnNharSJI/AAAAAAAAAXg/IDC1oqQVvcM/s1600-h/P1260151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2WnNharSJI/AAAAAAAAAXg/IDC1oqQVvcM/s400/P1260151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432932376242768018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am more appreciative of my body these days though I'm working on my tummy. I have thick legs, but that doesn't stop me from dressing up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haven't been blogging lately is due to work and fatigue. Everybody has got work to do and there is no excuse why I shouldn't have anything to blog about. This post isn't meant to shoot anyone but I think we as consumers and servers have our rights. I went shopping a week ago somewhere around town and I was getting myself a MAC lipstick at a store when I approached one of the girls there. Everyone was busy and there was this lady whom I think she was kinda unfriendly when I asked for her opinion on which colour suits me better. She was unhelpful, except taking out the range of colours. I asked her which one suits me better, and she picked the one that obviously looked horrible on me. She didn't seem interested to help me choose a colour and I think it's very bad because I am counting on her and she has great make-up on. I was about to ask her for some opinion when she just walked away. She didn't even smiled. In the end, my fiancee had to pick the right colour for me. He seemed unhappy and we paid for the lipstick. Though I got my colour, I think her service sucked and I'm not going to that MAC counter next time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On another thoughts, I have been noticing things a lot lately. My colleague is pretty pissed with some our customers. I thought she was just complaining due to stress until I paid attention closely to the surroundings; not only at work, but elsewhere too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Working in the customer service industry involves challenges, the ability to think straight, rationally and spontaneity. But sometimes, we seemed to fail to notice how these people work for 9 hours just to serve us and yet, we think we are always right. Customers are always right, however, it is not right to abuse these people when things don't go our way. The abuse means we created a big fuss to get a free manicure, discount for items, we screamed at them when we know they are doing their best to give us what we want when the store is busy and so on. I am not complaining just because I work in a salon. Is it because we are not getting enough service or is it because we're too pampered with the idea that consumers are 100% right? I am a customer, client and a patient. I am a regular shopper at Uniqlo, Zara, Forever 21, Sephora and thrift stores. I put myself in their shoes and I believe in karma. What goes around, comes around, and if you're nice to other people, people will be nice to you. But for some rude and lousy servers, be wary because you're gonna get customers from hell or have your boss fire you. It's simple as that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8580612758027217814?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8580612758027217814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8580612758027217814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8580612758027217814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8580612758027217814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/01/customer-service-industry-people-are-we.html' title='Customer Service Industry People: Are We Thanking Them Or Are We Taking Them For Granted?'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S2WnP0GfByI/AAAAAAAAAXw/CNcP1EWYifM/s72-c/P1260158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8311603813323203943</id><published>2010-01-22T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T00:25:51.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Top Of The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1nOmaoSfiI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iPkOyCdWLpA/s1600-h/P1220204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1nOmaoSfiI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iPkOyCdWLpA/s400/P1220204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429597985150500386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm wearing a brown cardi from F21 and a handmade necklace which I never grew tired of. The other necklace was a birthday present from Dee. On the right, it's my colleague, Eunice-Chan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1nOl2kGNCI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7a_mSFGJ-yU/s1600-h/P1220205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1nOl2kGNCI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7a_mSFGJ-yU/s400/P1220205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429597975469241378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1nOlFCBQ6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/aoStYaH0WEo/s1600-h/P1220203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1nOlFCBQ6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/aoStYaH0WEo/s400/P1220203.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429597962172973986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;irstly, I'd like to thank the gorgeous ladies who dropped by my blog wishing me speedy recovery. It was very kind of you girls to leave a comment for me and so thoughtful of you all. My knee is healing and I no longer have to wake up early in the morning to change my dressing. I'll apply the moisturiser once the scab flaked by itself. For now, I'm doing very fine, thank you! I'm back in the workforce and I'm so glad that I'm working in a place where everyone treat one another like part of the family. The first day I started work, I sensed a belonging in this place. Initially, I had a hard time understanding my directors' instructions because their native language is Japanese and pronunciation is a problem. The only thing I could think of was to download Learn Japanese via iTunes Application. Basic and simple phrase would be fine, and it adds a bonus to impress the bosses so I won't have to wait longer for my probation period to end... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, I do have thoughts of doing something to my hair. I have thoughts of growing it longer because I think I lost the femininity side of me for quite some time already. My short locks are in dire need of treatment and colour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8311603813323203943?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8311603813323203943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8311603813323203943' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8311603813323203943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8311603813323203943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-top-of-world.html' title='On Top Of The World'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1nOmaoSfiI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iPkOyCdWLpA/s72-c/P1220204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-4308796825750987059</id><published>2010-01-17T18:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:08:57.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1LuoVSCOEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/GNRS1rwTOQY/s1600-h/P1160209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1LuoVSCOEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/GNRS1rwTOQY/s400/P1160209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427662877609834562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1LunpmpzZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/zwJcZR2ZrA4/s1600-h/P1160207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1LunpmpzZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/zwJcZR2ZrA4/s400/P1160207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427662865885154706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I found one of my hand-made bracelet somewhere in my study room!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1LunFwACkI/AAAAAAAAAWw/n1LiDo1j4fU/s1600-h/P1160211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1LunFwACkI/AAAAAAAAAWw/n1LiDo1j4fU/s400/P1160211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427662856260684354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't even stand straight and I can't walk too fast.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;he wound on my right knee is infected and I finally relented to the doctor. I do agree that the gauze and tapes on my knee is distracting and at certain times, I find it unglamourous. But what's so unglamourous is when I refused to see a doctor to get my wound treated and leaving it bare, exposed to the polluted environment in which I think it's bad because I might be prone to little accidents here and there. It was a slight bore, to stay home and do nothing... But I'm really captivated with what the pictures I see and the blogs I read during the past few days. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-4308796825750987059?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4308796825750987059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=4308796825750987059' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4308796825750987059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4308796825750987059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/01/get-well.html' title='Get Well...'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S1LuoVSCOEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/GNRS1rwTOQY/s72-c/P1160209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-5556012077852943129</id><published>2010-01-13T12:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:17:29.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HairLah! 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01x_63A0uI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vcr4t_V04p8/s1600-h/P1120234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01x_63A0uI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vcr4t_V04p8/s400/P1120234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426118468997010146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Engrossed with the magazine... Couldn't stand properly with my injured right knee.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01x_UsP9HI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BwlKmdx1WSc/s1600-h/P1120232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01x_UsP9HI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BwlKmdx1WSc/s400/P1120232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426118458751317106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The creative people behind Monso Hair Design&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01Qe0glSSI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1UOdL-bm0TI/s1600-h/P1120231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01Qe0glSSI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1UOdL-bm0TI/s400/P1120231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426081616472918306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monma-san on the extreme left and Soga-san on the extreme right with the models&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01QeTbbXZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MoKoCJ5qOvs/s1600-h/P1120232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01QeTbbXZI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MoKoCJ5qOvs/s400/P1120232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426081607592926610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With assistants Lucas &amp;amp; Eunice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01QdzJ_WzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Uy-0VHpdXoE/s1600-h/P1120225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01QdzJ_WzI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Uy-0VHpdXoE/s400/P1120225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426081598929853234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01QdTcQIAI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Gj8YnjK5Sfo/s1600-h/P1120224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01QdTcQIAI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Gj8YnjK5Sfo/s400/P1120224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426081590416515074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01QcrxQC1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/92oCM3jqes8/s1600-h/P1120222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01QcrxQC1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/92oCM3jqes8/s400/P1120222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426081579767171922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t was a rainy Tuesday and we were at Monso Hair Salon, busy styling the models for Hairlah! event. We arrived nearly 6 pm and Kamelia was all tensed up. This year's HairLah! 2010, the Japan Special is themed Nature. Kamelia was really tensed, after seeing other salons' models dressed up extravagantly; so in my thoughts I was thinking they might have been inspired by burlesque dancers and Lady Gaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for Monso Hair Design, they focused very much on the feminine side, with the models dressed in white; in which I think it's appropriate for the Spring season. Everything went well, we had pictures taken and ended the night with Japanese cuisine at Cuppage with the people of Monso Hair Design. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01NcvB5rWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BN5PP4D3bfs/s1600-h/P1120219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01NcvB5rWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BN5PP4D3bfs/s400/P1120219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426078282107432290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01NcODVQFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Yz0hiHyIuc8/s1600-h/P1120213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-5556012077852943129?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5556012077852943129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=5556012077852943129' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5556012077852943129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5556012077852943129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/01/hairlah-2010.html' title='HairLah! 2010'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S01x_63A0uI/AAAAAAAAAWo/vcr4t_V04p8/s72-c/P1120234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-7916407190349600369</id><published>2010-01-12T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T13:19:02.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0wFgaHXAZI/AAAAAAAAAUg/dA-9fO60vgs/s1600-h/P1110201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0wFgaHXAZI/AAAAAAAAAUg/dA-9fO60vgs/s400/P1110201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425717705398747538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's Layla, the girl from Aura Royalis Spa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0wFf4f-h7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/EVRFrr761bc/s1600-h/P1110199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0wFf4f-h7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/EVRFrr761bc/s400/P1110199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425717696375195570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0wFfraUq3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/6JV5b47NMY4/s1600-h/P1110196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0wFfraUq3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/6JV5b47NMY4/s400/P1110196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425717692861819762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0wFfF2nJGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/TVO4iHRSU6A/s1600-h/P1110193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0wFfF2nJGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/TVO4iHRSU6A/s400/P1110193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425717682779923554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;reetings, my dear friends! It was a very lovely Monday and I had a great lunch with some of the nurses. Though I'm no longer working in the clinic, I felt a minor attachment over there. Maybe it's because of the bonding I had with some of the girls. They were great, except for some who could really be such an ass... Anyway, I can't wait to start working in a new company next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had a lovely picnic with my friend, Layla at a very big field and we were bitten by ants. That's ok, because we felt so free and it felt as if nothing could stop us when we were there. We left at 9.40pm and it was so unglamourous of us to fall flat on our faces while coming down the small hill! I suffered knee injuries and abrasions so, I can't walk too fast and it's going to be difficult for me to wear my jeans and pants... I have a hair show later at 6 and I will have to wear a skirt with no band aids, just to let my wounds heal fast and the skin breathe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-7916407190349600369?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7916407190349600369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=7916407190349600369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7916407190349600369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7916407190349600369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/01/great-escape.html' title='The Great Escape'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0wFgaHXAZI/AAAAAAAAAUg/dA-9fO60vgs/s72-c/P1110201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-5555858027078417305</id><published>2010-01-05T19:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:04:54.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Beat Of My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqNUuTp4I/AAAAAAAAATc/93-NuFGv2HY/s1600-h/P1050189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqNUuTp4I/AAAAAAAAATc/93-NuFGv2HY/s400/P1050189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423224784673810306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqM_e9KFI/AAAAAAAAATU/PGHM1hF421E/s1600-h/P1050187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqM_e9KFI/AAAAAAAAATU/PGHM1hF421E/s400/P1050187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423224778972276818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqMQna0SI/AAAAAAAAATM/PfJ9_y73UVM/s1600-h/P1050190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqMQna0SI/AAAAAAAAATM/PfJ9_y73UVM/s400/P1050190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423224766391308578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqL2WKIXI/AAAAAAAAATE/0j3kF1-5lH8/s1600-h/P1050192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqL2WKIXI/AAAAAAAAATE/0j3kF1-5lH8/s400/P1050192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423224759339590002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqLfsbHdI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xAIZKBhgtXQ/s1600-h/P1050193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqLfsbHdI/AAAAAAAAAS8/xAIZKBhgtXQ/s400/P1050193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423224753258962386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;k, I'm feeling so much relieved and happier today. Friday is my last day at the clinic and I just can't wait. My life is so much different at work and at play. I live a vivacious life and I enjoy laughing with my friends. Despite my weird sarcasms, I am not the kind of person who just sit on one corner and sulk all day long when things don't go my way. I just let everything go and I'm easily distracted by the small things. Complaining is not my routine and my friends think I'm weird because I usually crack a joke out of my anger. It feels so much better to laugh when you're totally pissed off, you know. Call me a shit-talker, I won't care cos I am not one of those Gossip Girls who hangs around in the lavatory and dance to cheesy pop songs. Anyway, I wore this vintage red top from Betty Barclay to work cos I feel so vibrant this morning. It gave me a warm feeling, you know. Colours do play a part with our psychology. And please do not mistaken the prints as polka dots, they're actually tiny little hearts all over, and huge ones on the sides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-5555858027078417305?