<?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-7992041976212032691</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:46:51.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey of a Butterfly</title><subtitle type='html'>"It's a fragile creature, but it has its own destiny..."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-5208289644106768505</id><published>2010-06-21T00:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T01:02:10.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/TB5G7eRjDtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/JW-l-hlc2rg/s1600/DSC00166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/TB5G7eRjDtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/JW-l-hlc2rg/s400/DSC00166.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Holding to the thoughts that one day you’ll be mine forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I keep this space in my heart only for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I believe that you are my destiny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I can’t imagine how my life would become,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Without you around.&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;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Holding to the thoughts that your heart belongs to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I am stronger everyday, to finish what I’ve started,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;To always love you and live with your love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I will wait for that day to come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Where we tie this sacred feelings under His bless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;May our love last until heaven.&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;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Holding to the thoughts that we were meant for each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;will never stop loving you… even someday I might get tired with the strain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I wont give up, as looking at you when you sleep so soundlessly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Has given me the most peaceful night after all my bad dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;You are a gift from God, how couldn’t I cherish you with all my heart?&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;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Holding to the thoughts that you are the only one that really makes me happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I have this faith on you, where I can’t have it on others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And what we have now might not be forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I will still remember the way you make me laugh and smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Are the best among the rest.&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;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Holding to the thoughts that I have you in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I can be myself as you are the one who really accept me the way I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;So I will do the same, not to compromise… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;It’s just the fact that there’s nothing about you that I want to change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Because you fit me perfectly, and I just feel so lost when you are too far from me.&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;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Holding to the thoughts that I missed you already,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Even though you are sitting right next to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I am hating myself when sometimes I think you might someday leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Because the fact is just that I cant hate you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;No matter what you do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And there’s another fact about me for you to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I coudnt be better without you…&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;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Holding to the thoughts that we will only have one chance…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;To have a person that we love to love us back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I choose to stick with this thoughts, until my last breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;No matter how painful my vein, to strive in this love…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;For you I will… dear FAZREN… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;LOVE YOU...&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/7992041976212032691-5208289644106768505?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/5208289644106768505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/5208289644106768505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2010/06/holding-to-this-thoughts.html' title='Episode 13'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/TB5G7eRjDtI/AAAAAAAAAcw/JW-l-hlc2rg/s72-c/DSC00166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-6688487021209726066</id><published>2010-04-20T19:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:37:29.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S82VY7BglPI/AAAAAAAAASw/H0y97jUVex4/s1600/smarty-pants.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="387" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S82VY7BglPI/AAAAAAAAASw/H0y97jUVex4/s400/smarty-pants.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;be smarties :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;TALK LESS, LISTEN MORE and THINK SMART are hard lessons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;it is an important education for life, and it is not as easy as its seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We tend to &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;talk a lot&lt;/span&gt;, we tend &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to listen less&lt;/span&gt; and we tend to &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;not to think smart&lt;/span&gt; at all because most of the thing that we are thinking about are mostly lead to entertainment. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We love entertainment... and entertainments are drugs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I think, most of us dont know what to do when it comes to this kind of things. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We can say anything but we always do nothing&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;If living is all about talking, life will be so much more easier&lt;/span&gt;. Nowadays, i've been thinking about this. For me, i don't really like to talk much unless i know what im talking about. Just sometimes to runaway from the word "nerdy".. i sometimes talk some nonsense just to have fun and all those nonsense has a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;secret message.