<?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-31458186</id><updated>2012-02-03T15:00:07.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nomad girl</title><subtitle type='html'>Participant in global, modern, nomadic work force..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1968836449534741303</id><published>2012-01-09T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T00:05:18.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner interview</title><content type='html'>Ceritanya tmn g "A" ngajakin dinner bareng tmn2nya dia yg lain yg g gak kenal. Nah, si organizer dinner, temennya "A" (si "B" yg g jg blm kenal) ngajakin kita2 yg ceweq pada ketemu an dulu dgn acara shopping bersama seminggu sblm dinner buat 'kenalan lebih baik'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G berasanya koq jadi kyk interview yach? Hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1968836449534741303?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1968836449534741303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1968836449534741303&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1968836449534741303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1968836449534741303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2012/01/dinner-interview.html' title='Dinner interview'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8548431914951258463</id><published>2012-01-05T12:43:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T20:01:41.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Trip part 2</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!!!! Hope this year will be a better one than the last for all of us; many blessings, and wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mareeee dilanjut lagi ceritanya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg bagian kerjaan gak usah diceritain lah ya...hahaha..seperti biasanya kerjaan, penuh lika liku...yg penting khan foto2nya ya gak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita hotelnya dulu dech ya,...hotel sih standard lah,lokasi lumayan di tengah2 dari lokasi2 projek yg mesti kita pergiin, masih termasuk baru, namanya &lt;a href="http://www.istahotels.com/hotels-bangalore.aspx"&gt;Ista&lt;/a&gt;. Hotel yg bagus di India rata-rata semalem 8,000 Rupee (INR) (1 SGD = 40 INR). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqFrYXQVl8s/TwUtWUbo0xI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/brv_jaxLb4Q/s1600/blr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqFrYXQVl8s/TwUtWUbo0xI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/brv_jaxLb4Q/s320/blr1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694007165344862994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foto dari kamar ke swimming pool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena jadwal padet banget dan mau kemana2 jauh+macet gitu kyk di jkt, jadinya lama di jalan, dan cuman sempet jalan2 sedikit pas hari terakhir. &lt;br /&gt;Yg namanya mall, ada sih di sana, cuman isinya bener2 gak menarik banget, sepanjang perjalanan ini sih gue gak liat tuh yg namanya merk2 dunia spt topsh*p/topm*n atau g*p; atau mungkin gue nya aja yg nggak ngeh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalanan shopping deket hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qIi6rlYOQ_s/TwbeN1HGOxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5DwJc0SmRE8/s1600/blr14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qIi6rlYOQ_s/TwbeN1HGOxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5DwJc0SmRE8/s320/blr14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694483108033084178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tukang Buah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qj3kdGCvaPc/TwU785uSUNI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Ajd_R2TOxUM/s1600/blr3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qj3kdGCvaPc/TwU785uSUNI/AAAAAAAAAXc/Ajd_R2TOxUM/s320/blr3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694023221353009362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNQPATzIjVs/TwU9wzshLTI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yyVbMJBrb3g/s1600/blr4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNQPATzIjVs/TwU9wzshLTI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yyVbMJBrb3g/s320/blr4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694025212599807282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan....bajaj ber-argo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE7bPYgvi8E/TwVDajKBdeI/AAAAAAAAAX8/K-j4j-ej4BQ/s1600/blr6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oE7bPYgvi8E/TwVDajKBdeI/AAAAAAAAAX8/K-j4j-ej4BQ/s320/blr6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694031427272799714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rD_D6IPA8n0/TwVDavrwahI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2lraFIKH7BM/s1600/blr5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rD_D6IPA8n0/TwVDavrwahI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2lraFIKH7BM/s320/blr5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694031430635514386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch kita sempet nyobain nasi briyani di hotel; yg hitam2 di popadum itu ternyata black pepper, trus di toast sebentar. Pas dimakan, wuih! langsung membangkitkan selera makan banget, enak!....gue sampe beli yg mentahnya buat goreng/toast sendiri di rumah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dOXIt6lqc0/TwVErJX4THI/AAAAAAAAAYY/2JYi5FAdsnM/s1600/blr7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dOXIt6lqc0/TwVErJX4THI/AAAAAAAAAYY/2JYi5FAdsnM/s320/blr7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694032811921001586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Kn8RIwrWEs/TwVEq_M9CsI/AAAAAAAAAYM/m63McDGl0d8/s1600/blr8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Kn8RIwrWEs/TwVEq_M9CsI/AAAAAAAAAYM/m63McDGl0d8/s320/blr8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694032809190820546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus pulang khan naek business lagi tuch;...&lt;br /&gt;Kabin yg di dekor; baru kali ini gue ngeliat kabin pesawat ada dekorasi, impresi kita khan pesawat itu mesti se-efisien mungkin, jadi gak ada yg cuman tujuan nya buat diliat doank,..bener gak? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFehQ8QTpe4/TwbdZ80IufI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ml3RTfbYHeY/s1600/blr9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFehQ8QTpe4/TwbdZ80IufI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ml3RTfbYHeY/s320/blr9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694482216747842034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kursi yg muat untuk gue duduk bersila tanpa berasa kesempitan! dan bisa sampe 180 derajat buat tidur...hihihih....sayang gak ada fungsi pijet juga ya...(mungkin ada di first class, hohohoo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQ7JgMSpSxY/TwbdZwjgKBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/wkqes4w1POs/s1600/blr10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQ7JgMSpSxY/TwbdZwjgKBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/wkqes4w1POs/s320/blr10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694482213456848914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak ada tuh yg namanya plastic cups/cutleries di business class&lt;br /&gt;5 course menu (appetizer, main, desert, fruits/cheese platter, coffee/tea) + champagne; yg kepoto cuman appetizer sama main aja (sambil nonton pelm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMjNinu8ETU/TwbdaFKlcKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/M7GW-y0zNfM/s1600/blr11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMjNinu8ETU/TwbdaFKlcKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/M7GW-y0zNfM/s320/blr11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694482218989482146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kVOQ7499z90/Twbdaq-0v5I/AAAAAAAAAZI/5ohp349AFqo/s1600/blr12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kVOQ7499z90/Twbdaq-0v5I/AAAAAAAAAZI/5ohp349AFqo/s320/blr12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694482229140701074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedanya business class ini memang, kompartment nya lebih banyak dan lebih lega pastinya, jadi kalo di economy class loe cuman punya satu kantung di kursi depan yg paling cuman muat di-isi-in 1 buku novel tipis, kalo di biz class, di bawah TV depan ada 2 laci yg bisa dikunci gitu (biar barangnya gak jatuh; bawahnya lagi ada tempat naro water bottle, trus di pinggir kursi ada tempat naro laptop dan charging; ada cubby hole kecil-kecil buat naro HP etc jadi memang lebih comfy. Dan untuk semua itu, beda harge tiketnya biasanya 3 kali lebih mahal dari economy. Kalo first class kyknya 10 kali lipat harga economy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu landed, gue keluar dari airport dan ngambil koper kurang dari 15 menit sajah, karena koper dilabel ini nich! hohohoho.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kcg22df5D1g/TwbdawsoQdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/wVrmgAw-oqY/s1600/blr13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kcg22df5D1g/TwbdawsoQdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/wVrmgAw-oqY/s320/blr13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694482230674997714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yak, begitulah pengalaman jadi orang sukses dan kaya sebentar..hihihihi...semoga ketularan terus untuk tahun-tahun kedepan...AMIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8548431914951258463?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8548431914951258463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8548431914951258463&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8548431914951258463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8548431914951258463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2012/01/business-trip-part-2.html' title='Business Trip part 2'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqFrYXQVl8s/TwUtWUbo0xI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/brv_jaxLb4Q/s72-c/blr1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-4289008194762116908</id><published>2011-12-23T21:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T22:57:13.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Trip #1</title><content type='html'>Judulnya sih keren yach, business trip, tapi pada kenyataan nya sich....jadi kuli...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kantor gue khan kantor design (gedung,rumah dll), nah ada beberapa projek di india yg kita tanganin; kebetulan gue terlibat dalam projek2 ini. Long story short, designer yg in-charge mesti ke sono buat set-up/styling interior nya untuk penempatan furniture dan aksesoris. Daaaannnnn....tugas gue adalah untuk ... bantuin si designer,....alias jadi "pembokat mahal"...untung gue dulu pernah part-time jadi housekeeping hotel, berguna nich....hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;kerjain nya gak sendirian sih, gue lebih ke ngawasin dan ngajarin staff si klien. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg seru sih bukan itu yah, tapi karena ini business trip pertama gue setelah kerja di kantor ini selama 5 thn! *excited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minggu sore udah janjian sama temen kantor untuk ketemuan dulu di kantor sblm ke airport karena banyak barang titipan si klien yg mesti kita bawa (sekalian jadi kurir on top of kuli, hahahaha) + gue sekalian bawa hamper christmas buat si klien. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe ke airport, kita langsung check in ke first class lounge! yup, first business trip and first naek business class! *double excited + norakdotcom*&lt;br /&gt;temen kantor gue ini ternyata member "solitaire" nya S***apore airlines. Kalo mau tau apa dan bagaimana nya jadi member, dilihat di website nya aja yach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewat immigrasi, beli coklat buat klien satu lagi, trus langsung naik ke silver kris lounge. Waaaahhhh...ternyata saudara-saudara, ada dunia lain selain kenyamanan airport ch@ngi. Masuk lounge, setting nya udah kayak hotel dah, ada bar, kamar mandi, ruang telpon,ruang makan,dll. Temen gue langsung milih2 ke buffet nya yg setara hotel bintang 5 gitu plus pesen champagne...&lt;br /&gt;Gue sih bukannya gak berani pesen nya ya (gratis koq); tapi gue sama alkohol bukan temen yg baik. Akhirnya kita dinner, nyantai2, trus ke toilet sebelum boarding. &lt;br /&gt;Di toiletnya ini, amenities nya mantabs banget dah. Ada shower (lengkap dengan handuk,toiletries (ferragamo bok!), sikat gigi,etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keluar dari lounge, udah tinggal 10 menit buat departure, ketemu sama airport staff yg naek mobil airport itu loh, dia nanya, mau ke Bangalore ya? kita bilang Iya, langsung disuruh naik; soalnya emang udah telat dan kita org terakhir! Langsung zip, nyampe depan gate, security check, boarding dech. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu duduk di pesawat, langsung ditawarin, mau minum orange juice, champagne atau fruit punch. 20 menit mengudara, dikasih sleeping kit (kaos kaki + penutup mata),TV nyala dan dinner service mulai deh. Sebagai anggota solitaire, temen gue ini selalu yg ditawarin duluan, pilihan dinner mau apa, minum, etc...Pas pergi ini jaim foto2,..heheh...ntar yach pas pulang nya, soalnya gue pulang sendiri, terpisah sama temen gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe airport Bangalore, gue udah mulai deg-degan,..karena titipan klien gue ini kotak gede 2 isinya artwork gitu, takutnya ditahan dan dicurigain macem2 atau seperti halnya di indo, dipersulit karena mau minta sogokan. &lt;br /&gt;tapi memang klien gue tuh lumayan org kaya di kota itu, jadinya staff nya udah nelpon gue duluan kalo ada masalah di imigrasi telpon dia aja, jadi dia bisa ngurusin. &lt;br /&gt;Sip, lewat tanpa masalah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keluar airport langsung menggigil! 18 derajat celcius!! astaga kita gak nyadar kalo ini winter dan bangalore bisa sampe sedingin itu. &lt;br /&gt;Ketemu sama supir dari hotel, naik mobil, menuju hotel. Sepanjang jalan, gue liat-liat eh, mirip yach sama jakarta, lebih berantakan dikit, tapi yach...gak beda jauh sih. (juga gak sempet foto2 karena udah jam 11 waktu setempat = jam 2 waktu singapore; lumayan ngantuk). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dari airport ke hotel kira2 2 jam, itu pun si supir udah ngebut, dan akhirnya gue menyadari semua orang emang pada ngebut dan dikit2 klakson-an; walaupun udah jam 11 mlm. &lt;br /&gt;Nyampe hotel, check in, cuci muka, gak pake mandi, langsung tidur.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-4289008194762116908?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4289008194762116908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=4289008194762116908&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/4289008194762116908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/4289008194762116908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/12/business-trip-1.html' title='Business Trip #1'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1100383567701491988</id><published>2011-12-12T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T15:34:05.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kondangan lagi...