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5555858027078417305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=5555858027078417305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5555858027078417305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5555858027078417305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/01/every-beat-of-my-heart.html' title='Every Beat Of My Heart'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0MqNUuTp4I/AAAAAAAAATc/93-NuFGv2HY/s72-c/P1050189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1599133757164049526</id><published>2010-01-04T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:35:43.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lose To Look Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0H6FDF4NDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2DLtZrqWDgM/s1600-h/PB060097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0H6FDF4NDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2DLtZrqWDgM/s400/PB060097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422890390967039026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;November 2009 - I looked kinda chubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0H6E3azFqI/AAAAAAAAASs/zw790VYbvXg/s1600-h/Photo0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0H6E3azFqI/AAAAAAAAASs/zw790VYbvXg/s400/Photo0113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422890387833558690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Early 2009 - I controlled my diet because the meds were causing me to gain so much weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0H6ET-M5yI/AAAAAAAAASk/6DNHxt3583A/s1600-h/P7260060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0H6ET-M5yI/AAAAAAAAASk/6DNHxt3583A/s400/P7260060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422890378318374690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2009 - This was taken during my holidays in Thailand. The sight of my tummy made me sigh over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0H6D1oUhFI/AAAAAAAAASc/iMJiHxNvqcc/s1600-h/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0H6D1oUhFI/AAAAAAAAASc/iMJiHxNvqcc/s400/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422890370173535314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2008 - I loved my figure for this year, however, I had series of depression that led me to lose so much weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;orry ladies, I have been away for a moment and I received text messages asking about new posts. Honestly my dear friends, I'm switching my job and I can't wait to start the new one by mid January. If you are wondering what the heck I'm doing, I'm currently working in a dental clinic as an ancillary support. Bores me to death. I dread going to work every morning. I made up my mind to leave the company ASAP. I've been in the beauty industry for 6 years and it was all crazy when I thought working in a clinic is going to be something different and I could learn new things. Things changed and I suddenly find myself unhappy. Urgh. Alright my darlings, I have few pics I'd like to share with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was reading Yiqin's (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://qinatthedisco.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://qinatthedisco.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;) post about her resolution to lose weight. And I remembered my unachieved ultimatum. I am doing something about my weight and I intend to grow my hair longer for my wedding this year. So, here are the pictures taken in 2008 to 2009. Well, I have thoughts of going for a slimming programme end of this month. I have heard so much about the massage and slimming wrap, a method which is practiced until today for women who are under confinement after they gave birth. It's going to be a tough one for me, especially when it comes to food. Lesser carbohydrate intake, more water and regular exercise. So, wish me luck, ladies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1599133757164049526?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1599133757164049526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1599133757164049526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1599133757164049526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1599133757164049526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2010/01/november-2009-i-looked-kinda-chubby.html' title='Lose To Look Good'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/S0H6FDF4NDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2DLtZrqWDgM/s72-c/PB060097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3271718834397461253</id><published>2009-12-31T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:14:16.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Desires</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://74FECD43-A2CC-4C89-B045-4148111E1FE9/set.jpg" alt="set.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://404A894D-A5FD-451A-BF1F-0E4BECE51ED0/set.jpg" alt="set.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://0579055E-E2FB-41AC-8B3F-CCF1FE6581BE/set.jpg" alt="set.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3271718834397461253?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3271718834397461253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3271718834397461253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3271718834397461253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3271718834397461253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-desires.html' title='New Year&apos;s Desires'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-5027975309876302166</id><published>2009-12-31T19:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:02:54.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Over Yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e8/Friendship_love_and_truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 455px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e8/Friendship_love_and_truth.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;t's just the same old new year we go through annually, but there's few things I'd like to say. I'm not going to any party tonight. I'm not that good in beating through the crowd anymore unless there is a sale going on. I'm going to draw some nice pictures or maybe read a nice inspirational novel. And probably get enough rest to compensate the past week. Polly's Pleasures need to be done in a proper and fun way so my readers would not be bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To Zalina, Nurul, Diana and Mangalam, we've known each other for like 3 months and our friendship blossomed. Sorry ladies, please let me have the chance to be a little bit emotional here 'cos I've been such an erratic damsel throughout the months. I'm leaving in 2 weeks' time but I'll never be able to say goodbye to you ladies. I found great friends and I enjoy every moment we spent. I can't go on lying to myself and live in denial anymore. Writings were on the wall about a month ago, but it seems that you girls kept me feeling so much alive. Thank you for everything, let's just stay in touch. Please bear in mind that I never mention farewell to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-5027975309876302166?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5027975309876302166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=5027975309876302166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5027975309876302166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5027975309876302166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-not-over-yet.html' title='It&apos;s Not Over Yet'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1821700148174952858</id><published>2009-12-25T18:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:43:16.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SzSVFzzh-pI/AAAAAAAAARs/mEjVaOrbCb8/s1600-h/PC240154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SzSVFzzh-pI/AAAAAAAAARs/mEjVaOrbCb8/s400/PC240154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419120178671778450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SzSVFQwXgZI/AAAAAAAAARk/W99agR3HHuM/s1600-h/PC240151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SzSVFQwXgZI/AAAAAAAAARk/W99agR3HHuM/s400/PC240151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419120169263268242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;t was Christmas Eve and I'm feeling extremely tired. So, you can actually see why I'm not wearing my vintage dresses and I just chose to wear my Uniqlo jeans and Mango t-shirt over the cardi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SzSWOAEMKYI/AAAAAAAAASE/Glk9YoNTeGU/s400/PC240177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419121418913458562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SzSWqr1vTgI/AAAAAAAAASM/rBffSYmDFoQ/s1600-h/PC240184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SzSWqr1vTgI/AAAAAAAAASM/rBffSYmDFoQ/s400/PC240184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419121911700344322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just picked up my Vivienne Westwood glasses and I'm really happy because I've been going to work without any vision aide. I stopped wearing contact lenses because it was really annoying as the air-con in the clinic was a bit too cold and it just dries my eyes. So, it defeats the purpose of wearing the lenses. I need some rest for now cos I have a wedding to go to over the weekends. Merry X'mas everyone and happy holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1821700148174952858?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1821700148174952858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1821700148174952858' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1821700148174952858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1821700148174952858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SzSVFzzh-pI/AAAAAAAAARs/mEjVaOrbCb8/s72-c/PC240154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6941143149749577920</id><published>2009-12-25T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:26:38.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreat Retreat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://weblogs.cltv.com/features/health/livinghealthy/spa_features_masthead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 525px; height: 519px;" src="http://weblogs.cltv.com/features/health/livinghealthy/spa_features_masthead.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;n the past 2 weeks, things were really hectic, so I escape for a little bit of retail and spa therapy. The very last time I went to a spa was like months ago when I was on a holiday in Thailand. It was cheap to go the blissful sanctuary every few days for massage! So, I was really impressed with the whole treatment, as the beautician knows exactly where my body aches. Though she spoke little English, I was really happy that we understood each other really well. Everybody wants a good customer service, however, it is not really easy to get a good chemistry/connection between the two sometimes as it involves a lot of hard work in building the rapport with the client and instilling a trust in the therapist. I am a sucker for great services and friendly environment. Having a therapist/hairstylist who speaks eloquently is a bonus, but it is just not worth to pay for someone who is aloof, ignorant and thinks she's smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I remember going for a makeover for dinner and dance 6 years ago. I requested for a smoky eye make-up and ended up looking like Courtney Love at her worst! The make-up artist was a teacher, teaching her student while she made me over. I digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Anyway, it is unnecessary to make a big hullaballoo when our requests are not fulfilled. During my years as a beautician, there was this client who asks for a refund of her package just because her nails didn't dry in time. There is no logic for the nails to be exactly dry in 5 mins even though she was using a very good fast-dry topcoat. And, she was wearing a pair of covered shoes. We all know that applying a varnish involves a single coating of basecoat, double of a colour and a single of topcoat; so the bottom layers are not really dry. In my thoughts, the manicurist must have misinformed her about the product. I would strongly avoid salons which encourages the staffs to do hard-selling of packages because it is a nightmare when the spa closes down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Last but not least, it would be much better to be served a packet or canned drink instead of coffee or tea in a cup. We may not know how the cup is washed or where it's washed because I saw lipstick marks on it and the guy just washed the other cup in the sink - where our hair is washed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6941143149749577920?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6941143149749577920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6941143149749577920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6941143149749577920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6941143149749577920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/retreat-retreat.html' title='Retreat Retreat!'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3275970941292336900</id><published>2009-12-15T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:38:04.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dull &amp; Windy Monday Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyeDAJjNQPI/AAAAAAAAARc/WMIQQNjRM0Q/s1600-h/PC140172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyeDAJjNQPI/AAAAAAAAARc/WMIQQNjRM0Q/s400/PC140172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415441115523137778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyeCET3EfjI/AAAAAAAAARU/skgMZZxMUB8/s1600-h/PC140169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyeCET3EfjI/AAAAAAAAARU/skgMZZxMUB8/s400/PC140169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415440087498653234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ately, I've been a bit tired and slightly moody. Work was pretty hectic and I'm having a lot of things in my mind. Since I'm already at home, I will not discuss so much about work in my post. I found my long lost black vest, designed by me! As I mentioned in my previous post, I was clearing my wardrobe and I found so much things and this vest is one of them. I'm glad it still fits me, as the cut is proportionate with my figure. The grey Uniqlo jeans actually goes well with the pink Barbie T-shirt as I do not want the whole look to be dull and boring. And I think I did not regret buying the grey Uniqlo jeans. The great thing about Uniqlo jeans is that they're so comfortable yet, affordable. The two-toned ballet flats were my 24th birthday present from Great Rust. Maybe I shall pack the flats in my bag so even if I wear killer heels, I won't have to worry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3275970941292336900?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3275970941292336900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3275970941292336900' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3275970941292336900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3275970941292336900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/dull-windy-monday-evening.html' title='Dull &amp; Windy Monday Evening'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyeDAJjNQPI/AAAAAAAAARc/WMIQQNjRM0Q/s72-c/PC140172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3832658442365619830</id><published>2009-12-13T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:07:58.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funk Junk In The Trunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fashiongrapher.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/1303_grace-jones_5001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.fashiongrapher.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/1303_grace-jones_5001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.academic.ru/pictures/enwiki/68/Desperately_Seeking_Susan_movie_poster.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 487px; height: 755px;" src="http://en.academic.ru/pictures/enwiki/68/Desperately_Seeking_Susan_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;here were few things I managed to do over the weekends. I cleared my wardrobe and I'm very happy with the results. The aftermath? More space and less clutter. There were junks I found in my closet like extra small school uniforms that were no longer worn by the present students of my school, dirty and stained corsets, tattered shirts and skirts and even pillowcases! The last time I cleared my closet was in July 2007, after I broke up with Mr F. It was full of dust and I had to wear my surgical mask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally, I opened the bags of vintage clothing that were supposed to be sold at the local thrift store. As I ran my fingers through the jackets, I begin to think about the days when Singapore was still constant, not much tall buildings and when Daimaru and Yaohan is still around. It might have been nostalgic for the previous owner when she bought the jackets and shirts. Thoughts were dissolved and I continue picking out the ones that I like. There were few I'd like to send to the laundry and I've thrown some into the washing machines. To few shallow people, the shirts and dresses may seem very auntie, but to those who really know how to work the pieces, it'll be lovely and it'll not look like an auntie. So, please stop making fun of what the aunties in the markets wear. What may seem ugly to you will be worn in the next generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3832658442365619830?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3832658442365619830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3832658442365619830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3832658442365619830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3832658442365619830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/funk-junk-in-trunk.html' title='Funk Junk In The Trunk'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-2417625692700273889</id><published>2009-12-11T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:15:46.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Is Full Of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyIptjXDwAI/AAAAAAAAARE/aNG1ha6JdaA/s1600-h/PC100176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyIptjXDwAI/AAAAAAAAARE/aNG1ha6JdaA/s400/PC100176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413935564615565314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyIps-xDfZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0GqbH17v52A/s1600-h/PC100172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyIps-xDfZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/0GqbH17v52A/s400/PC100172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413935554792488338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;very lovely and vintage accessory. This is my mum's wedding ring. Lovely, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-2417625692700273889?