&lt;/span&gt;.. the message &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;will be noticed by those who use their mind... to think about what's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;between the line&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Probably, this is the result of being the president of the peers society in my school when i was 17. Those days were all the most &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;precious moments in my life where i've got the "TALK LESS, LISTEN MORE and THINK SMART" education&lt;/span&gt;. I do agree... &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;it was a hard lesson&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not everyone will finally understand the meaning of it and how to do those 3 tasks at one time&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;It needs a lot of practice and years of learning from mistakes&lt;/span&gt;. Fall again and again before finally can do it accurately &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;98.9%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;... and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;yet, i still have the probability of doing mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;not easy to talk less&lt;/span&gt;... because i liked to talk. And it was&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; not easy to listen more&lt;/span&gt;... because most of the time i talked. And it was &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;not easy to think smart&lt;/span&gt; when i'm the only one who's talking... &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;that's the worst part&lt;/span&gt;... at the end, it &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;resulted to emotional destruction and fighting&lt;/span&gt; between me and my friends and people around us. &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Bad job, done perfectly&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;but to control everything in a proportionate stability is the hardest to achieve&lt;/span&gt;. And, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;the only key to achieve it is by learning from mistakes&lt;/span&gt;... of course it takes time... a lot of times... because &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to learn from mistakes, u must have to experience the mistakes first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;too&amp;nbsp;bad that &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;most of people are afraid to do mistakes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;once u take things negatively, the results&amp;nbsp;will be negative&lt;/span&gt;. i understand that we have to be cautious but in this world, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;there's always bad things and good things that will happen to us&lt;/span&gt;. if we already do our best not to do mistakes, but we still do it... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; we are&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;fated to make&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;mistake&lt;/span&gt; so we can &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;learn something from it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;so who says mistakes only cause trouble?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;it is not&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;if u are willing to learn something from it&lt;/span&gt;. and for sure... the lessons are the best. It is hard... but &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;it is worth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;there's good thing lies within the bad thing... u just need to open your eyes to it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;so... talk less, listen more and think smart...&lt;/span&gt; that's the best education and once u achived it... life feels easy. &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BE S.M.A.R.T.I.E.S :)&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/7992041976212032691-6688487021209726066?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/6688487021209726066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/6688487021209726066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2010/04/be-smarties-talk-less-listen-more-and.html' title='Episode 12'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S82VY7BglPI/AAAAAAAAASw/H0y97jUVex4/s72-c/smarty-pants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-4387335624469319656</id><published>2010-03-24T19:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:16:17.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S6n8sW7K6UI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JozQ6n8rIi4/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="327" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S6n8sW7K6UI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JozQ6n8rIi4/s400/4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Who I was... who am i now&lt;/span&gt;? I am different.&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Always.&lt;/span&gt; I am nothing like others and others are nothing like me. Its not that im trying to be proud of who i am. But it's the truth. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;No one can be the same as anyone&lt;/span&gt;, because, that's the&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; individuality&lt;/span&gt; of a person itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am not an &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;achiever, nor a fighter&lt;/span&gt;. That's who i was. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now, i'm a peace lover&lt;/span&gt;, cool and deeply a relax person. Something that happened to me, the &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;force and pressure that i've had felt... those are the things that changed me to be who i am now&lt;/span&gt;. It is weird. Ive never know that im gonna be this kind of person. And ive never think that im gonna like this new person of me. But hey...&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; people change&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When i think back&lt;/span&gt;, the only thing that's &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;originally and genuinely myself is the way i bring myself into people&lt;/span&gt;. It is by&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; loving them&lt;/span&gt;. My heart is so content that i &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;always expect the least and i give all i have to others. That's always who i am&lt;/span&gt;. From the beginning of my life... and&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; insyaAllah until i die&lt;/span&gt;. I have so much love to give... not just to human, but to animals... to the trees... and even to the non-living. I wish i can always love others without expecting them to love me back. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Because love in my eyes... it is nothing that i can have.. it is always what i can give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;True love...&lt;/span&gt; i followed Him, &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;the Almighty Allah&lt;/span&gt;... He loves His servant without expecting anything. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He gives everything to His servant, for their needs... And His generousity... I cant say anything but Alhamdulillah...&lt;/span&gt; He gives too many to us, until we get blinded by all the things that we have... and sometimes until we forgot to say thank you to Him.. but &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;that is who we are. Human that's always so forgetful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I hope...&lt;/span&gt; until the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;day that I die... I can always love people&lt;/span&gt;. No matter how hard it is, i am trying with all my guts to love people. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Because i only believe... only love can change people to be better. That's the sacred truth about love&lt;/span&gt;. If we understand what love really is... and use it for good. There will be no war, no harm, no sadness. &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And hatred, it's actually the result of lack of love... not the opposite of the love. &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/7992041976212032691-4387335624469319656?