</title><content type='html'>hehehehe....like I mentioned in my last post,....weekend kemaren sempet pulang lagi buat kondangan, kali ini bukan 1, tapi 2...dan dua-duanya gue ikutan bertugas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: &gt;&gt;Pitshu, maap yach gak jadi kopdar,..soalnya di bawah ini nich ceritanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jumat;&lt;/span&gt; pesawat jam 9, padahal udah pasang weker jam 5, tapi entah knp tu weker kagak bunyi (atau gue aja yg gak denger); bangun tiba2 jam 7! begitu liat jam, langsung panik!, telpon taxi, untung datengnya cepet, gak pake mandi lagi dah, semalem udah mandi jam 1. &lt;br /&gt;Begitu mendarat, langsung diculik beserta koper oleh Groom E buat jemput Bride S lanjut ke bridal buat fitting baju bridesmaid...untung breakfast gue agak berat, karena thanks to hujan, jakarta macet!&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe di Bridal, fitting bentar, trus langsung dirombak bajunya, dan dibawa pulang. Itu udah jam 2 di mangga besar. Dari situ gue (temen gue yg nyetir tepatnye) mesti ngebut ke Kempinski, GI, buat jadi penerima tamu di resepsi H&amp;J! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg bikin kebat kebit, gue mestinya udah selesai make up+dress jam 4 sore, untuk resepsi jam 7. Dari mangga besar ke Kempinski 1 jam 1/2 bok!!! Muuaacceeettt + hujan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya, nyampe juga di Kempinski, langsung (sambil geret2 koper) make-up, ngonde, ganti baju, makan early dinner, foto2 sama Bride and Groom trus langsung turun ke Bali Room. Ada kejadian pula; ceritanya ada yg salah kondangan; mestinya mereka ke kondangan yg di ballroom, tapi ternyata udah masukin ang-pao, baru nyadar. Gue kabarin ke WO nya. Minta dibalikin langsung duitnya, tapi yah gimana orang dikunci tempat angpao nya. Ternyata aturan nya kalo kejadian kyk gini, si yg salah kondangan ninggalin nama/alamat/no telp dan entar tinggal dihubungi sama pihak keluarga pas keluarga udah ngitung ang-pao. Tapi si bapak/ibu ini ngotot bok! minta dikembaliin saat itu juga...ya gak bisa lah...bikin ribut gitu. Emang sih mereka bilang mereka khan mesti kondangan ke ballroom nya, dengan tu ang-pao, tapi yach masa org lagi sibuk entertaining, mesti ngikutin tuntutan org yg salah yak? ngerepotin bener. Akhirnya sih si WO nya yg menang sih. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udahan tugas, ganti baju, lap make-up dikit, langsung dijemput sama supir Bride S buat nginep ke rumahnya. Nyampe jam 1/2 12, udah teler banget dah, akhirnya bebersih muka dikit, langsung tidur,..mandi besok aja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sabtu&lt;/span&gt;; bangun jam 1/2 5 pagi, make-up artist nya udah dateng donk; buru-buru mandi, keramas, langsung di sasak lagi dah tu rambut. Selesai make-up dll, sambil breakfast, tau tau groom nya udah nyampe aja. Langsung grabak grubuk mulai deh the wedding day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa acaranya tepai di rumah bride, tepai ke rumah groom, trus foto2 di honeymoon suite (ciaahh...padahal sih cuman kamar si B&amp;G di rumah situ juga). trus lunch lanjut ke gereja, baru ke gedung resepsi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selesai acara jam 10-an gitu, gue udah tepar aja......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya minggu, diajak nyokap nengokin sepupu yg baru punya baby,....pake acara tersesat pula....hahaha..maklum kita org pusat/timur,....begitu ke utara langsung hilang arah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTW pulang, si cici telpon "loe jadi khan nginep hari ini?"; Eh? gue gak rencana sih, gue pikir nginep nya nanti aja pas natal. Soalnya rumahnya jauh bok,..gak di dlm jakarta "Yach, gue udah bilang anak2, dan mereka udah beresin kamar"....oh,..haha...ya udah lah,..nginep aja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi begitu nginep gue udah kayak di pedalaman, gak punya boil (gak bisa bawa juga kalo dkasih pinjem) jadi gak bisa ketemu2an....tadi nya mau janjian sama temen2 sma juga,...sekalian reuni-an anak paskib (iya, daku dulu anggota paskib!, makanya kadang2 suka keluar herculianti nya). Dan begitu gue keluar dari "pedalaman" ini, ke jakarta, you know gue bayar berapa buat taxi? hampir 200rb sajah!!! sekali duakali setahun sih masih ketelen yach, tapi kalo lebih dari itu sih kyknya gue mesti broadcast SOS minta dijemput..hahhahhaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yach,...selesai deh musim kawin mengawin untuk tahun ini, kita liat tahun depan bakal menambah atau malah gersang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO H&amp;J and S&amp;E! Wishing you a happy married life, filled with love and laughter!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1100383567701491988?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1100383567701491988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1100383567701491988&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1100383567701491988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1100383567701491988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/12/kondangan-lagi.html' title='kondangan lagi...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8640707051255874842</id><published>2011-11-14T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:50:02.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>Weekend ini acaranya kondangan di jkt, jadilah daku pulang jumat mlm. Trip kali ini juga buat fitting bridesmaid desember nanti. Uh hui, semangat! &lt;br /&gt;Kawinan nya lumayan POSH, secara sodara yg married ini dari keluarga berada, jadinya Wuah bgt. &lt;br /&gt;Biasa donk karena acara kawinan berkumpullah sodara2 yg cuman ketemuan pas ada wedding/funeral. &lt;br /&gt;Ada 1 uncle yg tau g masih single ngomong gini ke gue;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: kamu masih single? Gak mau pasang iklan aja di koran? &lt;br /&gt;Gue: *binggung* iklan apa ya ? &lt;br /&gt;U: iya iklan, Uncle denger berita banyak tuh cewe2 yg dari Cina pada pasang iklan di koran sinciapo nyari suami. Bilangnya "bersedia bekerja keras/ mencari lelaki yg baik, gak macem2 etc"&lt;br /&gt;G: hah?  Masa sih ada yg kyk gitu ? *masih mikir si uncle bercanda* &lt;br /&gt;U: iya! Kamu coba aja.&lt;br /&gt;G: ah, gak perlu sampe se-drastis itu kali. *nada g masih sopan and light* haha menurunkan harga pasaran bgt&lt;br /&gt;U: ya kamu udah sampe skg sih perlu obral sedikit lah *sambil ketawa tawa*&lt;br /&gt;G: hmmm....heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* g gak tau si uncle nih emang serius atau setengah bercanda tapi ini sih namanya udah bukan menyayat-nyayat lagi yak, udah diiris kecil2, dipukul pake hammer, dibakar sampe garing trus digerus jadi bubuk. G yg udah males kl pulang pas sincia masa sih skg gak bisa pulang kl ada kondangan juga? Kpn g bisa makan enak gratis coba....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8640707051255874842?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8640707051255874842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8640707051255874842&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8640707051255874842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8640707051255874842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/11/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8603201311297335530</id><published>2011-10-12T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T17:03:06.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>belated ....</title><content type='html'>Yak, bulan september kemarin diriku sempat ultah...hihihihi...tahun ini, bener-bener beda sama tahun lalu. Kalo tahun lalu heboh abis; tahun ini yg &lt;em&gt;calm&lt;/em&gt; dan &lt;em&gt;mature&lt;/em&gt; abis...hihihihi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari dimulai dengan bangun agak siang, karena minta cuti. Trus ke salon, potong rambut, dengan harapan buang yg jelek biar tumbuh yg baik *amin*. Kelar potong rambut diajakin temen nengokin temen SMP yg baru punya anak di Mount E. Kebetulan udah lama gak ketemu sama temen yg ini (sejak SMP tepatnya!), jadi lah kita chit-chat di kamar ditemenin sama si baby mungil yg ultah nya beda sehari sama gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Mt.E, kita ngupi di par*gon sambil nunggu hubby nya temen gue selesai kerja. Dari situ, kita dinner ke Ichib*n b*shi Great W*rld City. Wuaaahhhh,asiknya yg ultah yg ditraktir!..hihihihi...kenyyuuuaanngg abisss.....Selesai makan, kita lanjut ke... Bowling alley!! hahahahha....olahraga dikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata bowling-an tuh cape juga ye! gue ama temen-temen gue main 5 set, kira-kira 4 jam. Selesai main, tangan lemes dan lutut pegel! Tapi seru donk,kyknya puas aja kalo bisa meruntuhkan semua pin nya...&lt;br /&gt;kalo yg jago tuh total skor nya bisa sampe 200-an loh per 1 set. Skor tertinggi gue gak nyampe 100! hihihihih...... ada kena sih strike (jatuh semua gitu pin nya) sekali dua kali....tapi kalo yg jago khan bisa hampir tiap kali strike dan bisa loh ada yg meliuk/mengarahkan bowling ball nya itu ke pin yg tersisa....canggih banget dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe besoknya tangan gue masih lemes loh,...untung gak sibuk-sibuk banget, kalo gak megang pen aja gak bisa lama-lama..hahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8603201311297335530?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8603201311297335530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8603201311297335530&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8603201311297335530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8603201311297335530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/10/belated.html' title='belated ....'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-4472288493614438559</id><published>2011-08-19T11:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:28:35.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bla bla bla...</title><content type='html'>Isenk nich, kyknya blm pernah bikin posting-an campur aduk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iseng#1: kemaren2 sempet beli ini dari &lt;a href="http://www.bentoandco.com"&gt;Bento &amp; Co&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yuIYq5fKu8/Tk4po__YiUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/J7w1pocrkX0/s1600/IMG_0276%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yuIYq5fKu8/Tk4po__YiUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/J7w1pocrkX0/s320/IMG_0276%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642493167490599234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucu kah?&lt;br /&gt;yg jelas ini cuman buat anak umur 10 thn kebawah, karena seperti yg bisa dilihat di foto2 di bawah, cuman muat ayam 5 potong, nasinya musti gue pisah. Wah,..mana cukup buat gue yg masih dalam masa pertumbuhan....*xixixix...:P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ab3SVeaNvK0/Tk4q3J084EI/AAAAAAAAAWc/byYupf4seT8/s1600/IMG_0277%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ab3SVeaNvK0/Tk4q3J084EI/AAAAAAAAAWc/byYupf4seT8/s320/IMG_0277%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642494510160994370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-80bndCEh0UI/Tk4q2yM68RI/AAAAAAAAAWU/vauhbnFw6Bk/s1600/IMG_0274%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-80bndCEh0UI/Tk4q2yM68RI/AAAAAAAAAWU/vauhbnFw6Bk/s320/IMG_0274%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642494503819079954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiH-tsHXmBY/Tk4q2gkxSlI/AAAAAAAAAWM/SUEGLL3JOSA/s1600/IMG_0273%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiH-tsHXmBY/Tk4q2gkxSlI/AAAAAAAAAWM/SUEGLL3JOSA/s320/IMG_0273%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642494499087272530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iseng #2; trus sempet beli ini juga; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-R_EQygrq8/Tk4rfith1OI/AAAAAAAAAWk/IF7kh36Qmgc/s1600/IMG_0271%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g-R_EQygrq8/Tk4rfith1OI/AAAAAAAAAWk/IF7kh36Qmgc/s320/IMG_0271%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642495204035515618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah ini? Ini adalah earphone winder....luthu yach!! ada 5 warna, satu nya S$14.90. Gak gitu jelas ini dateng dari mana, tapi gue suspect sih dari korea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxnf33W3ptI/Tk4rgGQBYcI/AAAAAAAAAWs/wdkx9n6fc7A/s1600/IMG_0269%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxnf33W3ptI/Tk4rgGQBYcI/AAAAAAAAAWs/wdkx9n6fc7A/s320/IMG_0269%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642495213575430594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bW3Y1JhgmWM/Tk4rgC7Y4TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/XDceBwwniko/s1600/IMG_0270%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bW3Y1JhgmWM/Tk4rgC7Y4TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/XDceBwwniko/s320/IMG_0270%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642495212683583794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-4472288493614438559?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4472288493614438559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=4472288493614438559&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/4472288493614438559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/4472288493614438559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/bla-bla-bla.html' title='bla bla bla...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--yuIYq5fKu8/Tk4po__YiUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/J7w1pocrkX0/s72-c/IMG_0276%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1877752617525785847</id><published>2011-08-06T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T13:42:30.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenapa mau punya anak?</title><content type='html'>Ceritanya kemaren-kemaren lagi ada sesi "deep thoughts and discussion" (baca: sleepover for 3 career-independent-living-out-of-their-parent's house gals)...dan muncul lah topik "kenapa MAU punya anak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg bertanya itu miss S, yg selama seminggu terakhir, dia ngejagain ponakan nya sendiri (tanpa or-tu nya si ponakan), dan dia bilang kalo dia merasa dia gak bisa lengah sedikit pun, selama tu ponakan dalam tanggung jawab dia. Dari siapin breakfast, mikirin lunch, dinner, safety on the road, baju nya,etc etc. Gue rasa sih dia agak &lt;em&gt;shocked&lt;/em&gt; karena ponakan nya &lt;em&gt;almost caused an accident&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Which will make her responsible as the guardian. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss T: Human insting for procreation?&lt;br /&gt;Miss S: maksud gue alasan yg bukan scientific&lt;br /&gt;Miss G: meneruskan nama keluarga? &lt;br /&gt;Miss S: Gimana kalo punya anak ceweq doank? di keluarga Chinese, mana bisa nerusin nama keluarga kalo ceweq?&lt;br /&gt;Miss T: Supaya gak kesepian di hari tua dan ada yg jagain&lt;br /&gt;Miss S: Gue kenal sama satu nenek-nenek, yg punya anak cowoq 7 dan gak ada satu pun yg sekarang perhatian sama dia. Maksud gue, kalo itu tujuan nya loe punya anak, loe bakal kecewa.&lt;br /&gt;Miss T: Sebagai 'asuransi' hari tua (economy-wise)&lt;br /&gt;Miss S: Emang loe skg bisa menangung biaya hidup or-tu loe? dengan gaji loe? dan banyak juga contoh-contoh di mana anak-anak yg lebih gak sukses daripada ortu mereka dan malah harus dibantuin sama or-tu nya.