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2417625692700273889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=2417625692700273889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/2417625692700273889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/2417625692700273889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-is-full-of-love.html' title='All Is Full Of Love'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyIptjXDwAI/AAAAAAAAARE/aNG1ha6JdaA/s72-c/PC100176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-7389941050332405416</id><published>2009-12-11T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:11:50.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyIo2AQAYEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/V0sy1lni_dc/s1600-h/PC100162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyIo2AQAYEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/V0sy1lni_dc/s400/PC100162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413934610297937986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyIo1lWcmqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/xGuabqbiLpo/s1600-h/PC100161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyIo1lWcmqI/AAAAAAAAAQs/xGuabqbiLpo/s400/PC100161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413934603077196450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;his pair of Converse sneakers was a birthday from my ex-boss. She was sweet and lovely during my employment in the salon. However, she became that cold-hearted person I never knew when I decided to tender resignation. I quit because of various reasons. I quit because there weren't any proper system in the company. I quit because my salary were adjusted on different months just because I never hit the sales quota. I quit because I feel under-appreciated. I quit because it's starting to get boring around me. I quit because there were too many fond memories of the men who used to come around the salon. I quit because I felt inferior with the way I was treated by some clients and by my co-workers. I quit because I have lovely clients who tells me I am way better than the rest of the girls. I quit because my lovely clients gave me the inspirations and courage to live my own life and I deserve my own happiness. I quit because I wanted my freedom back. Ik keek nooit terug. Omdat ik mijn eigen leven ontwerp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-7389941050332405416?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7389941050332405416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=7389941050332405416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7389941050332405416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7389941050332405416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SyIo2AQAYEI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/V0sy1lni_dc/s72-c/PC100162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-4095788195139809603</id><published>2009-12-08T22:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:15:45.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll See You In The Bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sx5dXvbAc3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/nEVvUzMY20Y/s1600-h/PC080162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sx5dXvbAc3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/nEVvUzMY20Y/s400/PC080162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412866464594031474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The little staircase on the corner in the air-conditioned space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sx5dXJ7sGpI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9uYehhKmw-E/s1600-h/PC080161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sx5dXJ7sGpI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9uYehhKmw-E/s400/PC080161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412866454530562706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The little vases on the shelves with $20 notes framed and hung up on the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sx5dWs6EvpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jJnrFWr6870/s1600-h/PC080163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sx5dWs6EvpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/jJnrFWr6870/s400/PC080163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412866446739160722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ust found a very nice air-conditioned coffee shop somewhere near my workplace. The food is great and the ambience is not as hectic as the usual coffee shop I would go. Anyway, I'm flatterred to hear from several people commenting that I've lost weight a bit. I just feel so motivated to shed some more kilos! Shed more kilos so I would look good in bodycon dresses! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-4095788195139809603?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4095788195139809603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=4095788195139809603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4095788195139809603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4095788195139809603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-see-you-in-bus.html' title='I&apos;ll See You In The Bus'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sx5dXvbAc3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/nEVvUzMY20Y/s72-c/PC080162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6698615929507548928</id><published>2009-12-07T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T21:13:52.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Say Shut Your Eyes, Bury Me In Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxz9uE4mw-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/QDcteAZHHW0/s1600-h/PC060165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxz9uE4mw-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/QDcteAZHHW0/s400/PC060165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412479820219466722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Some of my friends have been asking about my necklace. I make my own jewelries and I just found the lovely treasures hidden in one of the wardrobes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxz9thuYvTI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4MpG08bhH9A/s1600-h/PC060162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxz9thuYvTI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4MpG08bhH9A/s400/PC060162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412479810781363506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxz9tZxqOiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/t8ddxOCUHL4/s1600-h/PC060163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxz9tZxqOiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/t8ddxOCUHL4/s400/PC060163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412479808647608866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;he moment I saw you in there, I was utterly amazed. It was love at first sight. Initially, I didn't think I would want to take you home with me. But deep inside me, I just wanna keep you, I want you to wrap me in the early morning. You were lost somewhere in the midst of the mess. The girls left you to hang somewhere else. But I found you. When I saw you, I couldn't keep my eyes and hands off you. I just wanna hold you close. I want to feel you. As days go by, I'm starting to fall in love with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Psst: It's my Pull &amp;amp; Bear Cardigan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6698615929507548928?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6698615929507548928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6698615929507548928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6698615929507548928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6698615929507548928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-i-say-shut-your-eyes-bury-me-in.html' title='If I Say Shut Your Eyes, Bury Me In Surprise'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxz9uE4mw-I/AAAAAAAAAQM/QDcteAZHHW0/s72-c/PC060165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-4381768339244233866</id><published>2009-12-05T18:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:02:44.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faster Than The Speed Of Sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxo9bYx-BmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/4an7IpASfmw/s1600-h/PC040148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxo9bYx-BmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/4an7IpASfmw/s400/PC040148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411705442956871266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxo9RsZCaLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/S0KPbG78rkM/s1600-h/PC040148.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ool kids never have the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On a live wire right up off the street &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You and I should meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Junebug skipping like a stone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;With the headlights pointed at the dawn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We were sure we'd never see an end to it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And we don't know Just where our bones will rest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To dust I guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-4381768339244233866?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4381768339244233866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=4381768339244233866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4381768339244233866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4381768339244233866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/faster-than-speed-of-sound.html' title='Faster Than The Speed Of Sound'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxo9bYx-BmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/4an7IpASfmw/s72-c/PC040148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6519308704161953930</id><published>2009-12-05T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:55:57.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arlynn The Bargain Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxo8Ij-qAmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JPApML--Of0/s1600-h/PB190122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxo8Ij-qAmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JPApML--Of0/s400/PB190122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411704020033733218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;his is Zalina, or more affectionately named Arlynn. She is a bargain queen. She shops at thrift stores and flea markets. Arlynn makes sure she get good prices for each items. She would spend a lot of time negotiating with the sales assistant and going out with a smile on her face. I can't believe when she bought a wig which costs S$68 at a final price of S$55. Now, that girl has got good bargaining skills! Let's welcome Arlynn, the Bargain Hunter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6519308704161953930?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6519308704161953930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6519308704161953930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6519308704161953930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6519308704161953930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/arlynn-bargain-queen.html' title='Arlynn The Bargain Queen'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxo8Ij-qAmI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JPApML--Of0/s72-c/PB190122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1110543990643608922</id><published>2009-12-05T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:48:00.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Me Distraught</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.zassets.com/images/z/1/0/4/1049882-p-DETAILED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://a1.zassets.com/images/z/1/0/4/1049882-p-DETAILED.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was at Tangs Vivocity last night and I saw this Carey Houndstooth shoe. I was so smittened with the pair , unfortunately, it was the only pair the store carry and it was size 5. I was quite disappointed because I fell in love with the pair when I set my eyes on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fredperry.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/221x264/5e06319eda06f020e43594a9c230972d/d/4/d4745_237_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 264px;" src="http://www.fredperry.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/221x264/5e06319eda06f020e43594a9c230972d/d/4/d4745_237_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hat disappoints me is when I couldn't wear this dress. This is Fred Perry's detachable tie dress. I was so heartbroken to see my tummy bulging in this dress. It does accentuates my figure, but seeing the huge bulge in the middle, is a major turn off! My legs looked fat and it made me look shorter. And I began to accept the fact that I need to lose weight. To my dearest friends, I promise I'll do something about my fluctuating kilos and figure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1110543990643608922?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1110543990643608922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1110543990643608922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1110543990643608922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1110543990643608922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/leaving-me-distraught.html' title='Leaving Me Distraught'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8746715692188671178</id><published>2009-12-03T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:51:56.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SxfekpqUDwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Zy-515YxbDk/s1600-h/PC020147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SxfekpqUDwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Zy-515YxbDk/s400/PC020147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411038198548926210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't fight. I won't scream. I won't be crying. I won't be worried. I won't bitch about you so much. I won't complain. I'm making my life easier with your absence. I make-believe you don't exist. But you are around, lurking in the building. Stop staring at my feet, you sorrowful banshee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8746715692188671178?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8746715692188671178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8746715692188671178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8746715692188671178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8746715692188671178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/mmr.html' title='MMR.'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SxfekpqUDwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Zy-515YxbDk/s72-c/PC020147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-7274014664288662620</id><published>2009-12-03T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:42:14.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Will Eat Me Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SxfbkXw49DI/AAAAAAAAAPU/agrt6TVyuBg/s1600-h/PC020149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SxfbkXw49DI/AAAAAAAAAPU/agrt6TVyuBg/s400/PC020149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411034895209788466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxfbj5yhQSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KNBU_g8JiMg/s1600-h/PC020146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sxfbj5yhQSI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KNBU_g8JiMg/s400/PC020146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411034887163560226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SxfbjUZDvnI/AAAAAAAAAPE/aY3y4flsIko/s1600-h/PC020145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SxfbjUZDvnI/AAAAAAAAAPE/aY3y4flsIko/s400/PC020145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411034877124656754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SxfbH-pne5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/9hy2QEaZ210/s1600-h/PC020149.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;am receiving complaints from someone that I seldom update my blog. So, I have decided to post the pictures up. I am running out of ideas because I am devoured by fatigue lately. Anger, stress and pent-up feelings just wears me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-7274014664288662620?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7274014664288662620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=7274014664288662620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7274014664288662620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7274014664288662620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/they-will-eat-me-alive.html' title='They Will Eat Me Alive'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SxfbkXw49DI/AAAAAAAAAPU/agrt6TVyuBg/s72-c/PC020149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6978829197683031174</id><published>2009-12-01T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:00:38.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Them For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://highrize.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/siouxsie_sioux_dreamshow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 500px;" src="http://highrize.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/siouxsie_sioux_dreamshow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;he 80's make-up and fashion is coming back, and I swear to all my dearest friends that I would never wear anything like shoulder pads or 'Ali Baba' trousers, more politely termed as Harem Pants. Harem pants are comfortable, as it is slouchy and hangs loose on your bottom. It doesn't hurt your crotch. I remembered Sheila Majid's video 'Pengemis Muda' where she was wearing colourful clothes and make-up. She looked so young and fresh those days. But for us to put on a make-up exactly like her, NO WAY! We'd be stared at so rudely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;However, I'm so inspired with Siouxie's look (Siouxie &amp;amp; The Banshees)! She is an icon in the post-punk industry and I am so smittened with her gorgeous red lips, for her Kiss Them For Me video. I'm not saying that I will draw my eyes exactly like her, cos I don't wanna end up like Robert Smith. I've been wearing my red MAC lippie in Diva and painted my nails in Got The Blues For Red by OPI lately. And someone commented that my new hair reminds her of Siouxie's Happy House video. Nice, thank you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6978829197683031174?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6978829197683031174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6978829197683031174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6978829197683031174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6978829197683031174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/kiss-them-for-me.html' title='Kiss Them For Me'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-7899974137967852183</id><published>2009-12-01T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:46:18.