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/4387335624469319656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/4387335624469319656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2010/03/episode-11.html' title='Episode 11'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S6n8sW7K6UI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JozQ6n8rIi4/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-3160482864591130654</id><published>2010-02-06T17:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:06:36.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S6oADbbu1NI/AAAAAAAAAP4/C4wK1aQ-ndY/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S6oADbbu1NI/AAAAAAAAAP4/C4wK1aQ-ndY/s400/2.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Goodbye Architecture, Hello animation!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;One week&lt;/span&gt;, hey... im in the &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;new world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its all just so sudden.&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt; Im in a very different world now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Totally different than what i've through before. &lt;/span&gt;Hey... &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Seriously,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;this new experience are refreshing&lt;/span&gt;. Im feeling good, but anxious. &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Sometimes worried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; but i know everything will be just fine&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes i feel like shit sometimes i feel im doing good. And... now i feel like im in the&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt; right track, i just need some more confidence&lt;/span&gt;. Life can be so cool when we do what we want to do the most. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Life can be so different&lt;/span&gt; when we suddenly &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;make a new start&lt;/span&gt; where people are least expect it. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Life are full of suprises&lt;/span&gt; and its only waiting to be discovered. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;There are so many treasures&lt;/span&gt; around us, we just need to find it with our heart... and now &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;im doing good&lt;/span&gt; i hope &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;someday i'll doing great&lt;/span&gt;. Hey... the pieces of the puzzle are now making sense. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Bit by bit...&lt;/span&gt; now i can see the picture. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;But i still have to wait&lt;/span&gt;. Cuz there's still have more to create. And thank you to everyone who supports me now and then. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Please stay by my side. Together we will change the world. :)&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/7992041976212032691-3160482864591130654?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/3160482864591130654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/3160482864591130654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2010/02/episode-10.html' title='Episode 10'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S6oADbbu1NI/AAAAAAAAAP4/C4wK1aQ-ndY/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-2073903817880505870</id><published>2010-01-20T03:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:15:16.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S1YTT1o4zVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sGfF4JsRAT0/s1600-h/6WBPDMCA6C0PR0CA6A2AZLCAUWO4Y3CA52UMFBCAT5K0YUCAGJOO2GCAUTE10BCADVEJ3KCAACN3R2CAAOSENMCA0DVMUYCAVINSK8CADNRVJBCAELI0C5CAYZSNPMCA5W24FKCA6731IICA059SFB.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428547632378727762" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S1YTT1o4zVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sGfF4JsRAT0/s320/6WBPDMCA6C0PR0CA6A2AZLCAUWO4Y3CA52UMFBCAT5K0YUCAGJOO2GCAUTE10BCADVEJ3KCAACN3R2CAAOSENMCA0DVMUYCAVINSK8CADNRVJBCAELI0C5CAYZSNPMCA5W24FKCA6731IICA059SFB.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 315px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 291px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;No matter where the wind blows, it doesn't really matter to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I like this phrase so much. I've been thinking. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Life is full of surprises&lt;/span&gt;. We can't never predict what's waiting in front. We had a plan... but, &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;at the end of it, the result couldn't be like what we want it to be. &lt;/span&gt;Somehow, the best is not what we want. But, what we had through along the journey. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;What we've got, what we've gained, what we've learned... and what has changed inside us. &lt;/span&gt;That's what we call... &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;the experience. The best teacher in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We may have our family together with us. We may have friends alongside. We may have lover who will always give us strength. But, still... &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;at the end, when we die, we will face the death alone&lt;/span&gt;. And, if we &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;had good experiences&lt;/span&gt; in our life, &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;i believe&lt;/span&gt; there's &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;nothing to be regretted &lt;/span&gt;while we're dying. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Cuz, that experiences that we've collected are so precious to be remembered&lt;/span&gt;. If we living our life with &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;happi&lt;/span&gt;ness, we may &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;die happily&lt;/span&gt;, with a&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt; smile&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Who knows what could happen? Do what you do and keep on laughing, one thing is true, there's always a brand new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." I like this phrase to. I took it from Avril's song. It's really good. It makes me feel so &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;positive about life&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;And i hold onto it till now&lt;/span&gt;. That's how i through my days. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;I try to laugh&lt;/span&gt;, or even &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;find a reason to laugh&lt;/span&gt; for at least if i die that day... i did &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;have a good laughter&lt;/span&gt;. People wont see me dying in agony. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;That's not what i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;I go with the flow&lt;/span&gt;. I tend to &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;try my best&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;do my best&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;give my best&lt;/span&gt; in anything im doing. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Especially when i like that thing so much&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I'll never give up for a small reason&lt;/span&gt;. I will not give up until i have given all i have. By doing that, i leave no regret. For &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;doing things wholeheartedly... &lt;/span&gt;And i believe, &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;by doing that... i could at least leave a good and nice memory to the people around me.&lt;/span&gt; That is to my family, to my friends, and to the person i love. Even though i wasn't loved by him. But hey, like i said... i do my best, so i can leave without regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;I trust Allah&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;He is the only reason i'm still breathing until now&lt;/span&gt;. And, everything that He has given to me... &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I wish i could take a very good care of it before He take it back&lt;/span&gt; and give it to other people. And, that's the only way for me to &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;show my thanks to Him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; He always with me&lt;/span&gt;, in the time of happiness, sadness, hardness, and even sickness...&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt; He has never leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;. And that's why... &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;all i can do for Him is to be faithful and thankful. Till my last breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Love and friendship...&lt;/span&gt; i've experienced those. And i think, i've given my best for it. So... when it passed, i am not regretting anything. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;My memory&lt;/span&gt; about them, i&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;t always last inside my head, inside my heart&lt;/span&gt;. Some had leaving scars... &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;but most of it&lt;/span&gt;, are the pictures of &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;their happiness&lt;/span&gt;. My friends and my family's happiness. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;That's what make me through the day with ease...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;I really hope&lt;/span&gt; that i can through this journey &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;till the end&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;With my own reliable strong heart, and strength...&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;teach the people around me to live their life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;without a waste&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;That's what i really want to do, in my life&lt;/span&gt;. Before i really die. For real. :)&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/7992041976212032691-2073903817880505870?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/2073903817880505870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/2073903817880505870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2010/01/episode-9_20.html' title='Episode 9'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S1YTT1o4zVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sGfF4JsRAT0/s72-c/6WBPDMCA6C0PR0CA6A2AZLCAUWO4Y3CA52UMFBCAT5K0YUCAGJOO2GCAUTE10BCADVEJ3KCAACN3R2CAAOSENMCA0DVMUYCAVINSK8CADNRVJBCAELI0C5CAYZSNPMCA5W24FKCA6731IICA059SFB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-3328640520796546888</id><published>2009-09-19T07:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T07:59:49.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SrQbLVZs0HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/v36awgPn-D8/s1600-h/860771860_8e39a863fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382957336152035442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SrQbLVZs0HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/v36awgPn-D8/s320/860771860_8e39a863fe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Im a hunter, and i hunt&lt;/span&gt;. While hunting, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll focus, i'll observe, I'll think&lt;/span&gt;. The road is still far ahead. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The journey is on the run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When im walking with my friends&lt;/strong&gt; i realised that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im always in front and alone.&lt;/span&gt; When im looking back, all my friends has been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;far left behind&lt;/span&gt;. I thought i'm the one whose walking too fast. So i'll stop walking, let them passed me and i start walk again from behind. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But at the end&lt;/span&gt;, i will be at the front again.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Leaving&lt;/span&gt; all my friends behind like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I dont know why they're walking &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so slow&lt;/span&gt;. But they talked a lot about many things. The things that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i've always missed&lt;/span&gt;. Because im always at the front. But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt; sometimes, my friends will walk too fast and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant follow their speed&lt;/span&gt;. And i will be left behind. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alone&lt;/span&gt;. And that's who i am. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A loner&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Maybe i am &lt;strong&gt;that type of person.&lt;/strong&gt; The one whose always walking alone and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dont be bothered by people&lt;/span&gt;. I dont know how people looked at me. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;what they think of me&lt;/span&gt;. But seeing me walking alone has never catched their interest to ask me whether &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i need&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;companion&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;. To be true, I sometimes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;feel isolated&lt;/span&gt; when i walked alone. Because I want to talk with someone and I'm just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;too tired&lt;/span&gt; of being all alone. But sometimes, I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dont even bother&lt;/span&gt; because I can find a place to think back and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;reflect myself&lt;/span&gt; during the walk. And i don't really talk much when&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; im walking&lt;/span&gt;. I prefer to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;keep quiet and listen to what people say&lt;/span&gt;. I think &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; that's why they dont like to walk with me. And that't also why they dont care &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whether i have a companion or not&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It is irritating&lt;/span&gt; when i can't be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;normal &lt;/span&gt;like other people. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am odd and I am different.