&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai orang tua; loe seumur hidup bakal attached sama anak yg loe punya ini; ketika mereka teenager, ketika mereka punya anak sendiri, mereka bakal balik ke loe untuk minta tolong jagain anak nya, dll. &lt;em&gt;There is an invisible ties that bind you to that person as long as they live &lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diskusi nya akhirnya gak ada conclusion krn pada laper dan akhirnya nyari makan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut gue sih punya anak, partly, because as human we want and need to love and be loved. And who else will give you unconditional love more than your own child? With the added factors of economy, society, peer pressure, religion,etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1877752617525785847?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1877752617525785847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1877752617525785847&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1877752617525785847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1877752617525785847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/08/kenapa-mau-punya-anak.html' title='Kenapa mau punya anak?'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1673189888455290354</id><published>2011-07-08T16:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T19:18:05.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cross stich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yeVrvN062TY/ThbmkMwmZHI/AAAAAAAAAV0/AV_QTE6Uimc/s1600/xstich.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yeVrvN062TY/ThbmkMwmZHI/AAAAAAAAAV0/AV_QTE6Uimc/s320/xstich.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626938294020760690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish!!!!!bagus kah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after more than a year working on it on and off, akhirnya selesai juga.&lt;br /&gt;Ini setelah overdue 6 bulan! hahahahha...married nya mah bulan januari...jadinya baru sekarang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst..jangan bilang-bilang ke orang nya ya, kalo kenal,..soalnya belum gue jadiin bantal dan gue kasih ke mereka....hehehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1673189888455290354?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1673189888455290354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1673189888455290354&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1673189888455290354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1673189888455290354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/07/cross-stich.html' title='cross stich'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yeVrvN062TY/ThbmkMwmZHI/AAAAAAAAAV0/AV_QTE6Uimc/s72-c/xstich.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-154586190154468353</id><published>2011-06-15T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T14:33:06.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In pursuit of Happiness</title><content type='html'>Pernah nonton film berjudul itu? yg maen si Will Smith; berdasarkan kisah nyata seorang single dad yg jadi karyawan di US dan usaha dia untuk jadi orang yg sukses. Bagus banget dan sangat motivated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg pengen gue ceritain di sini, agak beda tapi mirip dalam &lt;em&gt;spirit&lt;/em&gt; nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temen-temen seumuran gue skg (dan gue juga) banyak yg masih single and unattached. Pas pulang kemaren, gue ketemuan sama salah satu temen gue yg masih single and unattached itu. Ternyata dia punya good news kalo dia udah "attached"! Wah! so happy for her! for anonymity, lets say she is "A".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulai lah "A" cerita-cerita ketemunya dimana, darimana, bibit, bebet, bobot nya dll(spt kt org jawa) sang pacar; dari situ mulailah terbuka satu per satu seberapa keras nya si "A" berusaha untuk dapetin pasangan hidup. Dia baru pernah pacaran sekali sebelum yg sekarang ini, dan itu pun mulai nya gak pas SMP atau SMA loh..jadi termasuk &lt;em&gt;late bloomer &lt;/em&gt; ya...&lt;br /&gt;Di usia kita saat ini yg late twenties (....fingers crossed..hahahaha); memang banyak pressure dari kiri kanan. Dari keluarga/masyarakat tentu masih ada stigma yg negatif apalagi kalo yg belum married adalah ceweq. Dari lingkungan sekitar, pasti ada donk ya berasa "ketinggalan" sedikit sama temen-temen yg udah married, terus punya anak 1, 2 atau bahkan 3! walaupun mereka pengertian, tapi tetep aja &lt;em&gt;its human nature not to be the odd one out&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada loh research yg membuktikan, kalo ada 9 org di sekitarnya yg bilang "iya", si no 10 pasti bakal bilang "iya" juga, walaupun dalam hati pendapat dia mungkin adalah "tidak". Anyway, back to topic.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita lagi, ternyata dia pake Rose Quartz crystals (sebagai accessories); karena Rose Quartz bisa membantu menenangkan dan membuka hati, &lt;em&gt;heal heartache&lt;/em&gt;, etc. Perawatannya crystal ini gampang gampang susah; gak boleh kepegang org lain, kalo kepegang mesti dicuci pake larutan garam,dll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu, dia juga pernah doa novena 3 kali Salam Maria gak cuman selama 9 hari, tapi 4 bulan! dan setiap jam 4 pagi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyokap nya juga pergi ke wihara di jakarta yg terkenal untuk masalah perjodohan, supaya membuka jalan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia juga membuka kesempatan bertemen sebanyak-banyak nya dengan rajin facebook-an; ikutan online dating agency dan ikutan multi level marketing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wuah, gue sampe speechless loh di ceritain gitu; gue tau si "A" memang berniat banget cari pasangan hidup, tapi gue gak nyangka sampe segitu jauh usaha nya dia! &lt;br /&gt;Gue beneran serasa "ditampar" karena kalo ada yg nanya gue udah punya co atau belum, gue selalu bilang "iya, lagi nyari" atau "iya nih, blm muncul" karena gue berpendapat, semua org pasti ada jodohnya, jadi gue nyari nya juga &lt;em&gt;alon alon kelakon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gile, kalo dibandingin sama si "A" usaha gue sih gak ada apa-apa nya!...memang sih tergantung sifat masing-masing, tp yg jelas gue salut banget ama temen gue dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga cerita di atas membantu buat temen-temen yg masih "mencari".....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-154586190154468353?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/154586190154468353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=154586190154468353&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/154586190154468353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/154586190154468353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-pursuit-of-happiness.html' title='In pursuit of Happiness'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-7268131528079194</id><published>2011-06-05T02:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T00:42:10.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>London part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini jadwalnya ke Oxford City. Naek kereta dari Paddington station kurang dari 2 jam. &lt;br /&gt;Nyampe di Oxford City, gue naek city tour bus nya dulu, jadi tau mau ke mana. And I love this city! So dignified, serene, clean with just a touch of that academic snob ( I mean that in a positive way), because getting accepted into one of the colleges is a big deal!  (I somehow picture this town as a 'he' due to the history). Org" kebanyakan bersepada-an di kota ini krn murah - (student gitu loh)..di train station aja, tempat parkir sepeda tuh lebih besar dan penuh dibandingin tempat parkir mobil/motor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxford ini sejarah nya memang dulu tempat sekolah nya aristokrat atau org kaya Inggris. Hampir semua politisi Inggris skg pun lulusan Oxford dan tujuan kedua adalah untuk networking (sama org" aristokrat dan anak-anak dari keluarga tajir tadi).&lt;br /&gt;Dulu padahal Oxford ini reputasi nya hancur minah loh! gue beli buku yg berjudul "Oxford Student Pranks; A history of mischief and mayhem" by Richard O.Smith. Di buku ini diceritain ulah-ulah Oxford student dari abad ke 13 sampe abad ke 21. Karena pelajar" kebanyakan org" kaya dan (waktu itu) hanya cowoq; Oxford student terkenal dengan mabuk"an; main ceweq; dan banyak bentrok dgn org" kota; Banyak berantem;sampe riot gitu (yg bunuh-bunuhan) dan kejadian" gara" student iseng. Kl ada yg tertarik, baca deh bukunya, lucu dengan typical "dry humour" nya org Inggris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena company tour-bus nya sama dengan yg di London, jadi gue tinggal naik bus, bayar sama si sopir, trus dikasih headset buat dengerin recorded commentary di bus dan boleh turun dan naik berulang kali selama 24 jam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada beberapa fakta yg menarik seperti:&lt;br /&gt;1. Main Entrance ke Christ Church College ada bell tower (namanya Tom Tower); yg setiap jam 9:05 mlm, berdentang 101 kali. Ini untuk memanggil student nya Christ Church yg waktu dulu berjumlah 101 org. dan kenapa jam 9:05? karena Oxford 5 menit setelah GMT (Greenwich Meridien Time); jadi kalo kamu telat masuk kuliah 5 menit, sbnrnya kamu gak telat!&lt;br /&gt;2. St.John College merupakan college paling tebal kantong nya karena punya properti/tanah yg paling luas di Oxford. &lt;br /&gt;3. Karena asal usul berdirinya colleges di Oxford kadang rancu, mereka demen banget bersaing untuk membuktikan kalo mereka termasuk salah satu (atau yg paling) tua di Oxford!&lt;br /&gt;4. Bodleian Library adalah library ke-2 terbesar di Inggris. Uniknya ttg library ini, gedung nya kelihatan dari luar gak gede-gede amat, tapi ternyata rak-rak bukunya tersimpan di basement yg lebarnya gak cuman segede gedung nya, tapi sampe di bawah jalanan juga! total panjang lemari bukunya ada sekitar lebih dari 250 km dan kalo mau minjem salah satu buku di Bodleian Library, mesti nunggu 2-3 hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ourYOxdQBw/TfTnU3UZ1CI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iLg_Ue2nc_4/s1600/oxford1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ourYOxdQBw/TfTnU3UZ1CI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iLg_Ue2nc_4/s320/oxford1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617368980870779938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turun dari bus, gue jalan ke Oxford Covered Market dulu, buat lunch. Abis itu, sambung jalan kaki ke &lt;a href="http://www.chch.ox.ac.uk/"&gt;Christ Church College&lt;/a&gt;; untuk....mengunjungi lokasi syuting "Harry Potter"!!! wahahahahaha....*tujuannya gak akademis banget yach* gak napa lah ya..org cuman sehari doank. &lt;br /&gt;Masuk ke collegenya, bayar GBP 6 (setara dgn S$13) dikasih brosur dan peta. Silahkan liat foto-foto nya di bawah ini; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7zk83W5Ji5s/TfTnVYDrrsI/AAAAAAAAAUU/2gJtwJrAItQ/s1600/oxford2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7zk83W5Ji5s/TfTnVYDrrsI/AAAAAAAAAUU/2gJtwJrAItQ/s320/oxford2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617368989659016898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-264SmR1eMD0/TfTnVxqrlNI/AAAAAAAAAUc/3dtgpgH19JI/s1600/oxford3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-264SmR1eMD0/TfTnVxqrlNI/AAAAAAAAAUc/3dtgpgH19JI/s320/oxford3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617368996533474514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall nya sampe skg masih dipake buat acara makan bersama para dosen, katanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ZkBi2LLu48/TfTnWXe0QeI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UMqxj-QYvb0/s1600/oxford4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ZkBi2LLu48/TfTnWXe0QeI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UMqxj-QYvb0/s320/oxford4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617369006684258786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa pendapat loe kalo kampus loe kyk gini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCOOHS48n00/TfToW27tLbI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gNzXF-TgBEg/s1600/Oxford5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tCOOHS48n00/TfToW27tLbI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gNzXF-TgBEg/s320/Oxford5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617370114638556594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah foto-foto di hall tempat syuting Har-Pot; gue masuk ke katedral nya...gak gede tapi keren banget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ymr6JQKuB38/TfToXEcVMRI/AAAAAAAAAU0/NWK_QkwUqaw/s1600/Oxford6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ymr6JQKuB38/TfToXEcVMRI/AAAAAAAAAU0/NWK_QkwUqaw/s320/Oxford6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617370118265057554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keluar dari Christ Church, udah lumayan sore, gue nyambung jalan-jalan di city centre and shopping" dikit sekalian beli tiket coach/bus dari Victoria station ke Gatwick airport buat the next day. (PS: foto di kanan bawah yg di balik pager, itu salah satu gedung St.John College...gile yach, sekolah di gedung ala mansion gitu..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3aSS6u3wM0/TfToXmdqFgI/AAAAAAAAAU8/hnusbcDPPmE/s1600/oxford7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m3aSS6u3wM0/TfToXmdqFgI/AAAAAAAAAU8/hnusbcDPPmE/s320/oxford7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617370127397426690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus balik ke train station untuk balik ke london. Note: Harga tiket untuk train pas peak hours (pagi jam org pergi ngantor dan sore jam pulang kantor) biasanya lebih mahal daripada yg off-peak hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo misalnya gue ada duit segudang (isinya $100-an semua; gue bakal beli deh property di Oxford. Cinta mati ama suasananya!....taman-taman nya!...gedung-gedung-nya..! *siigghhh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe London, masih lanjut lagi ke Greenwich, kali ini untuk ketemuan sama senior sma dulu yg udah jadi citizen UK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haduh, cepet banget ya, udah hari terakhir bok. &lt;br /&gt;Satu hal, yg gue pengen banget cobain tapi gak bisa, itu cycling di London. Sama seperti di Paris, ada sepeda" sewaan yg letaknya deketan sama tube stations; &lt;a href="http://www.tfl.gov.uk/roadusers/cycling/11598.aspx"&gt;bisa liat lengkapnya di sini&lt;/a&gt;. Kita bisa nyewa sepeda nya minimum 1/2 jam sampe beberapa hari. Rent sepeda ini praktis karena loe bisa ambil dan drop sepeda itu di mana aja, asal ada docking station nya yach; gak usah harus balikin ke tempat awal rent. Kalo di Paris, kita mesti naro deposit pake credit card minimal (kalo gak salah inget) Euro 300 - kalo bukan member. Makanya kita cuman bisa mupeng doank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di hari terakhir ini, gue pagi-pagi bangun untuk ngantri ke...Covent Garden!!! Yes, akhirnya sempet juga nonton ballet! di Royal Opera House. Hari ini hari pertama pertunjukan "Onegin". Kalo mau beli tiket yg standard, udah full semua, tapi di setiap pertunjukan, pasti mereka menyisakan beberapa tiket yg di pinggir-pinggir panggung untuk org-org yg &lt;em&gt;walk-in&lt;/em&gt;. Tapi ya syaratnya mesti ngantri pas box office nya buka jam 10. Gue kirain pas gue nyampe jam 9.30 udah pagi banget, tapi ternyata ada yg lebih kiasu lagi, dan mereka itu encim-encim dan encek-encek gitu! hehehe..yach maklum lah ya, mungkin mereka khan udah pensiunan, jadi pendapatan terbatas tapi still pasionate about seeing their idol dancers/performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7Tft7a4Mgs/TfTrOG62QOI/AAAAAAAAAVE/fNelzzFem_I/s1600/london6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7Tft7a4Mgs/TfTrOG62QOI/AAAAAAAAAVE/fNelzzFem_I/s320/london6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617373262845984994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah beli tiket, gue ketemuan sama temen gue buat muter-muter di covent garden, pas ada outdoor food bazaar gitu baru mulai, alhasil kita ngemil kiri kanan; sambil foto-foto. Pisah-an dari temen, gue jalan-jalan lagi (baca:shopping oleh-oleh). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 7 gue balik ke Covent Garden buat nonton "Onegin"...keeerreeennn sekaliii...tapi yach...kepala gue udah mau kram rasanya...karena tempat duduknya bener" di pinggir panggung, dan untuk nonton nya kepala gue mesti nengok 30 derajat! kalo gue duduknya agak miring menghadap ke panggung, kasian org samping kiri gue ke-alingan badan gue. &lt;br /&gt;Dan seat nya bener" kelas kambing (&lt;em&gt;albeit&lt;/em&gt; kelas kambing nya ROH); jadi kursi berbentuk &lt;em&gt;bench&lt;/em&gt; kursi panjang; gak &lt;em&gt;individual seats&lt;/em&gt;. Ada juga yg pake kursi tinggi (kayak di Bar) dan "standing spots" buat berdiri doank. Kursi" ini (yg dijual pas hari pertunjukan) biasanya lebih murah; dan didiskon 20-30%; apalagi yg standing spot itu lebih murah lagi, asal kuat aja ya berdiri selama 2 jam-an. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SQXiF2uyKF4/TfTrOVjeoNI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-OekT3thk5Y/s1600/london7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SQXiF2uyKF4/TfTrOVjeoNI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-OekT3thk5Y/s320/london7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617373266774499538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang lah dengan hati senang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya kita bangun pagi, naek bus ke Victoria station (gak mau naek tube lagi, karena susah sambil bawa koper); naek Coach/bus ke Gatwick airport, trus .... huuuaaaaaaaaaaaaa (emoticon nangis) our holiday is overrrrrrrr.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi gue menyadari betapa penting nya liburan panjang setahun sekali, kalo cuman libur long weekend, kagak berasa, karena travelling nya itu lumayan capek khan; jadi mendingan lama sekalian, lebih berasa "libur" dari kerjaan nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a next time (promise to myself).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-7268131528079194?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7268131528079194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=7268131528079194&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7268131528079194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7268131528079194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/london-part-2.html' title='London part 2'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ourYOxdQBw/TfTnU3UZ1CI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iLg_Ue2nc_4/s72-c/oxford1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8019153915228665474</id><published>2011-05-06T17:12:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T00:13:09.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>London part 1</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhh...back to London! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada beberapa alasan kenapa kita balik ke London; &lt;br /&gt;1. krn kota ini kota transit yg paling gampang dalam hal &lt;em&gt;connecting flights all over europe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Temen gue mau ngambil barang" yg dia gak bisa bawa pulang sebelumnya&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to play &lt;em&gt;tourist&lt;/em&gt;, karena dulu waktu kuliah gak sempet aje jjl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari France, kita nyampe ke London stanstead airport; di airport kita beli nomor hp pra-bayar dan beli tiket bus ke central london. Naik mini bus gitu selama 2 jam-an akhirnya nyampe lah kita di central london. &lt;br /&gt;Turun bus, kita beli kartu "Oyster" dulu, ini kayak Ez-link nya Singapore, buat naek tube/bus. (Errr,..tipe dan harganya bisa dilihat langsung &lt;a href="www.tfl.gov.uk/oyster"&gt;ke website nya &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langsung kita menuju ke &lt;a href="www.tunehotels.com"&gt;Tune hotel&lt;/a&gt;, pas kita pergi, tune hotel ini baru buka 2 bulan sebelumnya dan kita udah beli pas hari pertama mereka go online, karena MURAH! GBP 20/malam untuk berdua, harga ini sama kalo kita nginep di backpackers hostel yg satu kamar ber-12. Murah banget khan!!&lt;br /&gt;Fasilitas tambahan spt TV,Hairdryer,safe deposit box,dll kena charge lagi; bahkan kalo mau nambah bersihin kamar tiap hari di charge juga (standard mereka kamar dibersihin tiap 3 hari sekali). Tapi shower kenceng dan air panas unlimited. Tambahan" itu sih gak penting, bener gak? Siapa yg mau nonton tv di kamar hotel tiap hari? di London gitu loh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kita tambahan cuman 2: Hair dryer (GBP 1/selama kita nginep) dan internet connection (bayar per jam kayak di wartel gitu; pake computer mereka). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah check-in, kamarnya kecil mungil, di basement (alias gak ada jendela) dan -Word of Warning- soundproofing-nya parah !!!! hauahuahauhauhauhauhua...kalo berdiri di depan pintu org, kedengeran jelas conversation di dlm kmr. Dan karena kamarnya kecil mungil (sekali), foto2 yg gue ambil gak bisa 'menangkap' proporsinya itu kamar, pokoknya tu kamar cuman segede 4 langkah (ke toilet dan pintu) sisanya ketutup ranjang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe London, kita gak kemana" cuman ke Leicester Square (baca:leister square) buat beli tiket musical dan dinner. Temen gue mau nonton "The Woman in Black" sedangkan gue mau nonton "Le Miserable"; jadi kita beli tiket untuk hari yg sama tapi beda teater. Kl memang mau nonton musical di London, coba beli di &lt;a href="http://www.lsbo.co.uk/"&gt;sini &lt;/a&gt; karena mereka terkenal menjual tiket2 musical/performance dgn harga discount, jadi jatuhnya lebih murah. Mereka ada counter nya juga di Leicester Sq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari pertama kita jalan", foto" bernostalgia ria..(jiah..bahasanya)...trus turun ke Oxford St (shopping) dan Piccadilly Circus (people-watching) - maap, gak banyak foto karena sbnrnya sih cuman jalanan gede biasa dan pastinya ini salah" satu square/bunderan yg paling banyak difoto org. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kedua adalah minggu, dan kita berencana ke Gereja. Yg paling deket sama hotel adalah Westminster Abbey, info yg kita dapet misanya jam 11, tapi ternyata jam 10.30; untung kita nyampe jam 10:45 jadi nya masih bisa ikutan walau telat dikit. &lt;br /&gt;Wuah, tu gereja tua abis, dan yg bikin gue agak" merinding itu kebanyakan gereja" Europe naro batu nisan di lantai gereja.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why. Memang sih batu nisan org" terkenal (spt Newton, raja" Inggris dahulu kala, dkk) tapi tetep aja yach namanya batu nisan.....pertanyaan nya: apakah badannya juga dikubur di situ??? ada yg bisa menjawab?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J10DYi_95RY/TfTisVTgzPI/AAAAAAAAATU/UAHyEBVG-gY/s1600/london1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J10DYi_95RY/TfTisVTgzPI/AAAAAAAAATU/UAHyEBVG-gY/s320/london1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617363886498958578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari gereja, temen gue mau ketemuan sama temen" nya dia, dan gue jadi turis!! Beli tiket London Eye dulu, trus beli tiket bus muterin kota London yg berlaku selama 24 jam, jadi kalo beli tiket hari ini jam 8 pagi, tiketnya baru expired jam 8 pagi besok. Dan gue sekalian beli combo tiket river boat untuk sight-seeing from River Thames. &lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya kalo mau, banyak yg nawarin paket sightseeing London, yg online pun banyak, dan kalo beli jauh" hari biasanya diskonnya lebih banyak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kesampean juga naik bus muter" kota London; dulu waktu gue kuliah/kerja di sini, bener" gak sempet "kenalan" baik-baik sama this amazing city. London offers such variety for every type of visitors. From history, art,entertainment,culture,food,fashion,architecture, the city is so alive you could almost touch the pulse of it and you certainly can't cover all the city has to offer or do justice to them in 5 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIPS: Cuaca di London (UK in general) is fickle. Bisa hujan selama 5 menit, terang benderang selama 10 menit, diselingi hujan gerimis tiap 15 menit sekali. So Londoners sangat appreciate sunshine, karena 5 dari 7 hari dalam seminggu, langit London biasanya abu-abu tok. So, don;t forget to bring your &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;brolly&lt;/span&gt; (UK Slang for "umbrella").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8z2-aT1_6Ng/TfTishpDENI/AAAAAAAAATc/Z_Kty5O-tvc/s1600/london2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8z2-aT1_6Ng/TfTishpDENI/AAAAAAAAATc/Z_Kty5O-tvc/s320/london2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617363889810510034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di cuaca yg fickle ini lah gue naek bus turis yg atap terbuka, gue sampe buka/pake jaket hujan gue 3-4 kali selama 2 jam itu.&lt;br /&gt;Gak sempet foto-foto banyak, karena 1) hujan dan 2) susah dapet view yg bagus krn gue pendek jadi foto" gue pasti kehalang atap bus/yg lain). Selesai dari bus, udah sore dan gue buru-buru ke London Eye sebelum mereka tutup. Temen gue emang bilang, night/evening view dari London eye is more spectacular compared to the day view. Memang keren!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xU7OMVh_KYo/TfTitUnVmoI/AAAAAAAAATk/tHhOx1J89F0/s1600/london3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xU7OMVh_KYo/TfTitUnVmoI/AAAAAAAAATk/tHhOx1J89F0/s320/london3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617363903493544578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ExyuYyEYiOU/TfTkGo2JjqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/qd4vzhL_TS8/s1600/london4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ExyuYyEYiOU/TfTkGo2JjqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/qd4vzhL_TS8/s320/london4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617365437932736162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini g naek the River Thames cruise. Dari departing point di Embankment, boat nya bakal nelusuri river Thames menuju ke Greenwich. Gue gak terlalu gimana" banget sih sama river cruise ini, biasa-biasa aja menurut gue; ada komentator di boat nya yg nunjukin gedung-gedung di pinggir sungai dan sejarah/fact yg serius ataupun yg lucu.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uBc2CZ_Wiqc/TfTkHM1NiKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/aZgIGvmhUcM/s1600/london5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uBc2CZ_Wiqc/TfTkHM1NiKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/aZgIGvmhUcM/s320/london5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617365447592478882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe di Greenwich, gue jalan menuju &lt;a href="http://www.nmm.ac.uk/places/royal-observatory/"&gt;the Royal Observatory.&lt;/a&gt;. The Royal Observatory ini adalah pusat of the world time at longitude 0 degree. Dikelilingi taman yg asri dan luas banget. Setelah muter-muter museum nya, foto" di the Meridien Line, gue lanjut ke planetarium, yg terletak di gedung sebelah. Bukan untuk planet/star viewing sih, tapi liat-liat aja sekalian lunch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BJjM9VPPINA/TfTkF-00OgI/AAAAAAAAATs/41W_hQdnzqg/s1600/greenwich1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BJjM9VPPINA/TfTkF-00OgI/AAAAAAAAATs/41W_hQdnzqg/s320/greenwich1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617365426652854786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lF2FJrEgYXY/TfTkGa8bfLI/AAAAAAAAAT0/BXSAtdYU3js/s1600/greenwich2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lF2FJrEgYXY/TfTkGa8bfLI/AAAAAAAAAT0/BXSAtdYU3js/s320/greenwich2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617365434200980658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena gue berencana untuk nyari kado ultah sekaligus oleh-oleh buat temen, gue balik ke Oxford St, naik the Thames Skipper. Thames Skipper ini river bus yg menghubungkan beberapa point sepanjang river Thames krn jalanan London mmg ala 17th Century, sempit-sempit dan always macet. Cool yach!!! Abis belanja, gue buru-buru menuju ke Queen's theatre buat nonton Le Miserable. Which was SUPERB!!!...keerreennn sekaliiiiii.....Gue emang udah demen sama lagu-lagu nya, tapi nonton LIVE memang beda loh! Yg bikin gue jatuh cinta sama musical pertama kali waktu nonton Phantom of the Opera; sumpe' gue sampe nangis nonton nya...*lebay*....satu lagi yg pernah gue tonton adalah Blood Brothers, ini juga bagus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8019153915228665474?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8019153915228665474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8019153915228665474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8019153915228665474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8019153915228665474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/05/london-part-1.html' title='London part 1'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J10DYi_95RY/TfTisVTgzPI/AAAAAAAAATU/UAHyEBVG-gY/s72-c/london1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5905198640193973418</id><published>2011-04-21T14:34:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T00:08:51.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lourdes</title><content type='html'>Aduh,..maap banget ya buat yg ngikutin blog ini, update nya lama tenan *ketauan banget malasnya :P* Ini report jalan2 Europe nya jadi kayak marathon,....&lt;br /&gt;Gak napa dech ya, sekalian info buat yg mau ke Lourdes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lanjut, dari Paris, kita naik kereta ke Lourdes. Karena kereta malam yg tadinya kita mau naik itu ikutan mogok kerja, jadinya kita naik kereta lain hari berikutnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Gare d'Austerlitz, pagi-pagi buta jam 5, kita naek bus ke Gare Montparnasse; karena ceritanya kereta nya jam 6. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi ternyata tunggu punya tunggu, kereta yg jalan jam 6, gak ke Toulousse (tujuan kita), dan customer service counter nya belum buka. Nanya penumpang2 lain, pada gak bisa Inggris atau sama" diverted passager kyk kita juga, dan papan pengumuman semua dlm bahasa perancis.......:/&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kita nunggu-in customer service counter nya buka, sambil breakfast. Typical Parisian breakfast adalah&lt;em&gt; Pain au chocolate &lt;/em&gt;(coklat kroisant) dan coffee. &lt;br /&gt;Bahkan ada jumbo &lt;em&gt;Pain au chocolate&lt;/em&gt;; yg ukuran nya 2 kali lipat kroisant biasa!..wohoooo...emang kesukaan gue nich!...dan nemu cafe yg pastry dan sandwich nya enak2..namanya 'Paul'. Ternyata 'Paul' ini sama ama cafe yg pernah gue pergiin di London dulu, karena mmg tampang pastry nya menggiurkan semua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya setelah customer service nya buka, kita tanya2 dan naik train yg menuju ke Toulousse. Naik train sekitar 4 jam, nyampe di Toulousse jam 1-an dan nanya customer service lagi untuk train yg nyambung ke Lourdes. Tapi karena ternyata the next train is on 4pm, kita akhirnya memutuskan untuk naek bus. 1 jam ++ kemudian, nyampe lah kita di Lourdes. Fuih, badan gue rasanya udah remuk bin asem (gara2 semalem khan mandi ala koboi di train station dan pagi gak mandi). &lt;br /&gt;Kita check-in ke hotel yg udah booking sebelumnya, Le Roch, lumayan nich,..bintang 3 dan bersih. Semalem kalo gak salah euro 50/room; dibagi ber-2; dapet breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIPS: kalo nyari hotel, salah satu pertanyaan penting adalah apakah itu hotel punya lift, kebanyakan hotel-hotel di Lourdes ada lift karena pengunjung nya kebanyakan udah &lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt; 40.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, selama di France, breakfast standard kopi/teh + croissant with butter and jam. Di Paris, masih dapet cereal and fruit juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai naro koper dan refreshing, kita nyari tourist centre nya Lourdes untuk ngambil peta dll. Trus mulai deh foto". Karena lagi low-season, jadi kotanya gak rame sama sekali, udaranya masih seger pegunungan gitu dan bersih. Trus kita sempet ngeliat 'light and sound diorama' Santa Bernadette; gue tadinya kirain apaan, ternyata itu kayak narasi ala museum gitu loh. Jadi kita duduk menghadap panggung, trus di panggung nya itu dibagi beberapa bagian yg ada patung2. Selama narasinya berlangsung, lampu-lampu tertentu nyala menerangi bagian yg menggambarkan secara visual narasinya itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis dari diorama, kita nelusuri tempat" bersejarah yg bersangkutan dgn Santa Bernadette; rumah keluarga nya, rumah sakit tempat dia bekerja, dll. Dari situ, baru kita jalan menuju Gua Lourdes. &lt;br /&gt;Terus terang, gue ke Lourdes cuman mau nemenin temen gue; karena dia mau ziarah dan ngambil air suci; gue sih malah takut pas nyampe Lourdes, ternyata disamber gledek atau apa gitu (saking berdosanya gue); bahkan gue sempet berdoa ya kalo memang dikasih kita bisa pergi, tapi kalo gak ya gue terima juga (pas visa perancis susah keluar). Ternyata memang Bunda Maria mengundang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKMFHUDsbLE/TepVvpAXRgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TeG5GZXZweg/s1600/lourdes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKMFHUDsbLE/TepVvpAXRgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TeG5GZXZweg/s320/lourdes1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614394162420336130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gua Lourdes itu ternyata satu kompleks yg lumayan gede, ada beberapa Chappel, tempat tinggal org" sakit yg ziarah dan gedung administrasinya. Kalo mau tau, ke &lt;a href="http://lourdes-france.org"&gt;website nya aja yach. &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kita ngambil air suci dulu (emang udah siap2 bawa botol air minum) dan langsung minum di tempat...ada juga loh orang" yg cuci muka dll di sana (tapi gak mandi kali yah), sebelum mulai berdoa. Kita isi lagi buat nanti di hotel. Kesimpulan nya, selama kita di Lourdes, kita minumnya air suci doank,..hihihihi....siapa tau jadi lebih 'bersih' (Amin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah puas minum, kita ikutan acara lilin. Jadi, org" pada berkumpul di outdoor plaza nya, masing2 bawa lilin, trus dinyalain sambil berdoa. Rame banget loh yg ikutan, satu halaman luas itu penuh orang, dan banyak banget yg di kursi roda (mereka nginep di gedung yg tersedia khusus buat &lt;em&gt;pilgrims&lt;/em&gt; yg mau memohon kesembuhan) Yg mimpin doa juga rame, ada beberapa group dan dalam beberapa bahasa; bahkan ada bahasa indo loh! Jadi satu doa dibaca 6-7 kali dengan bahasa yg berbeda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang langsung tepar sampe pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis breakfast, kita rencana nya ikut acara lagi di Gua Lourdes, tapi ternyata nyangkut dari satu toko ke toko lain nyari oleh-oleh! *dasar emang ceweq* Habis lah 1/2 hari. Kompleks suci Lourdes itu mmg dikelilingi sama toko" yg jual barang" religius.&lt;br /&gt;Trus abis lunch, kita ke Pic Du Jer (baca: Pik De Jur). Dari town centre naik bus lokal (cuman kita bertiga sama sopir bus); nyampe di entrance nya, kita beli tiket trus buru2 naik kereta nya. Kereta nya setiap 30 menit dan kemiringan nya 56 derajat bok! Tapi pemandangan dari atas kereennnn baannggettt.&lt;br /&gt;Word of Warning: No mineral water is available at the top. Do bring your own bottle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coba diliat di foto" di bawah ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dacSYMQKrrk/TepVwNjv2UI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6owOCRRiZNU/s1600/lourdes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dacSYMQKrrk/TepVwNjv2UI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6owOCRRiZNU/s320/lourdes2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614394172232423746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe di atas, ada hiking trail memutari puncak bukit nya, tapi kita gak menjelajah jauh2 soalnya takut ketinggalan kereta yg balik turun. &lt;br /&gt;Gue turun/naik gak berani liat ke arah bawah rel, takut vertigo!&lt;br /&gt;Balik naik bus ke city centre trus kita ke train station dulu untuk beli tiket kereta buat besok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut ke Lourdes, untuk ikut misa atau group doa kalo ada yg dlm bhs Inggris/Indo. Tapi karena gak ketemu, akhirnya kita cuman pasang lilin, isi air lagi, ikutan antrian untuk menyentuh goa nya, trus foto2 deh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nhwTa3mRadI/TepVwdYW6VI/AAAAAAAAATE/U1-QUiVsi98/s1600/lourdes3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nhwTa3mRadI/TepVwdYW6VI/AAAAAAAAATE/U1-QUiVsi98/s320/lourdes3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614394176479619410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2CDItfPUXtQ/TepVwmjOzKI/AAAAAAAAATM/BvVoCwjAzAk/s1600/lourdes4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2CDItfPUXtQ/TepVwmjOzKI/AAAAAAAAATM/BvVoCwjAzAk/s320/lourdes4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614394178941144226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena bsk kereta kita jam 6 pagi, kita balik ke hotel buat istirahat pagian,...sambil jalan balik,....kita belanja lagi,...hahahahahhaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam 5 pagi kita bangun, beres-beres, trus geret koper ke train station. Kita menuju ke train station "Pau". Ini kota terdekat dari Lourdes yg sedikit lebih gede dan ada airport nya. Nyampe di train station Pau, khan masih pagi-pagi buta tuh, kita udah mulai panik,karena dari situ, kita masih harus naik bus/taxi ke airport nya, tapi bus nya dateng 1/2 jam sekali dan gak ada taxi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, ada 1 couple yg lagi mau naik taxi (satu-satunya) dan mereka mau ke airport Pau juga,...dan kita boleh &lt;em&gt;share the cab with them&lt;/em&gt;!!!....lega nya..&lt;br /&gt;karena emang kita udah beli tiket pesawat dari pau ke london. &lt;br /&gt;akhirnya setelah 20-30 menit, nyampe lah kita di Pau airport dan langsung buru" check in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye France......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5905198640193973418?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5905198640193973418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5905198640193973418&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5905198640193973418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5905198640193973418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/04/lourdes.html' title='Lourdes'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKMFHUDsbLE/TepVvpAXRgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TeG5GZXZweg/s72-c/lourdes1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8761121426983019569</id><published>2011-03-10T18:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T22:12:55.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUBLE!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I mean Michael Buble.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap,...he came to Singapore for a 1 night only concert! kebetulan temen kantor gue die-hard fan of Michael Buble, jadi hari pertama tiket nya dijual, kita langsung beli! dan gak tanggung-tanggung, yg VIP! tadinya malah temen gue mau-nya yg section pas depan panggung, tapi apa boleh buat, udah abis! &lt;br /&gt;gile yach,..itu hari pertama loh! dan habisnya bukan cuman 1 atau 2 baris, tapi seluruh section itu udah abis,ada kali 50 baris ...tinggal yg VIP wing section, alias sebelah kiri kanan panggung. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu belinya kapan? November! konsernya kapan? Maret! hahahahahahaha.....niat banget ya kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya hari yg ditunggu-tunggu dateng juga. Show starts at 8pm, kita cabut dari kantor exactly at 6pm. Ke mall sebelah Singapore Indoor Stadium dinner dulu, trus baru masuk ke stadium nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas di entrance, temen gue yg kebetulan bareng suami dan anak nya sempet hampir gak dikasih masuk, karena mestinya anak umur 6 thn gak boleh masuk (krn &lt;em&gt;loud music could be harmful to kids below 6&lt;/em&gt;), temen gue salah ngerti, dia kirain anak umur 6 thn gratis. Tapi akhirnya dikasih juga, dengan perjanjian &lt;em&gt;"enter at your own risk". &lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPDPTW1CJYo/TXjVjTGFNpI/AAAAAAAAARo/iFv5uWEh_7s/s1600/Buble-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPDPTW1CJYo/TXjVjTGFNpI/AAAAAAAAARo/iFv5uWEh_7s/s320/Buble-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582446540523648658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4Oy7LU3Itc/TXjVjswQpbI/AAAAAAAAARw/EVrKyMPeEW0/s1600/Buble-1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4Oy7LU3Itc/TXjVjswQpbI/AAAAAAAAARw/EVrKyMPeEW0/s320/Buble-1a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582446547411445170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seat&lt;/em&gt; kita lumayan deket sama panggungnya, sekitar 10m-an. Pas kita jalan masuk udah kedengeran tuh, org-org pada ngomong Indo semua,..temen gue bilang, ini kyknya 60% org Indo semua! hahahahaha......yup, serasa di Indoor Senayan! lengkap dengan beberapa gerombolan ibu-ibu yg sasakan nya mumbung dan keras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah molor sekitar 15-20 menit, mulai lah lampu digelapin, trus dimulai dengan opening song "Cry me a River" aransemen-nya si Buble. Langsung pada mulai histeris, terdengar teriakan2 dari sana sini (termasuk dari tempat duduk kita,..hihihi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai nyanyi, dia break to say "hi", sambil ngumumin kalo dia udah engaged and soon to be married (aawwww.....) trus bilang kalo fiance nya ini org Argentina, dan di Argentina, kalo engagement, yg cowoq juga pake cincin (dia udah pake cincin di jari manis nya). "She is lying offcourse" kata dia (bercanda),..."but I wear this, because I'm in love".....Trus joke-joke dikit ttg si Tiger Woods yg cheat his wife, "My fiance said, if you cheat, *pake aksen* I will cut your ... " *sambil &lt;em&gt;gesture&lt;/em&gt; ke private area nya* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ3NLrT6CI4/TXjVj4WmImI/AAAAAAAAAR4/JXn696k-YaU/s1600/buble-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ3NLrT6CI4/TXjVj4WmImI/AAAAAAAAAR4/JXn696k-YaU/s320/buble-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582446550525026914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan bilang kalo ini adalah pesta, jadi silahkan enjoy, nyanyi bareng kalo tau, mau dansa silahkan...dia nyanyi 2 lagu lagi (maap, urutan lagunya lupa),trus dia break untuk ngenalin anggota band nya....&lt;br /&gt;Nah pas dia ngenalin anggota band nya ini yg lucu, kocak abis....satu-satu diperkenalkan dengan embel-embel,..misalnya "yg satu ini dangerous banget sama ceweq2, gak ada yg gak pernah di-date sama dia" atau "kalo dia ini, punya baby banyak banget (trus di background layar nya keluar montage foto2 baby 100-an)" tapi yg paling lucu dia ngenalin salah satu pemain saxophone nya yg org singapore "born and bred in Singapore, pls welcome!"....udah pada tepok tangan (dan si pemain saxophone nya juga berdiri,membungkuk,dll)...trus si Buble bilang,.."actually, I lied,...he is from Texas!" hahahahahahahahhahahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qjd5b9XrYjY/TXjVkg86wxI/AAAAAAAAASI/sCFaqq_9tAw/s1600/Buble-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qjd5b9XrYjY/TXjVkg86wxI/AAAAAAAAASI/sCFaqq_9tAw/s320/Buble-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582446561423180562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf7Jytqk8Is/TXjVkeQfNBI/AAAAAAAAASA/kwFxRJEqBKI/s1600/buble-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf7Jytqk8Is/TXjVkeQfNBI/AAAAAAAAASA/kwFxRJEqBKI/s320/buble-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582446560699954194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena si Buble yg easy going, charming, funny, goofy jadi suasana nya enak banget, FUN! serasa bener2 pesta sama temen yg udah kenal lama banget,...beda nya temen yg ini keren, beken, pinter nyanyi,Co-Gan abis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di antara setiap 2 atau 3 lagu, dia pasti break, sambil joking guyon sana sini...dia cerita kalo tadi di backstage, dia sempet latihan sama piano playernya, trus dia nyanyiin lagu latihan nya itu...."A Whole New World" dari Alladin (WAKAKAKAKAKAKKAA)&lt;br /&gt;Trus juga,..dulu katanya dia selalu pengen jadi kayak..... Michael Jackson!&lt;br /&gt;Dia nyanyiin lagu "Billie Jean" dengan &lt;em&gt;high-pitched voice&lt;/em&gt; nya MJ dgn gaya narinya....kocak abis! dan dia sempet niruin moon-walk nya juga,..kereeeeennnnnnn......