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Me At The Equinox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.drafthouse.com/winchester/admin/Images/new-moon-poster2-692x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 692px; height: 1024px;" src="http://www.drafthouse.com/winchester/admin/Images/new-moon-poster2-692x1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;caught New Moon over the weekends and I am disappointed. I wanted to watch Case 39 but dearest Great Rust insists that we watch Twilight New Moon. For those who love teen romance, go ahead and indulge. But for those who love something like Underworld or Anne Rice' Queen Of The Damned or Interview With The Vampire, give it a miss. It's sappy however, the soundtrack of New Moon at least managed to soothe me cos there's Death Cab For Cutie, Muse, Editors, Anya Marina, Lykke Li, The Killers, Black Rebel Motorcycle and Thom Yorke. Editors' No Sound But The Wind is a very nice one and it's very soothing. Lykke Li's Possibility will leave me in tears if I'm all alone. I never finished reading New Moon because I find it too sappy for my taste. Spellbinding for Twilight and Robert Pattinson's fans. Alright, gimme Gail Carriger's Soulless or J. Ward's vampire novels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-7899974137967852183?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7899974137967852183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=7899974137967852183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7899974137967852183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7899974137967852183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/meet-me-at-equinox.html' title='Meet Me At The Equinox'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6569014570641209603</id><published>2009-12-01T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:25:12.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shoeperwoman.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/steve-madden-cage-shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 630px; height: 396px;" src="http://www.shoeperwoman.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/steve-madden-cage-shoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;y apologies to all my dear friends who haven't heard from me for quite sometime. I have been very sick lately and the weather was loving me at one time and torturing me the next. Ok, I haven't been dressing up so well for the week cos I just couldn't get the anger off my mind. For over a year, I've been battling with anger and depression. So hopefully, end of this year, I'll be a very happy and healthy woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, I've bought a pair of nice cage heels over the weekends. I can't wait to wear it! I'm starting to fall in love with it as much as I fell in love with my Ferragamo flats years ago... I slept with my new cage heels and Great Rust thinks my feet is trapped. He is so smittened with me when I wore those. It took me almost a year to find a steal cos I can't afford to break my bank for Christian Louboutins yet! So now, I'm so smittened with my new heels! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6569014570641209603?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6569014570641209603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6569014570641209603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6569014570641209603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6569014570641209603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/12/caged.html' title='Caged'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3572644706693025703</id><published>2009-11-27T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T17:17:07.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Markus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sw-Y9kzVKNI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ejJLBKggVp8/s1600/Photo+35.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sw-Y9kzVKNI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ejJLBKggVp8/s200/Photo+35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408709861113669842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;would like to introduce my new alter-ego, Markus! He, who is an avid photographer and a fierce orator. Markus has been away for a very ling time and now he's back. He lives in Monokromatik Village, right hemisphere of my brain. Oh well, Markus have always something to say. I learnt to be as sarcastic as him. Sometimes, Markus just kills me with his dark sense of humour. He enjoys poetry and literature. The stuff he listens to? Not some thrashy stuffs we hear over the airwaves these days. Markus pampers his tympanic membrane with the likes of Beethoven, Sergio Mendes, Dean Martin and The Andrews Sisters. Classic. I think at certain angle, he looks like Serge Tankian. He speaks of political correctness and all those employment shit. Great Rust doesn't like him and finds him annoying. So, whenever I'm alone and can't sleep, Markus will keep me company. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3572644706693025703?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3572644706693025703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3572644706693025703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3572644706693025703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3572644706693025703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/introducing-markus.html' title='Introducing Markus!'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sw-Y9kzVKNI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ejJLBKggVp8/s72-c/Photo+35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-4905237492711451878</id><published>2009-11-24T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:21:16.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swv5u6bF_nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/y-G7XgmQuNM/s1600/PB210142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swv5u6bF_nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/y-G7XgmQuNM/s400/PB210142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407690361940606578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am home again&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am whole again&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am young again&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am fun again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However far away I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;However long I stay I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever words I say I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am free again&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am clean again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However far away I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;However long I stay I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever words I say I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-4905237492711451878?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4905237492711451878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=4905237492711451878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4905237492711451878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4905237492711451878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-song.html' title='Love Song'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swv5u6bF_nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/y-G7XgmQuNM/s72-c/PB210142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8425026838172891048</id><published>2009-11-24T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:51:43.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Feel It...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwvyC-0RYlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/a_MfKhOEpps/s1600/PB210145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwvyC-0RYlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/a_MfKhOEpps/s400/PB210145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407681910624313938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwvyCTn00nI/AAAAAAAAAOI/5YMZu_baH0Q/s1600/PB210137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwvyCTn00nI/AAAAAAAAAOI/5YMZu_baH0Q/s400/PB210137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407681899029385842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwvyB1Lg4DI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KIDJYMynEHk/s1600/PB210138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwvyB1Lg4DI/AAAAAAAAAOA/KIDJYMynEHk/s400/PB210138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407681890857574450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; am taken aback at how rude and offensive some folks are. Finally, I've met my rival. Hello there. All I can say she's just a pathetic mother and wife. Someone who thinks through the rectum. A-Hole! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8425026838172891048?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8425026838172891048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8425026838172891048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8425026838172891048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8425026838172891048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-i-feel-it.html' title='And I Feel It...'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwvyC-0RYlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/a_MfKhOEpps/s72-c/PB210145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8627024162082942137</id><published>2009-11-20T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:05:01.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Evening With The Qings</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swa8nj88h6I/AAAAAAAAANw/LVSMuSY0O0g/s400/PB180108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215790556645282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The flea markets&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swa8oG_SlMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kQIQOQbHOxM/s1600/PB180109.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swa8oG_SlMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kQIQOQbHOxM/s1600/PB180109.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swa8oG_SlMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kQIQOQbHOxM/s400/PB180109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215799961720002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This guy doesn't even notice I'm snapping away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swa8m0bsjQI/AAAAAAAAANo/_Wfm67-7YDU/s400/PB180107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215777800719618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swa8mu-kynI/AAAAAAAAANg/QBzL7JREscg/s400/PB180105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215776336398962" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The shophouses gave a nostalgic 1940s feeling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swa8l81qhdI/AAAAAAAAANY/lxfUjaKbdlM/s1600/PB180104.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swa8l81qhdI/AAAAAAAAANY/lxfUjaKbdlM/s400/PB180104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215762877253074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Al fresco dining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ello there! I have been wanting to post this on my entry and I thought today is the right time since I'm off duty for the weekends. For some who have been reading my entries, I have mentioned about budget beauty recently. I post this entry for my dear friends who have been asking about my black velvet mary janes. As I mentioned before, I get tongue-tied when someone asks me where I get my stuffs. I don't know why! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jannah and I had a great walk after work and we enjoyed the cool breeze brushing against our cheeks. We walked along the streets of Chinatown. Jannah knew little about the corners of Chinatown, however, she was amazed and impressed at the shops we passed by. There were few shops selling pretty and lovely frocks which I find it really casual and comfortable. We scoured through the shops and found lovely pieces and I saw one shop selling a tartan heeled boots. Unfortunately, I wasn't allowed to take pictures as the shop owner was looking at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just to let you know, the restrooms at Pearl's Centre sucked hell of a big time! You pay 20 cents for the entry and get 3 folds of napkins, which is never enough for most of us. The soap dispenser is empty most of the time and the toilets stink! Yuck. Alright, the atmosphere seemed kinda familiar to me. In the evening, I was reminded of my last holiday in Bangkok because of the lights, night market, al fresco eateries and there is even a Thai coffee shop! I do love Bangkok and Hong Kong but I'm saving for my next trip to Europe or Turkey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8627024162082942137?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8627024162082942137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8627024162082942137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8627024162082942137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8627024162082942137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/evening-with-qings.html' title='An Evening With The Qings'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Swa8nj88h6I/AAAAAAAAANw/LVSMuSY0O0g/s72-c/PB180108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-5095055311354184966</id><published>2009-11-19T23:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:40:02.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Won't Care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwVmcM_GLLI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-_52yDQRi1Q/s1600/PB190125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwVmcM_GLLI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-_52yDQRi1Q/s400/PB190125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405839562436390066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwVmbiptBRI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yPsw2YglZUg/s400/PB190120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405839551072371986" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwVmbP2UxQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CJv_mBowyHU/s1600/PB190119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwVmbP2UxQI/AAAAAAAAAMY/CJv_mBowyHU/s400/PB190119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405839546025035010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwVmajgQ0II/AAAAAAAAAMQ/MnYeUhQGYOQ/s400/PB180112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405839534121341058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;There are idiots out there who just think the world belongs to them. There are idiots who think they are right. There are idiots who wouldn't just keep their mouths shut. There are idiots who pass off rude and offensive remarks on your face while you're busy shopping and happily enjoying a hearty meal. Bunch of pathetic and miserable folks. I'm laughing out loud now. One advise: It's ok to eavesdrop other patrons in a cafeteria, however, it is rude to interrupt when it's a random stranger. Too many insecure and angry people lately. Maybe I should spread some love and positivity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*On personal note, I had my hair cut. Everyone in the clinic loved my hair. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-5095055311354184966?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5095055311354184966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=5095055311354184966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5095055311354184966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5095055311354184966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-wont-care.html' title='I Just Won&apos;t Care.'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwVmcM_GLLI/AAAAAAAAAMo/-_52yDQRi1Q/s72-c/PB190125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3959005467590686531</id><published>2009-11-17T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:23:41.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Interpretation Of Bullet With Butterfly Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwKxh57Bv7I/AAAAAAAAALo/2WwNqipLREg/s1600/PB170104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwKxh57Bv7I/AAAAAAAAALo/2WwNqipLREg/s320/PB170104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405077698840215474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwKxhSgsDzI/AAAAAAAAALg/AYbUSK6QM0o/s1600/PB170102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwKxhSgsDzI/AAAAAAAAALg/AYbUSK6QM0o/s320/PB170102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405077688260759346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The world is a vampire, sent to drain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames&lt;br /&gt;And what do I get for my pain?&lt;br /&gt;Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Fits the world I'm in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even though I know - I suppose I'll show&lt;br /&gt;All my cool and cold-like old job&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I'm still just a rat in a cage&lt;br /&gt;Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved&lt;br /&gt;Despite all my rage I'm still just a rat in a cage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- You are insecure and you live your lives with hatred and anger. What a pity, you lost your dearest companions, just like the sands that slip in between your delicate fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal&lt;br /&gt;But can you fake it, for just one more show?&lt;br /&gt;And what do you want, I want to change&lt;br /&gt;And what have you got when you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Hahaha. Lies, lies, lies and it's just pure lies. Come out, come out, wherever you are; your pretense have been made known to everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tell me I'm the only one&lt;br /&gt;Tell me there's no other one&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was an only son&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm the chosen one&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was an only son for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Who do you think you are? God? God made out of flesh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3959005467590686531?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3959005467590686531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3959005467590686531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3959005467590686531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3959005467590686531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/personal-interpretation-of-bullet-with.html' title='Personal Interpretation Of Bullet With Butterfly Wings'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwKxh57Bv7I/AAAAAAAAALo/2WwNqipLREg/s72-c/PB170104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1603237070213111203</id><published>2009-11-17T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:52:25.