&lt;/span&gt; No matter &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how hard i try &lt;/span&gt;to be at the same level with them,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I just cant and I'll always be something that's so odd. But, to think back. Maybe i was born to be&lt;/span&gt; an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; person. And maybe i just have to be &lt;strong&gt;extraordinary&lt;/strong&gt; because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that's who i meant to be. &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/7992041976212032691-3328640520796546888?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/3328640520796546888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/3328640520796546888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2009/09/episode-8.html' title='Episode 8'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SrQbLVZs0HI/AAAAAAAAAHs/v36awgPn-D8/s72-c/860771860_8e39a863fe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-1148349812915091636</id><published>2009-09-19T06:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T07:05:31.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SrQQlortr0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/_oXdQ-5uHyI/s1600-h/04_Cubism.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382945693376556866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SrQQlortr0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/_oXdQ-5uHyI/s320/04_Cubism.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;A GREAT PAINTING SPEAKS FOR ITSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;agree...&lt;/span&gt; and that kind of thing is the thing that only a legend can do. I wish and I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; hope to be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;legend. &lt;/span&gt;But i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still on the beginning&lt;/span&gt; of my journey. In my architecture school, i always &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;try &lt;/span&gt;to find a way to be inside &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the anomalies&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt; i think &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if im being different, they will notice.&lt;/span&gt; But... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it's very hard&lt;/span&gt; because &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amazingly,&lt;/span&gt; all of us are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never be the same&lt;/span&gt;. All of us &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;are different&lt;/span&gt; and that &lt;strong&gt;makes none of us special&lt;/strong&gt;. No &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sparks,&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;x-factor&lt;/span&gt;. And that's why architecture has becoming one of the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;challenging &lt;/span&gt;business in my way of life. Especially when it comes to &lt;strong&gt;collegue and other stuff.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7992041976212032691-1148349812915091636?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/1148349812915091636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/1148349812915091636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2009/09/episode-7.html' title='episode 7'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SrQQlortr0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/_oXdQ-5uHyI/s72-c/04_Cubism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-4767928824639687743</id><published>2009-07-23T05:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T05:30:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SmeEkfb2xyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tRtBZka78IQ/s1600-h/antibiotics_and_alcohol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361399643856357154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SmeEkfb2xyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tRtBZka78IQ/s320/antibiotics_and_alcohol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;Hate antibiotics~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;haha... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;actually, it's not the antibiotics&lt;/span&gt; that i hate, it's just the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;punctuality &lt;/span&gt;that i have to follow according to the prescription which has been given by the doc. That's why my flu always come back. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Because i did not follow the rules&lt;/span&gt;. I eat antibiotics like.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'whatever&lt;/span&gt;'... haha. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't really care about the consequences of not following the punctuality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so carefree &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't care&lt;/span&gt; about anything especially &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;about my own health&lt;/span&gt;. It's just that i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;don't really want to be tied&lt;/span&gt; by the rules and i am &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trying hard&lt;/span&gt; to be quite a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dicipline person&lt;/span&gt;. If &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the prescription said eat the antibiotics 3 times a day each after eating meal&lt;/span&gt;, I will like eat it 3 times a day without even care whether i've eaten any meal or not. Sometimes, I will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eat the&lt;/span&gt; antibiotics &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;when i remember to eat it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;Haha... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;funny &lt;/span&gt;huh? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's just that i am that kind of person&lt;/span&gt;. There's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nothing i care about except being free and laidback all the time...&lt;/span&gt; well, maybe not all the time. Sometimes, i am just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so serious&lt;/span&gt; especially &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;during my work&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/7992041976212032691-4767928824639687743?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/4767928824639687743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/4767928824639687743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2009/07/episode-6.html' title='episode 6'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SmeEkfb2xyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tRtBZka78IQ/s72-c/antibiotics_and_alcohol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-3998722145263106731</id><published>2009-07-18T04:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:13:01.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Well, &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;i've through a week of&lt;/span&gt; 'architorture'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SmDh2KHVJUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HiEJf_XmlUQ/s1600-h/2856755884_689eac3a89.jpg" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359531877115176258" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SmDh2KHVJUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HiEJf_XmlUQ/s320/2856755884_689eac3a89.jpg" style="float: right; height: 364px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 245px;" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Honestly, it wasn't really torturing&lt;/span&gt;. It was &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; and i &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;enjoyed&lt;/span&gt; every single thing in &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;learning about architecture...