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ltw-afQ5mQ/TXjaDJGKh_I/AAAAAAAAASo/K-1C4w9J_A8/s1600/buble-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ltw-afQ5mQ/TXjaDJGKh_I/AAAAAAAAASo/K-1C4w9J_A8/s320/buble-8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582451485641967602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ZjVM_NpZfU/TXjaCiuAouI/AAAAAAAAASY/2ESW5bOIpqM/s1600/buble-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ZjVM_NpZfU/TXjaCiuAouI/AAAAAAAAASY/2ESW5bOIpqM/s320/buble-7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582451475340108514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QQn7sNbMgqk/TXjaCaFx9OI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0e2ZnXGRKlE/s1600/Buble-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QQn7sNbMgqk/TXjaCaFx9OI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0e2ZnXGRKlE/s320/Buble-6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582451473023890658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasa khan kalo konser suka ada control panel sekitar 30 meter hadap-hadapan sama panggung, nah, si Buble sempet turun dari panggung dan jalan ke control panel area dan nyanyi di situ.....dia bilang gue tau loe org yg di belakang juga udah pada bayar mahal-mahal. Baik yaaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadinya kita udah berharap dia bakal balik ke stage lewat depan kita, tapi ternyata masih 3 meter jauhnya pas dia lewat,..hikshiks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempet dia bilang "udah ya" terus masuk ke backstage, lampu tapi masih gelap,..kita-kita masih teriak-teriak "we want more!" "we want more!" akhirnya dia keluar lagi buat nyanyi 2 lagu lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di penutupnya, dia sempet nyanyi beberapa &lt;em&gt;verse&lt;/em&gt; akustik style gitu, tanpa mic, tanpa band. Keeerreeeennnnnn.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo ada kesempatan untuk nonton Buble, pergi deh, pasti gak rugi,..more than a singer, he is a great entertainer with a superb voice and very charming personality. &lt;br /&gt;Mau nonton lagi kalo bisa!....hehehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8761121426983019569?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8761121426983019569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8761121426983019569&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8761121426983019569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8761121426983019569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/buble.html' title='BUBLE!!!!!!!'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPDPTW1CJYo/TXjVjTGFNpI/AAAAAAAAARo/iFv5uWEh_7s/s72-c/Buble-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1094735830137421556</id><published>2011-02-28T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:54:39.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger Level: PMS</title><content type='html'>(Kenapa ya ceweq tuh mesti punya Mood swings, Hormone, PMS........)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa kalo lagi PMS, sensitivity jadi berkali-kali lipat:&lt;br /&gt;- makan kalap (5 kali sehari; breakfast, lunch, tea time, snack dan dinner); &lt;br /&gt;- gak bisa tuh satu bus ama org-org yg BB *read: bau badan* (bisa langsung super BE-TE); &lt;br /&gt;- ketoel dikit langsung semprot; &lt;br /&gt;- kalo ada yg nanya di kantor ke gue ttg barang/project, tanpa berusaha nyari dulu..hmm...langsung gue kasih tampang super jutek + sinar mata sinis;*lagian nyari pake mata bukan pake mulut, bener gak?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pas jumat kemaren (at the height of my PMS) ada emergency di kantor; gue sibuk kontak service provider buat meluruskan masalah dan ternyata mesti bayar as part of renewal process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama proses ini gue masih adem, karena si customer service kedengeran nya lumayan gape, tapi ternyata pas bos gue udah pulang, dia nelpon balik (Setelah jam 7 mlm loh) bilang ternyata dia lupa ngasih tau kalo ada extra charge untuk renewal nya,....langsung *reaksi pertama* gue panik.....krn extra charge nya ini berarti mesti minta approval dari bos gue lagi donk, sedangkan si bos udah pulang, dan kita perlu aktivasi service ini saat ini juga (alias malam ini, karena anak-anak kantor perlu service ini untuk nyelesai-in kerjaan mereka yg deadline nya malam ini).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus lagi, ini udah si CS yg salah, dia gak mau ngasih flexibility dikit, aktivin keq sampe senin, dimana gue bisa ngomong ama bos gue untuk extra charge-nya. Gak mungkin lah gak kita bayar, karena kalo gak bayar otomatis service nya diputus dan gak mungkin kantor kita tanpa service ini. Tapi dia keukeuh gak bisa karena protokol nya udah gitu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kl misalnya Danger Level gue lagi gak di PMS, mungkin bakal sekedar bete dan empet sama si CS, tapi karena ini lagi PMS, langsung gue marah ampe berasa naek ke ubun-ubun. Gue maki-maki itu CS, orang udah salah, koq jadi kita yg mesti nanggung akibatnya? si CS manggil supervisor nya, dan tau itu supervisor geblek ngapain? udah gue lagi panas, ehhh ternyata dia balik ngomel-ngomelin gue, malah ikutan bentak-bentak gue....&lt;br /&gt;SOMPRET bener! gue klien dan yg salah mereka, koq berani-berani nya dia yg ngomel-ngomel ke gue!???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue selalu gak percaya 100% kalo org bilang Customer Service di singapore tuh lousy, tapi dengan kejadian ini gue percaya 100%! &amp;%$@$^***)())(#@!$^&amp;*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya *terpaksa* gue bayar juga itu extra charge untuk aktivasi malam itu juga, dan setelah itu selesai, gue langsung nulis email untuk complain ke perusahaan itu. Saat ini sih blm gue kirim, tapi udah gue copy ke bos gue untuk ngasih tau dia dulu kenapa aktivasi service nya tuh lama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe hari ini pun, masih keputer-puter di ingatan gue ttg kejadian ini loh,...padahal gue tuh tipe yg kalo udah curhat bisa langsung lega dan lewat semalem besok paginya udah gak marah, pada akhirnya gue selalu mikir, "ah, sudahlah, to error is human" tapi kali ini yg gue gak rela banget itu attitude si supervisor CS geblek itu! That is not an error!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1094735830137421556?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1094735830137421556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1094735830137421556&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1094735830137421556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1094735830137421556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/02/danger-level-pms.html' title='Danger Level: PMS'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-2586695823220249668</id><published>2011-02-18T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:42:13.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat next to the Birkin bag</title><content type='html'>Location: Singapore Cinema &lt;br /&gt;Time: 3 minutes before movie start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The right seat next to me is empty and there is a birkin bag in it belonged to the lady seated next to the empty seat. I am also putting my bag in it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady seating at the seat after the empty seat: *whispering* "Did you pay for this seat?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "*whisper back* "no"&lt;br /&gt;The lady: "No, I mean, we pay for this seat" (while pointing at my Far-East-Plaza bag)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "oh, Sorry" *pick my mongrel-bag away from the pedigree-bag*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-2586695823220249668?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2586695823220249668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=2586695823220249668&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/2586695823220249668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/2586695823220249668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/02/sat-next-to-birkin-bag.html' title='Sat next to the Birkin bag'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-9217574073370764708</id><published>2011-02-08T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:08:35.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's lunch</title><content type='html'>Back to Bento and this time, I am going to try some recipes from &lt;a href="http://justbento.com"&gt;Makiko's &lt;/a&gt; Just Bento book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lunch;&lt;br /&gt;Breaded shrimps, sweet pepper kinpira,cucumber pickle and sliced tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TVEwzYH_DEI/AAAAAAAAARY/zogai0epwAU/s1600/Photo0498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TVEwzYH_DEI/AAAAAAAAARY/zogai0epwAU/s320/Photo0498.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571287873241418818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that I am using 2 sets double tier box (the black ones for the rice and shrimps; the white ones for the cold salads and another not-in-picture for apple slices). I need bigger box..... or smaller stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's lunch;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese potato salad, cereal chicken, blanched snow peas as divider, cucumber pickle and apple bunnies!!! *yeay!* this is so proper bento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TVEwzkeRplI/AAAAAAAAARg/Fvqa_iQiPjs/s1600/Photo0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TVEwzkeRplI/AAAAAAAAARg/Fvqa_iQiPjs/s320/Photo0497.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571287876556138066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-9217574073370764708?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/9217574073370764708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=9217574073370764708&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/9217574073370764708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/9217574073370764708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2011/02/todays-lunch.html' title='Today&apos;s lunch'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TVEwzYH_DEI/AAAAAAAAARY/zogai0epwAU/s72-c/Photo0498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1838295247186188785</id><published>2010-11-21T15:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T17:43:15.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris</title><content type='html'>Aahhh,...akhirnya nyampe juga di Paris, the city of lovers. &lt;br /&gt;Karena jadwal+pilihan airline, kita nyampe di paris bukan di airport utama nya (Charles de Gaulle) tapi ke airport kecil "Beauvais" yg letaknya 1 jam bus-ride dari Paris. Pas udah keluar pesawat dan ngantri immigrasi, org-org EU tinggal ngasih liat semacam EU card dan langsung lewat,...sedangkan kita.....ada kali tuh 1 jam di counter immigrasi. &lt;br /&gt;Gue rasa karena petugas immigrasinya baru, dan juga passport kita mungkin masih gak ada chip-card nya...atau apalah gue gak tau,..pokoknya tu passport ampe di periksa pake kaca pembesar segala,....buset dah,..tapi pokoknya lolos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dari situ, kita beli tiket naek bus ke city centre. Di bus itu, kita satu2nya org asia bok! haha..sisanya org bule semua!&lt;br /&gt;Memang airport lokal gitu yak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe ke City centre, kita ke Metro (underground train nya Paris) dan beli tiket 2 day pass, sekalian nanya arah menuju hostel kita. TIPS: kalo emang rencana backpacking ke Paris (atau negara europe lainnya) mendingan semua barang bawaan harus bisa kita tenteng sendiri - alias gak terlalu berat atau dibagi ke 2 tas. Soalnya kota-kota Eropa yg tua, biasanya gak terlalu convinient, istilahnya kebanyakan masih tangga dan eskalator/lift dikit banget. Temen gue agak capek narikin kopernya yg cuman 1 dan 17 kg. sedangkan gue bawa koper 10 kg dan 5 kg backpack.  &lt;br /&gt;Nyampe di Hostel, ternyata dikasihnya kamar yg di lantai 5! dan gak ada lift dan tangga nya yg sempit serta melingkar.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi senggak-nggak nya itu kamar ada balkon nya! fuh-fuh..lumayan deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP6Kl55LI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-CefOOFeNEs/s1600/Paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP6Kl55LI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-CefOOFeNEs/s320/Paris.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541907939662095538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(view dari kamar dan balkonnya kita pake buat jemuran..haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari pertama, kita ke NotreDame Cathedral; keren yakkk....kita masuk liat-liat (karena gelap, foto2 banyak yg gak bagus jadinya) tapi gak naek ke towernya karena antrian nya sepanjang cathedral nya! astaga.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP62PQ1bI/AAAAAAAAAQI/YqtoK_zsUdE/s1600/Paris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP62PQ1bI/AAAAAAAAAQI/YqtoK_zsUdE/s320/Paris2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541907951378290098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari NotreDame, kita ke Centre Georges de Pompidou; museum ini merupakan salah satu gedung yg arsitekturnya lumayan terkenal; karena konsep gedung ini yg services nya (pipa/kabel/eskalator,etc) di luar gedung. Biasanya khan pipa-pipa gitu di sembunyiin di dlm gedung, tapi kalo ini malah di-ekspos. keren yach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP7f6lPjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bGqAhQ6L2K8/s1600/paris3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP7f6lPjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bGqAhQ6L2K8/s320/paris3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541907962565836338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus lanjut ke Champs Elysees; jalanan yg terkenal banget karena banyak toko2 bermerek,.kalo dibandingin ini kyk orchard nya singapore, tau gak kerennya jalan ini karena di &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;paved&lt;/span&gt; sama batu2 dalam arc pattern! jadi gak di aspal...buset dah bikinnya dulu mahal banget kali yak... Di ujung jalan ada Arc de Triomphe, yg disuruh bikin sama Napoleon Bonaparte untuk merayakan kemenangan salah satu perang nya dia. Kita beli tiket untuk naik ke atas Arc nya ini. Gile!!! ternyata tinggi juga loh, dan tangga nya tuh (sekali lagi) yg tipe melingkar...buset dah,.nyampe atas disediain bench buat yg pada keabisan napas (termasuk kita). TIPS: Arc de Triomphe ini ternyata punya lift!! kucing-garong! kita baru tau pas udah mau turun. Ternyata itu lift di-reserved buat disabled visitors. Tapi kita nyelip aja pas ada yg mau turun juga. capek bok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP774TykI/AAAAAAAAAQY/OBoIPVqiN30/s1600/paris4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP774TykI/AAAAAAAAAQY/OBoIPVqiN30/s320/paris4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541907970072496706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lanjut lagi, kita sempet mampir dulu ke Tuileries Garden, dulunya disuruh bikin sama Marie de Medici sekitar thn 1564. Keren loh,..luass banget..tapi sayang kamera udah lowbat, jadinya gak banyak foto-foto, secara masih mau lanjut ke Eiffel Tower. &lt;br /&gt;Di taman yg skg dibuka untuk public ini, org-org boleh leha-leha sambil sun-bathing..anak2 pada main, ada cafe kecil2an...