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwKpg4IzmmI/AAAAAAAAALY/r6LBkh58MIY/s1600/PB160099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwKpg4IzmmI/AAAAAAAAALY/r6LBkh58MIY/s320/PB160099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405068885088246370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwKpgRLTPBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9lzVxqWK9RE/s1600/PB160098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwKpgRLTPBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9lzVxqWK9RE/s320/PB160098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405068874629725202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think I need to get my hair done. If not, I might have to cut it, or permanently straighten it. It's getting dry day by day. I have to do something about it. Grrrr! And what's with the look??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, serif; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dress: Uniqlo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Long Cardigan: Cotton On&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Belt: Salvatore Ferragamo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bag: Bangkok&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mary Jane flats: Chinatown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photo by: Nurul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1603237070213111203?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1603237070213111203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1603237070213111203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1603237070213111203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1603237070213111203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/blue-monday.html' title='Blue Monday'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SwKpg4IzmmI/AAAAAAAAALY/r6LBkh58MIY/s72-c/PB160099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1385092375961201148</id><published>2009-11-17T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:46:52.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk In The Trunk? Look Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The weather is good. Very nice and cooling. I love the gray skies and the wind blowing on my face. it feels so nice... Oh, I just dug the trunk in my room. I found loads of vintage clothing and they were directly from the 80s! Blast from the past... Initially, I wanted to sell them. However, I changed my mind. Gosh, it was silly of me to throw away the chili red Furla handbag. It was a nice piece, however, it looked too ancient to be carried around! Well, I've kept some nice vintage pieces in my closet. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1385092375961201148?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1385092375961201148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1385092375961201148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1385092375961201148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1385092375961201148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/junk-in-trunk-look-again.html' title='Junk In The Trunk? Look Again...'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-6502065879794400409</id><published>2009-11-15T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:37:49.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Budgets Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lately, I have few of my friends asking me how do I keep up working in the beauty industry and I swear, I find myself tongue-tied if I were to mention that I use the Kitchen Formula since I was little. Ok, my hair is seldom blown-dry these days, and I am growing out my hair and do not wish to straighten it. There are some people who find it kinda yucky to use the formula on their body, but it's all natural, no side effects and I've been doing this since the day I stopped working. There's no harm trying, because it's super cheap and our grandmothers have been mixing concoctions because it was very expensive to buy cosmetics. So here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hair:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Olive Oil mixed with Coconut Oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Coconut Milk as a treatment for smooth, shiny and healthy hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There are days when my hair gets really dry, so I try to avoid curling tongs or straightening iron. I used the curling rollers when my hair was long. I was impressed that it didn't do any damage to my hair and the curls stayed throughout the day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I mixed olive oil in my conditioner as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Face:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To be very honest, I didn't go for facials when I wasn't working and I was saving my money for a month-long holiday in July. I had to do something for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mashed bananas mixed with honey for a wrinkle-free and smooth skin (I did this once a week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Green papayas mashed and used as a masque for a fairer complexion (My mum was so happy to help me out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Olive oil to remove the make-up before the usual skincare regime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How can we ever forget the cucumber masque on our faces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rice water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Body:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Honey and sugar/salt mixed together as a scrub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;olive oil as a substitute for cuticle oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sari Ayu whitening scrub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eversoft Whitening Body Lotion (I used this twice a day and I realised that my stretch marks were reduced!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am a very big fan of Michelle Phan because most of the beauty methods she used is traditional, useful and it doesn't burn a hole in our pockets! Go check her out in Youtube! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/MichellePhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x4e.xanga.com/98fc6b02c5333202979321/b157543945.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x4e.xanga.com/98fc6b02c5333202979321/b157543945.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 800px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-6502065879794400409?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/6502065879794400409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=6502065879794400409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6502065879794400409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/6502065879794400409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/beauty-budgets-post.html' title='Beauty Budgets Post'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1410958472092103984</id><published>2009-11-15T13:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:26:08.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H&amp;M, Not Hougang Mall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv-e9xp9EoI/AAAAAAAAALI/zcTt-ENAsr8/s1600-h/Photo0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv-e9xp9EoI/AAAAAAAAALI/zcTt-ENAsr8/s400/Photo0159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404212862006399618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial, serif;font-size:small;"&gt;I know all the craze about Jimmy Choo for H&amp;amp;M yesterday, but sadly, I have to say that we are quite unfortunate that we do not have H&amp;amp;M here in Singapore. If H&amp;amp;M were to come to Singapore, it'll be totally crazy, cos everyone would be swarming the store, leaving no air to breathe. Oh well, when Uniqlo came to Singapore, I had to wait for like 2 months after the opening so I can shop with ease. Ok, so what's next? We only have Hougang Mall, no H&amp;amp;M. To buy some nice pieces from H&amp;amp;M, I'd ask my sis-in-law to get a nice outfit for me when she flies to Hong Kong next month. Like me, she indulges herself in all the pleasures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1410958472092103984?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1410958472092103984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1410958472092103984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1410958472092103984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1410958472092103984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/h-not-hougang-mall.html' title='H&amp;M, Not Hougang Mall.'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv-e9xp9EoI/AAAAAAAAALI/zcTt-ENAsr8/s72-c/Photo0159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1176661095234432899</id><published>2009-11-14T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:53:44.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6aISe8I6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/rfKuL-gGA2w/s1600-h/PB130097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6aISe8I6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/rfKuL-gGA2w/s400/PB130097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403926070082413474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6aH5hnnNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ytzgKRxR5Dg/s1600-h/PB130096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6aH5hnnNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ytzgKRxR5Dg/s400/PB130096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403926063382764754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was Eric's wedding last night. It was a nice one with great food and wine. I think I had too much of wine and I'm starting to feel so sleepy after that. It was a nice weather to sleep in. Anyway, I was too tired to do other things after that. The pictures shows it all and i think I didn't pull off too well in one of the pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1176661095234432899?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1176661095234432899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1176661095234432899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1176661095234432899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1176661095234432899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-was-erics-wedding-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6aISe8I6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/rfKuL-gGA2w/s72-c/PB130097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1772598766532842642</id><published>2009-11-14T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:46:47.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6Xb1bKYLI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CL3R2kLbNE0/s1600-h/PB070099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6Xb1bKYLI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CL3R2kLbNE0/s400/PB070099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403923107344441522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Top: Adidas, Long vest: Esprit, Pants: Topshop, Sandals: Charles &amp;amp; Keith, Bag: Charles &amp;amp; Keith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6XbSgwO4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/cTwFB8jc26M/s1600-h/PB070097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6XbSgwO4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/cTwFB8jc26M/s400/PB070097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403923097972652930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keeshee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Long Cardigan: Cotton On, Flannel Shirt: Bugis Village, Pants: Thrifted, Belt: Forever 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6Xa7LjfJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/gD1kwU1I9gk/s1600-h/PB070098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6Xa7LjfJI/AAAAAAAAAKI/gD1kwU1I9gk/s400/PB070098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403923091709721746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6XaYXCQRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1YLgm7fYeUc/s1600-h/PB070096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6XaYXCQRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1YLgm7fYeUc/s400/PB070096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403923082362634514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kee_shee/pic/00019byy/" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(122, 93, 146); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lately, I've been feeling slightly off. I don't think it's due to work. Work has been a therapy for me recently. I've always been the independent person and I enjoy the company of myself. I shop on my own, eat on my own, drink on my own and sometimes party on my own. I do most things on my own. My fiancee thinks I'm kinda weird and friends think I'm an antisocial misfit. So wrong. People think I'm a boring person or worst, miserable pathetic woman. Duh! I'd like to believe people, but sadly, I can't trust them at all. The saddest thing of all, I got what I wished for. 2 years ago, I wished I would better be off alone and the people I met were just seasonal. I don't call them. I never text them or plan any outings. I hung out with them and vanish myself without leaving a message. They were just acquaintances to me. I hated weddings and I never bothered to attend any. Even if I did, I would not be seen in pictures. I drew myself away from the crowd. How pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But recently, I'm starting to feel the pinch. Inch by inch, I'm devoured by emptiness and loneliness. I spoke to my dearest Rusty before he left. I regretted and deep down in his heart, he knew I am still battling with anger and bitterness. Behind my smiles and laughter, hides a sinister grin and distasteful sarcasm. The feeling was too intense that sometimes I don't know whether I should laugh or cry. But at least I have my companion, Dee. Only she understands the way I feel and think. Maybe she knows too much of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1772598766532842642?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1772598766532842642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1772598766532842642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1772598766532842642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1772598766532842642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/dee-top-adidas-long-vest-esprit-pants.html' title=''/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6Xb1bKYLI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CL3R2kLbNE0/s72-c/PB070099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-7765058141147056997</id><published>2009-11-14T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T19:38:31.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm lovin' It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MH3ndY8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/RHANA_k-klE/s1600-h/PB070102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MH3ndY8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/RHANA_k-klE/s400/PB070102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403910669707600834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MHRkTQyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VWkpz7Zh474/s1600-h/PB070100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MHRkTQyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VWkpz7Zh474/s400/PB070100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403910659493806882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blazer: Zara, Top: A bazaar in Thailand, Skinny jeans: Uniqlo, Bag: River Island, Accessory: Chomel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MG-pYzDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sU-FOeUbTMY/s1600-h/PB060096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MG-pYzDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sU-FOeUbTMY/s400/PB060096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403910654414867506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mmm. Yummy. Licking the Tiramisu cake off the spoon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MGWU6uDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VO3Y52HBuHo/s1600-h/PB060094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MGWU6uDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VO3Y52HBuHo/s400/PB060094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403910643591591986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Desserts: Prego (Raffles City Shopping Centre)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MF6d9rkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JmepSTvv3_8/s1600-h/PB060091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MF6d9rkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JmepSTvv3_8/s400/PB060091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403910636113342018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Long Sleeve shirt: Ben Sherman, Sweater: Uniqlo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me tell you something about Great Rust. He has been my arm candy for more than a year and I am grateful for the things he did for me and the times we had. To most of us, he's just an ordinary guy who just can't be bothered with fashion. His world is all about work, games and me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: Your age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Great Rust: 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: Bullshit. You're 31.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;GR: No, 25. I'm young. I do look young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: Whatever. Your ID shows you're born in 1978.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;GR: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(grins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: So what's in your car playlist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;GR: Loads of it. Nine Inch Nails, Billy Talent, Rise Against, Marilyn Manson and loads of it. I do have guilty pleasures too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(winks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: What is your obsession?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;GR: Sex, PS3, PSP, Sex, PS3, PSP, Sex, PS3, PSP. What else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: What do you spend mostly on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;GR: Anything for my car and shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: Had any difficulties in buying shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;GR: Not really. I do buy my shoes online like Fred Perry and mostly are Macbeth. I shop online most of the time. The last time I shopped online was like 3 months ago? I bought Ben Sherman tee and Kangol straw hat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: If someone were to ask you about your style, what would you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;GR: Casual. I do not follow trends around me and I wear what suits me and most importantly, comfort. I don't read August, Arena and the fashion magazines. I will wear what looks good on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: Any favourite outfits in your wardrobe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;GR: My Uniqlo sweater and pants. I think they are much comfortable than my Volcoms. As for shoes, it's either Fred Perry or Macbeth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-7765058141147056997?