&lt;/span&gt; like my lecturer MR. KMR said, "&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Architecture is the way of life..."&lt;/span&gt; And i am so &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;agree&lt;/span&gt; with that. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;What he means when he said that?&lt;/span&gt; As far as i understand, he tried to say that &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;architecture consists of communications and interactions&lt;/span&gt; between humans, living things, and the non living things. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Architecture is the world&lt;/span&gt;. It is its own world... It took every details on the surroundings just to &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;create a place for everyone&lt;/span&gt;. That's amazed me. And i'm proud to be part of it. Even though &lt;strong&gt;this is just the beginning&lt;/strong&gt; of my future... i will make sure i&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; will not give up&lt;/span&gt;. This is my dream. I'll try to make the people who loves me &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt; and i will be satisfied if &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;i can do that~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s : i've won 2nd place for the sketching competition. Tribute to that picture!~&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/7992041976212032691-3998722145263106731?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/3998722145263106731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/3998722145263106731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2009/07/episode-5.html' title='episode 5'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SmDh2KHVJUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HiEJf_XmlUQ/s72-c/2856755884_689eac3a89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-5863659477161158540</id><published>2009-07-12T18:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T06:45:01.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>episode 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/Slm5D4wxa6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/p209qB4ZqNw/s1600-h/ooooo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357516708161612706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/Slm5D4wxa6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/p209qB4ZqNw/s320/ooooo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;well... life sometimes feels like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pressure are all over you&lt;/span&gt;, and you just dont know what to do... life feels like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i do this and i do that. and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;suddenly the one that i think i have now has already left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what will you do if r in my place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life sometimes feels like hell&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when suddenly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;u r all alone&lt;/span&gt; and u have nowhere to go. u think what u r now will be forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but it is now has come to its end&lt;/span&gt;. life feels like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hell...&lt;/span&gt; what can you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i came acrossed the fire&lt;/span&gt;. but now i have to face &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;another danger&lt;/span&gt;. this danger cause everything and i have to face it all again and again. and i keep on thinking i can do this alone. and i am alone. and i am alone. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but i still have strength&lt;/span&gt;... eventhough &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;life feels like hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7992041976212032691-5863659477161158540?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/5863659477161158540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/5863659477161158540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2009/07/episode-3.html' title='episode 4'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/Slm5D4wxa6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/p209qB4ZqNw/s72-c/ooooo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-8448230832162525358</id><published>2009-06-08T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T06:44:32.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/Si0xsdYdBdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/rHR0NKuLdpo/s1600-h/faris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344982972629845458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/Si0xsdYdBdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/rHR0NKuLdpo/s320/faris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;now... IT'S about Lil bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;this guy... his name is Faris... a.k.a Mumu's bestfriend... also my lil bro. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I dont have much to say about him becuz i spent quite less time with him compared to Mumu. But... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i prefer to say that i always had so much fun when he's around&lt;/span&gt;. He is funny... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAMN FUNNY&lt;/span&gt;... and he will make &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;anyone around him happy&lt;/span&gt; because he is so easygoing and bring so much happiness with him. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is generous&lt;/span&gt;, and he loves his big bro so much... (MUMU)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;he treats me like a big sis&lt;/span&gt;... so i treat him like a lil bro. He sometimes acted like a kid.. I still remember how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;he sulked&lt;/span&gt; when i get mad with him. But still... he's a grown man. haha... He loves his girlfriend, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but he likes to not show it off. Still... all of us know about it! Love u big guy~ :P &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/7992041976212032691-8448230832162525358?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/8448230832162525358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/8448230832162525358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2009/06/episode-4.html' title='Episode 3'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/Si0xsdYdBdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/rHR0NKuLdpo/s72-c/faris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-4146464927996766101</id><published>2009-05-11T05:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:10:40.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SgdLi-025VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jGUShMHoinI/s1600-h/IMG_0315copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334315347995977042" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SgdLi-025VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jGUShMHoinI/s320/IMG_0315copy.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 410px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talk about &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;SWEET AND SOUR... SKIES AND EARTH... HOT AND COLD&lt;/span&gt;. Its a contrast... but it &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;compliments each other&lt;/span&gt;. Just how me and my dearest friend be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This person. His name is &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Mumu&lt;/span&gt;. I gave that name to him. I met him in the first semester of my foundation. He is also different than any other friend that i used to have. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;He tought me about fashion&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;The last thing that i will think about&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;FRANKLY SAID, I HAVE NEVER CARE ABOUT FASHION... AND IM SO NOT INTO FASHION!&lt;/span&gt; But this petite guy... with all his fashion statements and stuffs &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;bumped into my life and we became such a good friend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;I always don't want to know about fashion but he was so excited to teach me everything that he knows&lt;/span&gt;. I usually don't really listened to him but i tried my best to listen so he won't get offended. And he actually knew about what i'm doing when he talked about his favorite topic. But &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;he just dont give a damn&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Fashion is his life&lt;/span&gt;. And i realised that &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;he will be so happy &lt;/span&gt;if i tried to at least listen than not listening at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;I figured out&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;what he really need&lt;/span&gt;. He just need someone &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;to listen&lt;/span&gt;. He just need someone &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;to share&lt;/span&gt; his passion and someone &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;to understand&lt;/span&gt; him. Well... that's what i tried to do. But after time, he also who don't really like to talk about boys (because he is a boy and not a gay) have to listen to me when i talk about it. And &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;that's how we both becoming besties&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I realised that... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;talking with him is like taking a long trip on a train. The journey is far... but i have never been bored with the thing that we talked about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There's always new things to share. It is full with laughter and if the conversation started with tears, it will always end up with smiles and jokes. And also the laughters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;I'm happy to have a friend like him&lt;/span&gt;. Mumu... my all time favourite chat partner. I always search for him when i want to talk with someone. And &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;he always be there when i need him&lt;/span&gt;. Because of that... i also do the same for him. &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;I want to make him happy like he makes me happy&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you for being there my dear friend. :)&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/7992041976212032691-4146464927996766101?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/4146464927996766101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/4146464927996766101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2009/05/episode-3.html' title='Episode 2'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SgdLi-025VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/jGUShMHoinI/s72-c/IMG_0315copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7992041976212032691.post-4633591320583813696</id><published>2009-05-10T04:07:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T16:30:02.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episode 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SmGG--qPkPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_M-C9c_rAhg/s1600-h/IMG_0233lll.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359713448077791474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SmGG--qPkPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_M-C9c_rAhg/s320/IMG_0233lll.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I've finished my foundation&lt;/span&gt; and i'm waiting for my examination results. My mom keeps telling me to search for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scholarships.&lt;/span&gt; Well... i'm not from the wealthy family anyway. So... i followed what she said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I started to think about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;survival.&lt;/span&gt; Well... when i w&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/Sgc-Qend7qI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AilFB5jyH60/s1600-h/asasian16.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as a kid, i dont really have to think about that. Eventhough i did tried to survive, but it's only for the sake of learning on how to grow up to be a good person. And now, it still on the same purpose but, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;challenges will be much much bigger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And, for my own reminder...&lt;/span&gt; i'm just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a girl&lt;/span&gt;. And what can a girl &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do for her future&lt;/span&gt;? It's quite a big question that i keep on asking again and again to myself. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I sometimes doubt my own ability&lt;/span&gt; but to be real, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;who don't?&lt;/span&gt; Everyone have that doubts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I just love to live, but it doesn't mean i don't want to die.&lt;/span&gt; So, i was born as a fighter... was i? am i a girl who will &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fight &lt;/span&gt;for her right, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt; for the people that she loves, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fight &lt;/span&gt;for her passions, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to be the best of the best?&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes i think about that and i say to myself i will. But to be truth, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;saying you can is good, showing you can is better... and i will.&lt;/span&gt; I will show to myself that i can do it. &lt;strong&gt;i will push myself to the max&lt;/strong&gt;. That's just me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and... now, just wait and see. Will i be the best fighter? the answer will only be known after I die. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;after my death, my successes will tell the answer&lt;/span&gt;. i promise this to myself. Not to others. BUT ONLY TO MYSELF! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7992041976212032691-4633591320583813696?l=justadlyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/4633591320583813696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7992041976212032691/posts/default/4633591320583813696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justadlyna.blogspot.com/2009/05/episode-1.html' title='Episode 1'/><author><name>Panda Lemas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17825869411771419648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/S0c5uhWy55I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B3ChWKuDjzY/S220/image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x_fy2gwQp-c/SmGG--qPkPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_M-C9c_rAhg/s72-c/IMG_0233lll.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