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7765058141147056997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=7765058141147056997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7765058141147056997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7765058141147056997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-lovin-it.html' title='I&apos;m lovin&apos; It'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6MH3ndY8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/RHANA_k-klE/s72-c/PB070102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-3407238306308201717</id><published>2009-11-14T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:50:51.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6IwPnwIeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lEK23HD57cE/s1600-h/PA310092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6IwPnwIeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lEK23HD57cE/s400/PA310092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403906965299536354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6IvgVCgfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/26DpzbWnrzw/s1600-h/PA310090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6IvgVCgfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/26DpzbWnrzw/s400/PA310090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403906952604582386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I never believed what Great Rust told me earlier this year about my figure. For the past 1 year, I believed that I was fat and indulging too much on food. I love food. Believe it or not, I was 38 kilos in 2003 and last I checked, I was 49 kgs in early 2007. I am weighing at 58 kg now. I am so afraid of growing fat. Really. I would look in the mirror and scrutinise my figure and idolise the girls featured in Style: or Vogue. How sad. It was until my dearest bestie, Dee For Darcy mentioned the truth about my figure. Despite my bulging tummy, which is normal due to water retention; I am naturally big-built. I realised that my dad is tall, got big bones and the ladies in his family were pretty curvy. I finally came to accept the fact that I will have difficulties in buying clothes from Far East Plaza and it is definitely impossible for me to buy clothes from Bugis Village or Thailand. The cuts are small and is targeted for smaller ladies. Fuck those people who call me fat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-3407238306308201717?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/3407238306308201717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=3407238306308201717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3407238306308201717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/3407238306308201717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-never-believed-what-great-rust-told.html' title=''/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6IwPnwIeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lEK23HD57cE/s72-c/PA310092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-5455738148219727182</id><published>2009-11-14T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:25:24.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6FdB6xL6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/AHrJZ7rsBhY/s1600-h/Photo0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6FdB6xL6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/AHrJZ7rsBhY/s400/Photo0173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403903336668802978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6FcmWYB-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/oHplMquf7bs/s1600-h/Photo0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6FcmWYB-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/oHplMquf7bs/s400/Photo0165.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403903329268402146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6FcGA1tzI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zhRhz_0CP-I/s1600-h/Photo0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6FcGA1tzI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zhRhz_0CP-I/s400/Photo0164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403903320588138290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Countless of times I've heard my mother comparing me to other kids like my neighbourhood 'friends' and I'm pretty damn sure most of our mothers prefer us to be this or that. Truth is, I got sick and tired of trying to explain why I'm like this and not like that. My fiancee, an eligible bachelor and mum's-dream-son-in-law got the similar feedback from his dear mother. As usual, he'll call me up and tell me about his mother's comparisons with his other cousins. I feel like puking when his mother suggests he be the kind of son featured on a local tv show. Look, there are no means of expressing dislike for my future mother in law in my entry. My mum thought I'd be a better daughter too, just like her best friend's son. In my thoughts, it'll be better if she stop comparing me to other kids. Nobody likes to be compared for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I began to wonder why we were compared by our parents, teachers, friends and lovers. They can tell me millions of reasons and explanations and I won't care. I was totally impressed after reading a wonderful article by Satoshi Kanazawa in which he mentioned that men and women are different. One of the ways that men and women is different is in what makes them happy. For decades, we've been exposed to political ideologies and convictions by the media. Money, social status, promotions and political powers are unlikely to make women happy. It is also unlikely men who quit their full time jobs to become domestic husbands will become happier. Women would be much happier if they could spend time with their kids and men are much happier with money, social status, promotions and political powers, as long as they win because dropping out is a defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By banishing political correctness, it will educate our future generations reminding the boys and girls that they are different. We've heard some teachers and parents nowadays saying it's fine to be different. When there's right, there's always wrong. Even magnets have negative and positive sides too. Don't let other people tell us how we should behave, speak and think because we live our lives as we like, not how we should live like. It certainly doesn't make us happier individuals if we still stick to people who doesn't think we're up to par as them. Our feelings are rarely wrong because we're designed to feel certain way; however our feelings will work against us if we follow the political ideologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I can now kick off my heels, sit back and relax because my family now knows what's best for me. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-5455738148219727182?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/5455738148219727182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=5455738148219727182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5455738148219727182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/5455738148219727182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/countless-of-times-ive-heard-my-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6FdB6xL6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/AHrJZ7rsBhY/s72-c/Photo0173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-7193529088181872786</id><published>2009-11-14T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:13:29.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6CoBY3ptI/AAAAAAAAAII/ANIVl10iXCo/s1600-h/P7280080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6CoBY3ptI/AAAAAAAAAII/ANIVl10iXCo/s400/P7280080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403900226970298066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6Cnmq1P0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/_58AKQogccU/s1600-h/P7280081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6Cnmq1P0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/_58AKQogccU/s400/P7280081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403900219797880642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6CZp7NSbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/uwRnF4kkEBo/s1600-h/P7270072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6A8W_3wSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OBr7LBSU7jc/s400/P7230047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403898377345155362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6A8NMVGMI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DsLct4Rir2o/s1600-h/P7210031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6A8NMVGMI/AAAAAAAAAG4/DsLct4Rir2o/s400/P7210031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403898374713055426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6A7tjBWSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rcUMjVW0HBQ/s1600-h/P7210027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6A7tjBWSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rcUMjVW0HBQ/s400/P7210027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403898366218295586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101);  line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You were a child,&lt;br /&gt;crawlin' on your knees toward it.&lt;br /&gt;Makin' mama so proud,&lt;br /&gt;but your voice was too loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like to watch you laughing.&lt;br /&gt;You pick the insects off plants.&lt;br /&gt;No time to think of consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Control yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Take only what you need from it.&lt;br /&gt;A family of trees wantin',&lt;br /&gt;To be haunted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Control yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Take only what you need from it.&lt;br /&gt;A family of trees wantin',&lt;br /&gt;To be haunted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water is warm,&lt;br /&gt;but its sending me shivers.&lt;br /&gt;A baby is born,&lt;br /&gt;crying out for attention.&lt;br /&gt;Memories fade,&lt;br /&gt;like looking through a fogged mirror&lt;br /&gt;Decisions to decisions are made and not fought&lt;br /&gt;But I thought,&lt;br /&gt;this wouldn't hurt a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101);  line-height: 20px; font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;MGMT's song got stuck in my head when I was in Thailand. Great, Beloved Rusty begins to like this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-7193529088181872786?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7193529088181872786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=7193529088181872786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7193529088181872786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7193529088181872786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/holiday-2009.html' title='Holiday 2009'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv6CoBY3ptI/AAAAAAAAAII/ANIVl10iXCo/s72-c/P7280080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8345202145691163585</id><published>2009-11-14T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:02:20.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort Canning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NIN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 Aug &apos;09'/><title type='text'>Nine Inch Nails 2009 Wave Goodbye Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv5_kXXKpDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MzCSPmu3rU8/s1600-h/Photo0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv5_jVrOVYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uLm3mcb-4Ig/s400/Photo0135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403896847981761922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv5_i54nIuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mEzlrqEzKLM/s1600-h/Photo0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv5_i54nIuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mEzlrqEzKLM/s400/Photo0132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403896840521720546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv5_iSUu0VI/AAAAAAAAAGI/E4j8rruqWcw/s1600-h/Photo0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv5_iSUu0VI/AAAAAAAAAGI/E4j8rruqWcw/s400/Photo0128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403896829902246226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hurt myself today&lt;br /&gt;To see if I still feel&lt;br /&gt;I focus on the pain&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that's real&lt;br /&gt;The needle tears a hole&lt;br /&gt;The old familiar sting&lt;br /&gt;Try to kill it all away&lt;br /&gt;But I remember everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I become?&lt;br /&gt;My sweetest friend&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I know&lt;br /&gt;Goes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;You could have it all&lt;br /&gt;My empire of dirt&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down&lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear this crown of shit&lt;br /&gt;Upon my liar's chair&lt;br /&gt;Full of broken thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I cannot repair&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the stains of time&lt;br /&gt;The feelings disappear&lt;br /&gt;You are someone else&lt;br /&gt;I am still right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I become?&lt;br /&gt;My sweetest friend&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I know&lt;br /&gt;Goes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have it all&lt;br /&gt;My empire of dirt&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down&lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt&lt;br /&gt;If I could start again&lt;br /&gt;A million miles away&lt;br /&gt;I would keep myself&lt;br /&gt;I would find a way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8345202145691163585?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8345202145691163585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8345202145691163585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8345202145691163585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8345202145691163585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/nine-inch-nails-2009-wave-goodbye-tour.html' title='Nine Inch Nails 2009 Wave Goodbye Tour'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv5_kXXKpDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MzCSPmu3rU8/s72-c/Photo0140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-7775894415267852317</id><published>2009-11-14T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:51:53.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artworks 2000 - 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv59lM9D68I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1M4QVW3P2UE/s1600-h/P9290091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv57LqVDcgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EDqtL0BbqZo/s400/Photo0033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403892043162546690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv57LDVz5nI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/srl4m8m_2O0/s1600-h/Photo0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv57LDVz5nI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/srl4m8m_2O0/s400/Photo0025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403892032696739442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-7775894415267852317?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7775894415267852317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=7775894415267852317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7775894415267852317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7775894415267852317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/artworks-2000-2009.html' title='Artworks 2000 - 2009'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv59lM9D68I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1M4QVW3P2UE/s72-c/P9290091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-663849002630651380</id><published>2009-11-14T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:30:03.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have been away since my last post cos I have been on other blogs and it's starting to be so mundane. So I'm back here again. Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-663849002630651380?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/663849002630651380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=663849002630651380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/663849002630651380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/663849002630651380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-again.html' title='Back Again.'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-401392632175288892</id><published>2009-04-21T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:12:39.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That I Did To Cheer Myself Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Se2qGl5qPkI/AAAAAAAAADU/5wTmRGuTaiY/s1600-h/Photo+34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Se2qGl5qPkI/AAAAAAAAADU/5wTmRGuTaiY/s400/Photo+34.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327100964479057474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;1) Water the plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;2) Draw your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;3) Sleep in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;4) Cook a nice meal. Then serve your family and neighbours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;5) Clean up your room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;6) Do one thing at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;7) Wear nice clothes. Even if you're not going anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;8) Put on a make-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;9) Turn up the volume sing and dance to your favourite songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;10) Edit your pay slip. Paste it on somewhere you can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;11) Go for a swim, laze around the beach or dip your foot in the pool if you can't swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;12) Go out on your own and plug your ears with your iPod. I mean alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;13) Make new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;14) Watch a movie alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;15) Bring your lappie to Starbucks and immerse yourself in your own world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;16) Delegate the tasks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;17) Instead of eating at Mcdonald's and KFC, eat at hawker centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;18) Play dressing up games online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;19) Write a poem. Or a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;20) Can't sleep? Take a walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;21) Walk around your room naked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-401392632175288892?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/401392632175288892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=401392632175288892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/401392632175288892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/401392632175288892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-that-i-did-to-cheer-myself-up.html' title='Things That I Did To Cheer Myself Up'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Se2qGl5qPkI/AAAAAAAAADU/5wTmRGuTaiY/s72-c/Photo+34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-715369507838010184</id><published>2009-04-21T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:55:04.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And suddenly my mind went...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Se2l_MZlNtI/AAAAAAAAADM/L49eJt8U1U8/s1600-h/Photo+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Se2l_MZlNtI/AAAAAAAAADM/L49eJt8U1U8/s400/Photo+30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327096439328028370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I woke up in the middle of the night because I slept at 8 plus. I was had supper and then proceed to my room to draw. And suddenly my mind went blank. I could not figure out what I wanted to draw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I went back to bed and decided to sleep. It was at 3 in the morning. I got frustrated and anxious. I don't know why. All of a sudden my mind went crazy. I thought about my ex who is now my friend. What the hell. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I woke up this morning at 10.30 am. I wanted to do something. I just couldn't get up. And suddenly my mind went blank. Again. Telling me my brains feels so lazy to engage in any activities for the time being. I closed my eyes and just go back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I woke up at 2pm. I had to do something. I know I had to do something. And suddenly my mind tells me i need to look good. I freshened myself up and then decided I need a manicure and pedicure. I grabbed my tools and did it. I'm happy with how my nails look now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's 6.52 now and I still haven't figure out what I'm going to do next. My imagination is out on a short trip. I can't draw. I will be able to draw later. Yes. I'll find something that could stimulate my mind. And suddenly my mind started thinking of dolls and Beetlejuice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-715369507838010184?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/715369507838010184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=715369507838010184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/715369507838010184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/715369507838010184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-suddenly-my-mind-went.html' title='And suddenly my mind went...'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Se2l_MZlNtI/AAAAAAAAADM/L49eJt8U1U8/s72-c/Photo+30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1060169162772173644</id><published>2009-04-20T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:51:21.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Respect'/><title type='text'>How much do we respect ourselves?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I was chatting with an old friend of mine recently on MSN and some of the topics we talked is about relationships. He just broke up with his girlfriend, because he caught her cheating on him. He was complaining to me about her and he was calling her names. I found it to be quite displeasing as he was criticising his ex-girlfriend badly. I had to tell him to stop calling her names though it really hurts him bad. Complaining is not going to make him any better, in fact it just provoked him even further. It just amused me. After breaking up, most people gave bad comments about the Ex. I felt that you are just reflecting bad about yourself if you do that. By insulting another party, you are showing some disrespect about yourself. Firstly, you don't insult the one you have loved before. Secondly, it just reflects back on you. It just show how stupid you are for choosing to be with that person. So how much do you respect yourself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I had an experience of misunderstanding with a friend. It was a terrible argument that her husband got involved in it. Loads of curses and swears throughout the phone calls. I swear the spouse threatened to hit me the next time he sees me. Woah, back up.  We managed to solve the problem finally. We were apologetic, but I could never look at this friend the same way again. I bore no grudges at her and her spouse. I have always respected her and praised her to my boyfriend. So how much do they respect themselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;This post is not about criticising others. It is just how much do we respect ourselves. A favourite quote of mine is from an ex before we broke up: If you want respect from others, have respect for yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1060169162772173644?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1060169162772173644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1060169162772173644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1060169162772173644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1060169162772173644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-much-do-we-respect-ourselves.html' title='How much do we respect ourselves?'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-4294614019333131163</id><published>2009-04-20T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:28:16.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Really Makes Us Happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What do you think will make us really happy? As for me, I personally think that it does not have to be something that requires a lot of spending. Finding happiness would certainly doing things that I'm really happy doing. Sometimes, people ask me "Don't you ever get tired of not working and staying home all the time?" As far as I know, I have never fret nor complain for the past few months after I quit my job. People keep telling me times are hard, employment is tough these days and bla bla bla. However, I have my reasons why I quit my job. Please note that I do not come from a wealthy family. My mum is not a tai-tai and my dad is not some successful entrepreneur. I was suffering from bipolar disorder for 9 years and I needed medical support and counselling every month. Medical expenses are not cheap. I quit my job is because I wanted to focus on my studies and also have time for myself. I don't care what others say about me. After all, I discovered my own happiness. When I was working, I earned a good and stable income. I worked in the fashion and beauty industry. I had skills to make people beautiful and stunning. I made people feel good about themselves. And I am proud of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I shopped a lot and indulge in all kinds of luxuries. I spoilt myself really well. I went to spas every month and I buy new clothes every 2 weeks. However, I was living a stressful life. It was never glamour to do the things I did passionately and someone else got the credit. I never get any visits from my colleagues nor my boss when I was hospitalised. It was then that I realised I needed to get out of my comfort zone in order to search my own happiness. I tendered my resignation and I began cutting back on my expenses. I stopped going to spas, I shopped for only what I needed and what is very important. I no longer eat at expensive restaurants. I no longer enjoy partying. Everyday when I wake up, I thanked myself, my family, my boyfriend and my friends who have been there for me throughout the hard times. I even said 'thank you' at every step I took. Though the weather is scorching hot, I am grateful that there is no draught, strife and chaos outside my house. I knew a lot of people going to yoga sessions and paying for packages to be in tune with themselves. I don't need that. Meditation is enough for me. We may covet that 'IT' bag, watches and dresses. But does that really make us happy for a lifetime? There is so much troubles in the world. What we all need now is love. Happiness. How do we get it? No one can tell you to be happy. No one can tell you what to do. It is up to you how you want to create that happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-4294614019333131163?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/4294614019333131163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=4294614019333131163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4294614019333131163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/4294614019333131163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-really-makes-us-happy.html' title='What Really Makes Us Happy?'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-7953373267848737348</id><published>2009-03-07T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:30:23.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of A Cinema Addict</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have confessions to make. Firstly, I'm guilty of spending extra moolahs on beauty products, shoes and accessories because I'm supposed to tie up my budget. Secondly, I've been indulging on food which contains high calorie. But currently, I'm guilty of making my boyfriend spend that extra moolahs on us watching movies for the whole 2 weeks. Well, can't help it for someone like me who loves going to the cinemas. However, due to school assignments and lazy afternoons, we  decided to spend the whole day watching movies from his hard disk. I was really amazed and intrigued when I watched Slumdog Millionaire. It was a nice movie, I admit. I was expecting the movie to be long-winded and too much talking. No, I was wrong. The movie depicts an Indian Muslim boy named Jamal Malik who gets to be a contestant in India's Who Wants To Be A Millionaire. The host of that show? None other than the famous Bollywood actor, Anil Kapoor. Jamal is an average guy who grows up with his older brother Salim in the slums of India. Usually, when it comes to Mumbai, you think of Aishwarya Rai and the 3-hour Hindi films with too much talking, singing, dancing and absurd stunts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This time, it really opens much to the society and culture in India. The gray side of India, which not many of us think much. It's not about Taj Mahal, Goa Beach or the chappati they made. The real India that we were not really exposed to. I've never given much consideration to India but after watching that movie, I finally get the insights to what life is like down there. I have a friend named Rey, who has been living in Singapore for 8 years. People like to mock at the way the Indians speak and though it may sound amusing, it is pretty offensive to some. It is as the same as calling a Chinese guy 'Yellow Scum' or 'Jew of the East'. No discrimination here, folks. But if you ever consider, Indians do make the best lawyers. And not forgetting their cuisine as well. Be grateful, my friends, because life in Singapore is safer and there is nothing much to worry about. Imagine waking up and going to school when you have to sit on the floor. We complained if we could not get a best seat in the class. What about entertainment? We sulked if we're bored and we complained if we do not have enough money to party with our friends. Kids in the city are really lucky to have PSP or PS3. These gadgets were bought by their parents. I'd like to toy with the idea about putting these kids in the slums of India and see what it is like to live without the privileges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We're given the best education and the best place to live in however, we have taken everything for granted and we refuse to learn. Most people I know stopped schooling at 15 and 16. Some refused to continue their education. The reason? Bored and tired of schooling. They continued education when they couldn't find a proper job. The kids who lived the slums would want education but hardship and poverty stopped them from pursuing it. Their eyes are full of hope and hearts full of ambitions. For a guy like Jamal, he didnt acquire the proper education he was supposed to have. His education is living a hard life and experience. His mother was clubbed to death by a group of Hindus who were against Muslims. His brother Salim, is a pretty wretched guy though he shows concern for Jamal. How did he managed to answer the questions in that contest? His experience along his childhood and adolescent years. One thing that irked me was, just because he's poor and poorly educated, he was apprehended on the night he answered the questions correctly. If Jamal is a rich kid and comes from a well-off family, would he be sent to the police station? What were the officers thinking when they tortured Jamal to tell the truth about how he managed to answer the questions correctly? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sounds a bit political, but then again, thank ourselves when we wake up to the comfort of our beds. We do not have to worry about anything serious. In fact, We have got nothing to worry if we are grateful to everything that surrounds us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-7953373267848737348?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/7953373267848737348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=7953373267848737348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7953373267848737348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/7953373267848737348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/03/confessions-of-cinema-addict.html' title='Confessions of A Cinema Addict'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8642210148317311360</id><published>2009-01-29T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:34:21.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Can't I Find Something That Fits Me? Why???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv55ixfM8GI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1iZ1BkBF34I/s1600-h/06022008122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv55ixfM8GI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1iZ1BkBF34I/s400/06022008122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403890241197895778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been on a shopping spree lately and I am really disappointed to find something that I can't find and when I do, it doesn't fit me well. It's either too tight or too loose. Some girls commented that my thighs are big while some says that I'm quite busty and it looked like I've been visiting the aesthetician on a monthly basis. What the f*%#??? In the beginning, I thought it was nice to have dangerous curves and lovely assets. I was size 2 back then and it was really hard for me to be employed. People think I've been on substance abuse or very ill. Talk about underestimating a potential worker who can do wonders. Anyway, I was really disappointed because lately, a shop assistant gasped and commented i look good in this vintage dress. "oh Miss, you look OK in this one." This Chinese lady had no idea what she's talking about. I look OK. Hell yeah, obviously she's lying. Tsk. Disappointing. In Singapore, when someone says u look OK, not bad, it means u look good and wonderful. I could tell her body language and it really pisses me off. She just want to get rid of that dress that has been on the shelf for 5 months because nobody wanted to buy it. Thus, she thought she could make a little bit of business from that pretty-but-badly-sewn dress. My boyfriend thinks I looked 5 months pregnant. I guess that was supposed to be a maternity dress which was wrongly stocked. Or probably the buying manager might have ordered wrongly. Sick. Anyway, I hate the fact that everyone dresses up and almost looked like Agyness Dean. At one point of time, everyone dresses up like Kate Moss. What next? So, in order to keep up with the fashion industry, 90% of the boutiques in Singapore stocked up everything that can make you look like Agyness Dean, Kate Moss, Paris Hilton, Nicole Richie, Katie Holmes, The Ting-Tings and bla, bla bla. Of course, business is business. However, they have to remember that there are plus-size girls and curvy women out there who desires to be dressed beautifully. Why do people are so enamoured with the skinny figure? I've been skinny before and I meant as skinny as Amy Winehouse. Yes, I gained weight because I had high intake of junk foods, alcohol and lotsa carbs. I find it insulting for a curvy and plus-sized women to wear something that doesn't fit them. Seriously. I take fashion and style seriously though I major in psychology. Any curvy and plus-sized women out there who agrees with me? I have no biases with the slim and slender people. Well, if you are, good for you, we all covet your figure. I've met slim and slender people who wants to put on some weight so they'll look sexy, healthy and gorgeous. Sometimes, if you are really in need of a great outfit, go and get a good seamstress and get a proper measurement on the spot. It helps. Yes it does, I'm currently doin it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8642210148317311360?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8642210148317311360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8642210148317311360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8642210148317311360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8642210148317311360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-cant-i-find-something-that-fits-me.html' title='Why Can&apos;t I Find Something That Fits Me? Why???'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv55ixfM8GI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1iZ1BkBF34I/s72-c/06022008122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8503326298461414</id><published>2008-08-24T00:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:31:38.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous Curves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv543lnwTPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-PJCJDz0l7k/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv543lnwTPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-PJCJDz0l7k/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403889499278167282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you thought being skinny is beautiful and curvy girls are fat, you're so damn wrong. In fact, most men would prefer to date women who are healthy and enjoys their food. I was once a skinny piece of walking meat years ago. I dun really ate much and I was stopped couple of times in the middle of the night by the police to check if I had been stoning myself too much (sounds like I'm a junkie, eh?). My diet is only fags, alcohol and a plate of noodles. I slept for couple of hours and I led a hectic lifestyle like partying every night and waking up at 3 pm before starting work at 5. A year later, I decided to change my job. I worked in the office and my bio-clock went haywire. Gosh... I've never felt so tired! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Despite feeling exhausted, I still manage to go for drinks after work and I still boogied on Saturday nights. But there was one thing that I felt my life is not really complete. Men refused to go out on dates with me. Hunting a job is not as bad as finding a perfect date. Hunting a job can be frustrating but for an outspoken and chatty woman like me who has difficulties in finding a date to spend quality time for a Sunday brunch is just impossible not to raise an eyebrow. The main reason: Too skinny. I could even fit in my then 4-year old niece's t-shirt. It really gets annoying when everyone around me told me I was just skin and bones and therefore I should eat more. Hell yeah, I got Chapatti and Keema most of the time from one of my friends. I love chapatti and keema of course but I need more carbs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Men would stare at me in disbelief the moment I ordered another plate of rice for the second round. Who would have thought a skinny woman like me measuring at 1.63M and weighing at 40KG would eat a 2 persons' meal? I continued multi-dating for the next 4 years. Time flies fast that my weight fluctuated to 57KG. By that time, I was wearing clothes sized M. Unlike most women who get really upset when they were being told they're fat, I was really happy when someone commented I gained extra kilos! I get more dates and I really appreciate men who would take me out for dinner or supper! We've seen Victoria Beckham and Angelina Jolie on magazines becoming stick thin. Who cares? I'd rather flip pages of the mags looking at Crystal Renn, Kate Dillon, Beyonce Knowles and Tyra Banks. Hail to the Dangerous Curves! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Most men who have been surveyed on the streets prefer their women to be healthy and meaty. Some even commented that they wouldn't want to kiss a broomstick nor feel bones while humping. I'm not being a stereotype here, I'm just celebrating curvy bodies and I worship my tits and ass every morning I wake up and before I go to sleep. My arms may be small but my exes really appreciate my humps. So for my Gorgeous Darlings out there, stop fretting about your figure and thinking you're fat. If you thought that way, then you ARE fat! Enjoy your meal and live healthily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8503326298461414?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8503326298461414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8503326298461414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8503326298461414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8503326298461414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-you-thought-being-skinny-is.html' title='Dangerous Curves'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/Sv543lnwTPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-PJCJDz0l7k/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-1647120964626912169</id><published>2008-08-21T00:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T02:01:07.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelika Loves You!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I had the most wonderful holiday this year and I can't help it but to think it over and over again. First of all, it was set up by my bestie's husband. Secondly, I thought it'll be nice to to get over the hurdles I went thru. And thirdly, it was a holiday set up so I'll get to know my bestie's husband's fren. We enjoyed ourselves so much that we think it's just not enough. I got pissed drunk and my muscles are aching. I swam with the fishes n ate too much of seafood that my lunch was sambal squid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Why did I suggest myself a nice holiday? I just want to get away from all the stress I had months before. Not only that, I went thru a disastrous relationship with this guy and everything ended just like that. Well, I should be thankful cos that relationship wasn't going anywhere. It was hell of time wastage. I saved a lot of money cos I get to buy nice clothes and shoes. I get to spend on my make-up and beauty products. Not only that, I get to spend time with my friends and I go out on dates. I'm so much relaxed nowadays that even my mum has to feed me for dinner while I watch the telly. I'm not complaining bout the failed relationships that I've had nor am I dishing bout the boys I've been with. I'm just letting you know that it's not the end of the world when the man you really love dump you for another hot and attractive woman. Oh fuck the pain away. It's not going to help you by drinking away your sorrows. Yeah, we've heard about misery loves company. But company hates misery. Nobody wants to be surrounded by a negative energy unless you're a loser as well. So what if you've been in a relationship of ten years or your spouse-to-be calls off the wedding on that very same day? It hurts like hell, I know. I'm not trying to be some emotionless and cold creature, mind you. I've seen and heard worst cases. You might be thinking "This woman is talking shit. I wonder if she ever experience it" right now. Well guess what? I got my wedding called off 6 months before the big day, arseholes. That happened last year so I'm not going to talk about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What I'm trying to say is that being rejected by someone whom you really love and hope for is heartbreaking but it is not as bad as what other people experienced. Think about a scenario where a man goes out to work and he got into a freak accident and died on the spot. He left his wife and three kids aged 9, 6 and 2. Think about the impact the wife experience. I'm not going to mention because I want you to use your goddamn-ugly-yet-amazing organ up there. Do you know why you broke up? Because the relationship is broken, bozos. And please, there's no such thing as communication breakdown or whatsoever. Breakdowns happen in machines and vehicles only. He/she just refuse to continue the relationship and wants to break things up so it'll be easier for them. So fuck all those 'it's not you, it's me' conversations. The next time when he/she says that, tell him/her "Yes, it's you. That's why you're asking for a break-up". Then the line goes toot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After the break-up, hold your head up high and walk gracefully. Let me tell you this, Ladies. Everyone will look at you in a different way. You're strong and can't be knock down. You're supposed to be classy; not crazy, Gorgeous! Ok, so you've cried your eyes out and drank too much last night after he hung up on you. That's alright. You can cry till your head hurts. Don't worry about it because when you cry, you're using up a lot of energy and therefore, you'll be exhausted. Go to sleep. You just need to make yourself feel good and look at the mirror. I'm pretty sure you have great legs, shiny hair, toned arms and shoulders, luscious lips, sexy eyes and etc. Well, focus on the beauty that you have. Then focus on the strengths that you have. Then tell yourself people love you for your kindness, generosity, cheerfulness and all those good things about you. When you focus on your strengths, you'll just get better each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Don't believe me? Try focusing on the subjects you love instead of the one you don't like most. I bet you score higher than the other subjects. Its the same formula. I did that when I was in primary school. I hated maths but I focused more on English and science. I scored higher than maths of course. For the ladies, if you wanna feel and look at your best, wear nice clothes and put on your gorgeous shoes. Also, do not forget to put on make-up on your face. Accentuate your beauty inside and outside. As for me, I shop for nice clothes and shoes, have my hair done, go for my manicures and pedicures. Before I date anyone, I dated myself and I actually enjoys going out by myself alone. Whether to the movies, boutiques, library, drinking after working hours or even just walking aimlessly. Get to know yourself first and sooner or later, you'll fall in love with yourself. Then that's where the excitement begins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-1647120964626912169?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/1647120964626912169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=1647120964626912169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1647120964626912169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/1647120964626912169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-had-most-wonderful-holiday-this-year.html' title='Angelika Loves You!!!'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-8232753418236032909</id><published>2008-08-15T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T02:28:15.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Hour Party People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SKR2Y2nrOxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jbY3OrsGivE/s1600-h/13082008492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SKR2Y2nrOxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jbY3OrsGivE/s400/13082008492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234438836262222610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to appreciate Wan Holland for taking me out and hanging out with his mates. It was hell of a night cos the world is so small that my friends are also his friends. I finally got in contact with my ex colleague whom I've not met for 8 years. Woah... I finally get to keep in touch with my old friends again. Time passes by so quickly that some are married, engaged, had babies and divorced. People keep reminding me that I'm getting older. It doesn't apply to me. It doesn't even affect me. Why? Time is just an illusion and age is just a numeral. So what if I'm 30? I still feel like I'm 22. What matters most is the experiences I've had and the way I view things from my perspective. Ok, I'm running out of oxygen, sodium and glucose. I gotta get some rest to be active at my playground. This is so suicidal cos I've not been having sufficient sleep. Bang.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-8232753418236032909?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/8232753418236032909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=8232753418236032909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8232753418236032909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/8232753418236032909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2008/08/24-hour-party-people.html' title='24 Hour Party People'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SKR2Y2nrOxI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jbY3OrsGivE/s72-c/13082008492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-2305411025584154096</id><published>2008-08-13T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T02:31:33.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This One Goes Out To The One I Love</title><content type='html'>This one goes out to the one I love... &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My one and only best friend whom I trust despite knowing each other within a short time frame. We met in the classroom and found each other intimidating. But something tells us that we needed each other and we were meant to be together. You saw my tears and fears, the happiness and sadness I went through all this while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one goes out to the one I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deborah Jean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The long-lost high school friend who left Singapore for Australia. Sorry babe, I couldn't attend your wedding cos I was financially tight at that moment. Anyway, I really appreciate those inspirational thoughts and words of wisdom from you. Keep in touch, I'll see you in December with you and Tristen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This goes out to the one I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aminah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have never given up on me since Day 1 despite my my stubbornness and ruthless character in the past. I was young and naive. Sorry for leaving the house when you had to deal with breast cancer. Not my fault, W just won't let me stay with you. He kept me. I came home and I left you again. I thought F and I will be married by end of the year, but he just threw me in the towel. I came back and I left you again this year. I came home again this time and I won't leave you so soon. Maybe I'll spend some quality time and I'll stay home for the time being. I'll go when the time is right and you'll be happy for me, Ma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This goes out to the one I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ridwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The cool Dutch dude who kept me laughing and returned my call on the night I was in despair. Sorry mate, I didn't mean to keep myself away from you after all those months. I was madly in love. No, you're not a social helpline so don't get me wrong. After all, we used to kick ourselves high together with Amran. Really enjoyed that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This goes out to the one I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have to thank God that I finally had a place to play, interact and enjoy myself while working. No, I dun feel like as if I'm working. I'm playing. Thank you for your support, care and concern throughout my 2 years at Flair. I've never been pampered so much. I'm not writing this to ask for a pay increment, but I'm just expressing my gratitude to everything. Thanks for the shampoo, the lipgloss, lip balm, hair conditioner, tote bags and feminine wash. Oh, thanks for giving me time off for my appointments and the days when I wasn't feeling well. I really appreciate your words of kindness and those blunt jokes, I really like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This goes out to the one I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fahmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been more than a year after we separate from each other. You have helped me a lot throughout the days when I was in difficulties. I appreciate that very much. Despite all the fights we had, I still think you are the best and you never failed to care and love me that much. I would consider myself lucky because no woman would be loved that way. I still remember how I would mock at you for trying to change my ways. Well congrats, you successfully did it anyway. You had your last laugh. We took different routes in the end and I became a completely different person after that. If it is not because of you, I wouldn't have been what I am right now. I still miss you somehow. I wish you all the best in everything and may your dreams come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This goes out to the one I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We met through Myspace and we hung out at Bkt Panjang. It was the best time we had when we were on vacation in Thailand. We kicked ourselves so much that you forgot your souvenirs in the hotel. We stood by each other no matter what people told me about you. You made the decision to slide back and disappear from me. I respected that and I hope you are happy with whom you're with and what you have. Be happy and look forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This goes out to the one I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wiyne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You had so much hopes for me but I let you down a lot of times. It is very unfair to you because all you wanted from me was to love you sincerely like how much you love me. But you know the mess I went through and i wasn't ready to give in just like that. I hadn't fully recovered. I was still mourning for the loss of someone I deeply loved and kept everything in myself. Call me selfish if you want to, but I still hadn't get over the whole episode. You finally left me when you saw writings on the wall. We could never be together. I could never love you like how I love him. You'll finally be with someone whom you truly adore and who could love you like how much you love me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This goes out to the one I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone whom I've loved in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't say all of you are evil, though you've disappointed me so much. But we had so much fun and laughter during those days. You have failed me in many different ways and walk out from my life just like that. I've forgiven you and I've moved on from the past hurt and lies. Hatred no longer reside in me. I've learnt to let everything go and I wish you happiness and success. May you find peace for your tormented soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-2305411025584154096?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/2305411025584154096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=2305411025584154096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/2305411025584154096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/2305411025584154096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-one-goes-out-to-one-i-love.html' title='This One Goes Out To The One I Love'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1888396847080731324.post-915604708015756212</id><published>2008-08-12T03:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T03:31:41.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Lost Control.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SKCOiUoG3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V9imqzeK-wA/s1600-h/23052008415-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SKCOiUoG3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V9imqzeK-wA/s400/23052008415-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233339487308143826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta thank my doc for prescribing that psychiatric drug to me. Call it a Happy Pill or whatever you want, but it does help me a lot. Not only it relaxes my mood, but it really helps me keep my cool even when I'm in tense situation. I get totally agitated when I hear someone opening and closing the door. I get agitated each time I hear people talking loudly. I've always loved the cloudy skies and cool wind blowing on my face. But not this time. I get scared to my shits. I've always liked the big bright moon shining on the dark, cloudless sky. But not anymore. I've always dreamt of living in a house facing the sea. I wanted that in Adelaide. But I decided not to have it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fears that I hide all this while turned into anger that none of the people who are close to me knows about it. You may laugh at this moment, but there were times when I actually walked out of my house wearing my black nightie and bought a box of fag in the wee hours of morning and I couldn't even recall the next day. Thank god I didn't get into a car accident! What kind of illness am I suffering? You're guessing that I'm on drugs? High on stuffs? No. In fact, my family doc gave prescribed me sleeping pills and psychiatric drug to put me to sleep. I've not been sleeping for 8 hours for the past 1 year. I refused to sleep. The weird dreams, it just gets freaky and seemed so real night by night. I woke up one morning recently having hyper-ventilation twice. Yes, it's twice. Why am I having all these? I don't know. I've had post-traumatic disorder since 15 and its been like 9 years. I left it untreated thinking it won't stay long. But it got worse year after year. Hell breaks loose finally on June 2008. Let me get some sleep first and I'll tell you what happened all those years. Shit, the meds are working. Thank God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1888396847080731324-915604708015756212?l=riot-apple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/feeds/915604708015756212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1888396847080731324&amp;postID=915604708015756212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/915604708015756212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1888396847080731324/posts/default/915604708015756212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riot-apple.blogspot.com/2008/08/shes-lost-control.html' title='She&apos;s Lost Control.'/><author><name>Mia Sumiati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15669001589874329259</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/THYxYGXH1zI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2m7wYKsFtRk/S220/39944_1384584410336_1103766657_30907956_7859021_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S1TrdoDUqkU/SKCOiUoG3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/V9imqzeK-wA/s72-c/23052008415-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