&lt;br /&gt;Dari Tuileries, kita mau menuju ke Eiffel Tower, tapi kita beli sandwich dulu, biar sekalian picnic-an di taman dkt Eiffel tower. &lt;br /&gt;Karena kyknya deket, kita akhirnya memutuskan buat jalan kaki ke Eiffel tower, krn udah jam org2 pulang kantor juga, jadinya Metro nya ruaaammee setengah mati. Pas nyampe Eiffel tower, kita udah teeeppparrrrr!!! .... dan baguette yg kita beli,..walaupun roti nya keras dan butter nya agak dingin, jadi makanan paling enak yg gue makan hari itu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP8bUElEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/y-CbcrgpEVI/s1600/paris5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP8bUElEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/y-CbcrgpEVI/s320/paris5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541907978510439490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(gak naek ke Eiffel tower, karena selain udah tteeffaarrr, antrian nya jam 8 mlm aja masih rammmeeeeeee...ogah dah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: Sebelum ke Eiffel tower sempet ke Galleries Lafayette, shopping mall terbesar di Paris, temen gue niatnya mau beli LV, tapi nyampe situ ternyata antri lagi ada kali nunggu mesti 30-40 menit, dan hampir semua yg belanja tuh org-org C daratan! yg belanjanya pake koper!! astaaggaaaaa....gak jadi beli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ke-2 di Paris, kita mulai dengan ke museum Louvre. Untung banget kita datengnya pagi-pagi loh, soalnya tu museum tambah siang, antrian nya tambah panjang! dan TIPS lagi: entry point the Louvre ini ada 2, dari glass pyramid di courtyardnya atau entry dari underground yg langsung dari Metro. Mendingan masuk dari underground, karena entry yg di glass pyramid itu gak ada cover nya,..jadi bisa keujanan/kepanasan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjeRjTXofI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zZJL7Os7pjQ/s1600/paris6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjeRjTXofI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zZJL7Os7pjQ/s320/paris6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541923734595019250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artwork di the Louvre ini banyak banget! soalnya tempatnya sendiri luuuaasss banget!! menurut travel tips, sebelum ke Louvre, mendingan research online dulu mau liat yg mana dan apa aja, karena gak mungkin ngeliat abis museum itu dalam 1 hari atau 2 hari. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjeR25Cf1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/bjmXTY0OLus/s1600/paris7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjeR25Cf1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/bjmXTY0OLus/s320/paris7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541923739853291346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sempet foto sama Monalisa-exhibit yg paling rame dan paling banyak difoto org)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjeSe4bZFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DuH3KAH2SU8/s1600/Paris8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjeSe4bZFI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DuH3KAH2SU8/s320/Paris8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541923750588146770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iya, dari the louvre kita sempet ke Moulin Rouge, tapi cuman foto2 aja di jalanan depan nya, karena udah mepet mesti balik ke hostel ngambil koper dan jalan ke train station. Gue kirain tuh Moulin Rouge itu gede loh,..(karena khan ada kincir angin segala) ternyata cuman 1 gedung di deretan jalan biasa gitu..dan kita gak nonton performance nya, karena denger-denger sih udah gak gitu bagus dan makanan nya biasa aja tapi mahal nya selangit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, di bawah ada foto toilet paling sempit yg pernah gue temui, kalo loe perhatiin, itu toilet cuman muat 2 tiles...jadi sekitar 60cm lebarnya! susah deh buat org gendut,...but again,..there is no oversize ppl in Paris! dan satu lagi, memang bener loh, ceweq2 Paris tuh emang gaya abis! kita ngeliat tuh ceweq2 bisa naek sepeda ber rok-ria dan kelihatan elegan banget, gak ke angkat2 gitu roknya...ck ck ck... Elegance is attitude!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjeS3gEsZI/AAAAAAAAARA/uSFKFMWQVck/s1600/Paris9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjeS3gEsZI/AAAAAAAAARA/uSFKFMWQVck/s320/Paris9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541923757196882322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas check out dari hostel, kita liat di hostel udah ditempel2in pengumuman kalo besok ada transport strike di Paris. Nggak semua transport berhenti, tapi sekitar 70% aja, tapi tetep aja efek, karena trainnya jadi jarang, atau yg mau ke airport jadi lebih susah, dll. Gue ama temen gue mikir, untung kita udah cabut hari ini, eh ternyata pas nyampe ke train station nya, overnight train kita jg termasuk salah satu yg mogok bok!!!! oalah!!! karena kereta kita jadwalnya dari jam 11 mlm sampe ke Lourdes jam 6 pagi, jd si kereta udah gak bakal jalan! aarrgghh! &lt;br /&gt;tapi kyknya memang mereka udah sering ngadepin planned strike gini jadi udah ada rencana alternative dan antisipasinya. &lt;br /&gt;Kita dikasih nginep di gerbong kereta sampe besok pagi, dan dituker tiket nya dengan yg besok pagi punya. Tadinya kita mikir apa mau langsung ke london aja, gak usah ke Lourdes, tapi ke London pun, kita gak punya hotel, akhirnya kita putuskan untuk terus ke Lourdes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada kejadian lucu di gerbong itu, kita dikasih sleeping compartment yg 1 cabin ber6! jadi kyk bunk bed gitu, 3 susun sebelah kiri, dan 3 susun sebelah kanan. Temen gue minta kita di bed bawah dan tengah biar gampang besok berangkat nya (karena kita harus berangkat jam 5 pagi), ada 1 ibu setengah baya perancis yg dikasih bunk di atas kita, tapi dia minta tuker sama temen gue. Mulailah temen gue dan dia berbahasa tarzan!..hahaha..karena kt gak bisa ngomong French dan dia gak bisa ngomong Inggris. Temen gue yg berpantomim "menceritakan" kalo dia tidur di tempat tinggi, dia bisa guling2 dan jatuh. Sedangkan si ibu perancis, "menceritakan" kalo dia bakal cuman tidur sebentar dan langsung cabut pagi2. Tapi si ibu ini gak ngerti temen gue. Jadi "diterjemahkan" sama 1 nenek perancis yg pinter baca pantomim-an nya temen gue....hahaha...kocak banget dah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1838295247186188785?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1838295247186188785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1838295247186188785&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1838295247186188785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1838295247186188785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/11/paris.html' title='Paris'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TOjP6Kl55LI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-CefOOFeNEs/s72-c/Paris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5194135321531601778</id><published>2010-11-16T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T18:28:37.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saayyaaannnggggg....</title><content type='html'>Lokasi: Kamar anak-anak&lt;br /&gt;Jam: subuh-subuh sekitar jam 5-an pagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terdengar lah jeritan tangis si Miss L,...ngigo mungkin karena mimpi buruk. Karena gue lagi numpang di kamar itu, gue bangun lah terus deketin miss L, sambil tepuk2 supaya dia bangun dan berhenti nangis. &lt;br /&gt;Gue: L, ayo bangun bangun, cuman ngimpi koq...cup cup cup...bangun yok *sambil gue angkat ke posisi duduk*&lt;br /&gt;L: *sambil nangis* gak bisa bangun!....*lanjut nangis*&lt;br /&gt;G: ooo..sayang,...iya,...cup cup cup..*sambil elus2 punggung nya*&lt;br /&gt;L: *nangis terus selama 5 menit*&lt;br /&gt;G: Eh, ayo stop nangis nya,...J masih tidur tuh,..ntar kebangunan...&lt;br /&gt;L: *sambil nangis*.....nggak bisa berhenti nangis nya!....&lt;br /&gt;G: Kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;L: *tetep nangis..tambah kejer,...bikin kuping gue berdenging*&lt;br /&gt;G: sayang...cup cup cup....&lt;br /&gt;L: *masih nangis*..&lt;br /&gt;setelah 10 menitan, J akhirnya bangun....&lt;br /&gt;J: Ie-Ie di-sayang gitu.....&lt;br /&gt;G: Ini udah disayang nih,...*sambil meluk L yg duduk di pangkuan gue*&lt;br /&gt;G: Iya,..sayyanng...Ie-ie sayang L koq...*sambil elus2 punggung nya*&lt;br /&gt;L: *sambil sesegukan*..sayang nya kurang lama!...*nangis kejer lagi*&lt;br /&gt;G: oo iya..saayyaaannngg.....&lt;br /&gt;L: *masih sambil nangis* tangan nya kayak tadi!!...*nangis kejer lagi*&lt;br /&gt;G: tangan nya di sini? *sambil elus2 punggung...&lt;br /&gt;L: *histeris*...bukan! kayak tadi! kayak tadi!...&lt;br /&gt;(gue udah mulai binggung mesti gimana)&lt;br /&gt;J: dipeluk, ie-ie...&lt;br /&gt;G: Oooo...iyaa..saaayyaannnggg *sambil meluk*&lt;br /&gt;L: *masih sambil nangis*....kurang lamaa!....&lt;br /&gt;G: sssaaaaayyyaaannnnggggg......&lt;br /&gt;L: *sambil segukan* kalo kurang lama nangisnya gak bisa berhenti....(duiiileeee,&lt;br /&gt;udah mulai spaneng...kuping pengeng sih udah dari tadi....mana ditambah kesemutan pula gara-gara paha didudukin sama miss L.)&lt;br /&gt;G: *mau mindahin miss L ke matras*&lt;br /&gt;L: Gak mau duduk di ranjang!!!*jadi kenceng lagi nangisnya*&lt;br /&gt;G: (udah mulai exasperated)...udah ya, nangis nya..ie-ie gak mau ah kyk gini, ayo, di-stop nangisnya....(pake nada yg &lt;em&gt;firm&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;L: *sambil segukan*..disayang duluuu...&lt;br /&gt;G: iyaa..saaaaayyyaaaaannnnggggg....ssssaaaayyaaannnnnggggg..ie-ie sayang L *pake pelukan offcourse*&lt;br /&gt;L: *segukan agak reda*&lt;br /&gt;G: nih, minum ya,..*sambil ngasih botol air*&lt;br /&gt;L: *jadi kenceng lagi nangis nya* kenapa dikasihnya botol J!?!?!?!??! *berlanjut lagi nangis selama 5 menit*&lt;br /&gt;(gue udah exasperated beneran, heran gue gak capek ya dia nangis segitunya, turun naik turun naik)&lt;br /&gt;G: iyaa...sayaangg sayaaannnggg..sssaaaayyyyaaannnnnnggggg...nih botol kamu....yok minum dikit ya....&lt;br /&gt;L: ie-ie pegangin.......&lt;br /&gt;L: *udah mau nangis lagi* belum kena!!&lt;br /&gt;G: Iya, kamu yg pegang donk, ie-ie khan gak bisa liat udah kena apa belum...&lt;br /&gt;(akhirnya dia tenang juga)&lt;br /&gt;L: kyknya L masih ngantuk nih ie-ie&lt;br /&gt;G: Ok, ayo bobo lagi....&lt;br /&gt;(mister J udah maen2 di lantai sama koleksi kartu animal kaisernya)&lt;br /&gt;(setelah gulak gulik 5 menit, datanglah mister J)&lt;br /&gt;J: xie, udah pagi tuh,...&lt;br /&gt;L: iya, udah terang....ie-ie kita bangun yuk....&lt;br /&gt;G: ayo,...turun yo, nonton playhouse disney....*sorry sis*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5194135321531601778?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5194135321531601778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5194135321531601778&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5194135321531601778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5194135321531601778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/11/saayyaaannnggggg.html' title='Saayyaaannnggggg....'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-43325558106227617</id><published>2010-10-25T13:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:37:57.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ireland - day 4</title><content type='html'>Hari ke 4 ini, kita cuman punya waktu sampe jam 3, karena hrs berangkat ke airport untuk pesawat yg ke paris. Tujuan hari ini kita ke Guinness Storehouse dan kalo masih sempet ke Trinity College untuk ngeliat Book of Kells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena agak jauh, dari hostel ke Guinness storehouse, akhirnya kita naek Luas (Tram-nya Dublin). Ada kejadian lucu di tram nya, pas gue lagi nyocokin di peta mesti turun di stop mana buat Guiness Storehouse, kata peta mestinya turun di "James" tapi koq gak ada ya di list stop-an di dlm keretanya.....apa jangan2 kita salah naek tram. Trus ada bapak2 yg nepuk pundak gue sambil bilang "the ones that you need is over here" sambil nunjuk sisi pintu kereta belakang gue. Ternyata bok, yg gue liat itu dalam bahasa Gaelic! ya terang aja gak ngerti yaa! di sisi satunya lagi baru ada yg pake bahasa inggris!...duilleeee malunyaaa....&lt;br /&gt;(gue foto tuh di stop-an nya "James" bersama dengan versi Gaelic nya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah agak nyasar dikit (dan nanya cowoq2 cakep setempat :P), akhirnya kita nyampe ke &lt;a href="http://www.guinness-storehouse.com/en/Index.aspx"&gt;Guiness Storehouse&lt;/a&gt;. Sambil lewatin jalan nya sempet foto2 dulu sama pintu gerbangnya pabrik Guinness. Keren juga sih, cuman pintu hitam gitu, dengan logo harpa dan tulisan guinness. Masuk ke storehousenya, bayar dulu, euro 15 buat org dewasa, dikasih peta gedung nya dan tiket untuk dapetin 1 pint Guinness gratis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guinness storehouse ini dulunya dipake buat tempat fermentasi bir nya. Tapi karena skg pabriknya udah modern, jadi gedung ini dijadiin kyk museum gitu. Pas masuk dasar, sebelah kiri udah kelihatan toko souvenir Guinness, sementara di tengah2 ada atrium. Atriumnya ini bentuknya seperti gelas bir, jadi dari lantai 1 sampai 6, atriumnya makin melebar. Di lantai dasar itu ada gelas kaca di lantainya dan ditaro copy perjanjian sewa tanah untuk pabrik Guinness selama 9000 thn! gile yach,.dan 1 tahun itu, sewanya 45 pounds (atau setara dengan 90 dollar sing). &lt;br /&gt;Dari situ, kita mulai dikenalin ke bahan dasar Guinness; Barley, Hops, Yeast dan air, trus ke proses pembuatan nya (yg pengen tau silahkan ke www.guinness.com) dan produk akhirnya, macam2 tipe guinness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMWuKMyMhjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/eABxObxBF7s/s1600/Guiness1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMWuKMyMhjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/eABxObxBF7s/s320/Guiness1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532019207548208690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut tour guide kita kemaren2, Guinness setiap tahun produksi sekitar 4 juta barel Guinness. 2 juta dikonsumsi di Ireland, dan 2 juta buat di ekspor. Astaga,...gue gak yakin itu sesuai fakta dari mana, tapi mungkin sih, secara org Ireland tuh minum Guinness udah kayak minum air. Dan juga karena guinness kadar alkoholnya lebih rendah dari bir biasa, antara 4-8%. &lt;br /&gt;Dan rumor lain, kalo air yg dipake buat biki guinness itu diambil dari sungai Liffey! secara air tu sungai (yg membelah kota dublin) warna nya sama ama Guinness! hohohoho....becanda lah ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naek ke lantai 1, ngeliat gimana caranya dulu bikin barel dari kayu (ternyata susah!), dan sistem transportasi yg mengangkut Guinness ke seluruh dunia. Naek lagi, ada "drinking IQ" booths. Pertanyaan2 yg bikin kita tau yg mana pilihan minum secara bertanggung jawab. Trus, naek lagi ada memorabilia iklan-iklan Guinness dari awal. Ada beberapa yg udah "trademark" nya banget seperti si harpa, burung toucan, dan seorg petani dan kuda nya. Ada juga kontribusi dan komitmen guinness ke olahraga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMWuKhg5j8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/R_CaWBj9K_g/s1600/Guiness2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMWuKhg5j8I/AAAAAAAAAPk/R_CaWBj9K_g/s320/Guiness2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532019213112807362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naek lagi, ada machine yg bisa ngecek ke Archive nya employee Guinness, siapa tau dulu nenek moyang kita ada yg pernah kerja di pabrik Guinness! Trus  ada sejarah bangunan storehouse nya sendiri, trus nyampe lah kita ke Tasting Experience. hihihi...dapat 1/4 pint buat icip-icip, dan juga ada "how to pull the perfect guinness" diajarin gimana caranya narik tongkat yg di bar itu. &lt;br /&gt;Di deket sini juga ada resto, sayang kita gak tau, jadinya gak lunch di sini dech...huhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus, yg paling tinggi, adalah Gravity Bar! Bar ini bentuknya bulet dan berkaca semua, jadi bisa ngeliat 360 derajat Dublin city! keren! apalagi pas kita nyampe sana, cuacanya lagi cerah banget! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMWuLCLm8zI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3SNthUYf0oA/s1600/Guiness3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMWuLCLm8zI/AAAAAAAAAPs/3SNthUYf0oA/s320/Guiness3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532019221881877298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah minum 1 pint gratis kita (gue gak abisin, soalnya blm lunch, gile masa mabok jam 1 siang, gak lucu ajeee), kita turun untuk shopping souvenir!!!...dan buru2 balik ke deket hostel buat lunch dan naek shuttle bus ke airport, trus bye bye Ireland dah...(hiks)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMWuLrEQglI/AAAAAAAAAP0/yQlmkxrT-7M/s1600/Guiness4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMWuLrEQglI/AAAAAAAAAP0/yQlmkxrT-7M/s320/Guiness4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532019232856900178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ada foto2 dikit pesawat Ryan Air nya, beneran budget banget, kursinya gak bisa di-selonjorin, pokoknya budget banget dah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next: Paris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-43325558106227617?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/43325558106227617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=43325558106227617&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/43325558106227617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/43325558106227617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/10/ireland-day-4.html' title='Ireland - day 4'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMWuKMyMhjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/eABxObxBF7s/s72-c/Guiness1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-949996872527969292</id><published>2010-10-24T13:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T16:16:30.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ireland day 2 &amp; 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ireland - day 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berangkat dari Galway, kita diajak ke Dunguaire castle. Walaupun castle ini udah gak bisa ditinggalin lagi, tapi masih dipake buat Medieval Banquet. Jadi dinner di dlm castle ini, dgn traditional Irish music dan entertainment. Bisa minta info nya di dlm castle ini. Tapi mnurut tour guide kita, kalo kita muterin castle (dari luar) searah jarum jam, its considered a lucky thing to do (remember, we are in Ireland), jadilah kita muterin deh tu castle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop Corcomroe Abbey; Abbey ini juga sbnrnya udah tinggal reruntuhan doank, tp ada 1 bagian yg dikasih &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;roof&lt;/span&gt; baru dan setiap &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Good Friday&lt;/span&gt; masih dipake untuk misa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPj_Zp_1UI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nbwTrq5kE30/s1600/Dunguaire+%26+Corcomroe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPj_Zp_1UI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nbwTrq5kE30/s320/Dunguaire+%26+Corcomroe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531515445699401026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Corcomroe, kita ngelewatin &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;St.Brigid's holy well&lt;/span&gt;, dimana kita stop bentar buat &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;make a wish&lt;/span&gt; dengan melempar koin ke belakang bahu ke dlm sumur nya itu. Caranya, kita berdiri dulu di batu yg ada di dpn sumur nya itu, trus &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;make a wish&lt;/span&gt;, trus lempar koin nya. Kalau kedengeran bunyi koin nya nyemplung berarti wish nya bakal terkabulkan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPlXWEmMYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/dzCEuiD4pgg/s1600/st.brigid%27s+holy+well"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPlXWEmMYI/AAAAAAAAAPE/dzCEuiD4pgg/s320/st.brigid%27s+holy+well" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531516956565713282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah berhenti sebentar buat lunch; kita lanjut ke Cliffs of Moher.&lt;br /&gt;Cliffs of Moher ini keren abis! jadi Tebing nya bener2 curam banget, panjang nya sekitar 8 km. Waktu kita nyampe sana, udaranya dingin, dan angin nya kennceenngg abis. Daerah yg untuk turis, untuk ke viewing platform nya udah di &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pave &lt;/span&gt; pake lempengan batu. Di tembokin juga setinggi 1,2m-an dengan lempengen2 batu itu, utuh2 loh! tapi ada celah kecil yg bertetangga-an ke private property; yg jalan an nya masih buat kambing gitu (cuman jalan tanah setapak) + gak ada tembok batunya...akhirnya demi mendapatkan foto yg spt di bawah ini, kita (dan bersama semua turis lain nya) lompatin tembok ke properti sebelah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPj_rn1-uI/AAAAAAAAAOs/LE9sEme08gQ/s1600/Cliffs+of+moher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPj_rn1-uI/AAAAAAAAAOs/LE9sEme08gQ/s320/Cliffs+of+moher.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531515450522204898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut tour guide kita, setiap tahun nya ada kira-kira 6 org yg lompat bunuh diri dari Cliffs of Moher ini. Wuih, ngeliat tebingnya sih kyknya gak bisa ditolong punya tuh, kalo udah lompat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, ada satu fakta yg sangat2 gue dukung; di Ireland sekarang kantong plastic di-banned atau lebih tepatnya setiap kantong plastik kena pajak 0.50 euro, jadi org2 skg gak pake saking mahalnya! jadi skg balik pake kantong kertas, atau kalo gak minta, gak bakal dikasih kantong. Ini contoh nya,..gue beli dessert, sampe garpunya pun, garpu kertas/kayu gitu. Kapan semua negara bisa kyk gini yach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPj_55STuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2wcMChw2Bsk/s1600/dessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPj_55STuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2wcMChw2Bsk/s320/dessert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531515454353460962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam itu, kita nginep di Killarney. Killarney ini tourist town, banyak hotel. Karena nyampe nya udah malem juga, kita cuman dinner, muter-muter bentar di town centre nya, karena kebanyakan juga udah tutup, beli souvenir, trus balik lagi ke hostel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ireland - Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berangkat pagi-pagi jam 8, kita menuju Blarney Castle; Di Blarney Castle ini ada Blarney Stone, yg katanya barangsiapa yg mencium batu ini, bakal mendapat &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"gift of eloquence"&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a pinter ngomong. Ada 2 versi asal muasalnya si Blarney stone ini, yg lebih populer mungkin cerita nya Cormac Laidir MacCarthy yg diminta sama Queen Elizabeth I untuk bersumpah setia ke QE. Tapi si Lord of Blarney ini setiap kali diminta menghadap ke QE, dia memuji-muji dan berjanji-janji tanpa komitmen pasti. Jadilah si QE I bilang "such a Blarney". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk mencium si batu, kita harus naik ke tingkat paling tinggi di castle nya, trus &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bend-backwards&lt;/span&gt; sambil pegangan sama tiang besi dan dipegangin sama penjaganya. Soalnya si batu itu dipasang di parapet, yg bawahnya itu langsung ke parkiran di bawah! (castle ini kira2 setinggi gedung 5 tingkat!) Dulunya katanya lebih seru lagi, malah mesti &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;upside down&lt;/span&gt;; jadi si penjaganya itu bakal megang &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ankle&lt;/span&gt; kita!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPkACnIbcI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lUdHjeNpgcE/s1600/Blarney+%26+dunamese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPkACnIbcI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lUdHjeNpgcE/s320/Blarney+%26+dunamese.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531515456693235138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Blarney Castle, kita mampir lunch bentar, trus ke Rock of Dunamese. Trus, balik deh ke Dublin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe Dublin, kita check in lagi ke paddy's palace, trus nyari St.Patrick's cathedral. Tadinya mau ikutan misa, tapi sayangnya udah lewat waktunya. So, kita ke daerah Temple Bar. Ini daerah nightlife nya Dublin. Ditemani sama Jameson dan Arthur, kita dinner, trus sempet nonton traditional Irish Dance. Tarian nya ini kayak tap dancing gitu, tapi bahu nya harus tegap dan gak gerak. Tapi kakinya ...buset dah...cepet banget! g berpikir mau di record, tapi blur (karena duduknya agak jauh) dan ketutupan kepala org. &lt;br /&gt;Di foto juga ada Half Penny bridge, karena dulu kalo org mau nyebrang (kalo di jkt sih istilah nya naek getek gitu), mesti bayar 1/2 penny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPrPbNnGlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/sEZiEuu1ELo/s1600/Dublin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPrPbNnGlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/sEZiEuu1ELo/s320/Dublin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531523417576512082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-949996872527969292?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/949996872527969292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=949996872527969292&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/949996872527969292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/949996872527969292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/10/ireland-day-2-3.html' title='Ireland day 2 &amp; 3'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TMPj_Zp_1UI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nbwTrq5kE30/s72-c/Dunguaire+%26+Corcomroe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-2696650246882282074</id><published>2010-10-05T22:37:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T23:48:54.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ireland - day 1</title><content type='html'>Failte! ("Welcome" in Gaelic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah perjalanan yg kira2 26 jam itu, akhirnya nyampe lah kita di Dublin Airport. Airport nya sepi banget, org2 pada buru2 keluar airport, tinggal kita doank yg alon-alon. (foto ada di kamera temen gue, nanti gue update yak).&lt;br /&gt;Keluar airport, langsung menggigil!! suhunya ada kali tuh 10 derajat C. Mana angin nya lumayan kenceng juga,..udah pake jumper + jaket masih juga menggigil...haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari airport kita ke parking lot, mau naik bus shuttle gratis yg disediain sama hostel kita. Untuk mlm ini, kita bakal nginep di &lt;a href="http://www.paddyspalace.com/"&gt;paddy palace &lt;/a&gt;, dan besok kita mau ikut tur dengan si &lt;a href="http://www.paddywagontours.com/"&gt;paddy wagon&lt;/a&gt; dari company yg sama, jadinya praktis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuttle nya dateng tiap 2 jam sekali, jadi setelah nunggu kira2 1/2 jam-an, datang lah tu bus yg warna nya ijo gonjreng! (kalo lebih terang lagi bisa dibilang ijo neon), langsung buru2 naek bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 jam an, nyampe deh di hostel nya. Kita gak banyak foto2 karena udah cuapek buanget, dingin dan udah malem (jam 9-an gitu). Check-in (kamarnya di basement!, again, no photo). Menurut temen gue sih ini hostelnya gak worth-it buat difoto...hehe...kondisi nya memang lumayan parah; misalnya pintu kamar mandi nya gak ada pegangan, cuman bolong di kayu nya, tapi hot shower nya mantabs. Pintu kamarnya mungkin gak di cat, tapi security lock nya baru, gitu deh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah naro tas di kamar yg berisi 8 org ceweq lain (kamar tipe Dorm/Asrama; 15 euro/org/mlm) kita keluar dinner di pub dkt hostel (disaranin sama supir bus). Kelar makan, balik ke hostel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena besok mau ikut tur, kita mau ninggalin koper yg gede di hostel, dan pake 1 koper kecil barengan. Toh nanti setelah tur, balik lagi ke Dublin dan kita bakal tinggal di hostel ini lagi. Beberes koper lah kita, mindah2in barang segala macem. Di tengah2 beresin koper, gue udah gak sanggup lagi nahan ngantuk, gue nap dulu sekitar 1/2 jam selama nungguin kamar mandi (yg cuman 1)kosong! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya bangun pagi, gue sengaja bangun paling pagi dan buru2 ke kamar mandi, keramas!!(bule2 khan biasa pagi gak mandi)..fuih,.setelah keramas baru &lt;em&gt;feel human &lt;/em&gt; lagi, trus breakfast. Breakfast yg disediain cuman toast (with butter and jam), cereal dan kopi/teh. Ini pun sistem asrama, lemari2 dapurnya semua di labelin misalnya "cutlery" "cups" "plates", jadi kita tinggal ambil yg kita butuh, pake, trus cuci, keringin dan balikin ke lemari nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam 8 kurang 5 menit, udah dipanggil sama tour leadernya; total 1 mini-bus 13 org. Ada 4 ce dari australia, sekeluarga dari austria, couple dari amrik, dan 1 co Israel + kita dech. Karena kita group kecil, si tour leader nya ya si supir. Ada mic deket jendela nya gitu, jadi sambil nyetir dia juga ngasih komentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berangkat lah kita dari Dublin, dijelasin sedikit2 ttg Dublin yg kita lewatin (foto2nya ntar di hari yg ke 4 yach) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tujuan pertama: Cong - County Mayo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cong ini kotanya kecil imut2 banget, bentuknya kotak, jadi kalo loe jalan belok kiri/kanan terus, pasti loe udah ngelilingin tu kota dan balik ke tempat semula dalam 10 menit. Cong ini terkenal karena ini tempat shooting film-nya John Ford "The Quiet Man" 1952. Sampe ada fans club nya gitu. Karena gak tau film nya ini ttg apa, kita liat2 yg lain seperti Cong Abbey dan Ashford Castle. Ashford castle ini udah dijadiin resort, jadinya kita gak bisa foto deket2, jadi di sebrang sungai nya aja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TLh2wb6fbRI/AAAAAAAAANk/SBoR3V5TOmE/s1600/holiday+sept+16-02+Oct.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TLh2wb6fbRI/AAAAAAAAANk/SBoR3V5TOmE/s320/holiday+sept+16-02+Oct.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah lunch di Cong, kita jalan lagi menuju Galway. On the way, kita ngelewatin Connemara. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TLh3W6qtldI/AAAAAAAAANs/FOPFt_05qyQ/s1600/holiday+sept+16-3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TLh3W6qtldI/AAAAAAAAANs/FOPFt_05qyQ/s320/holiday+sept+16-3.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kereeeennn yaaaaa.....(termasuk yg di foto)...hihihi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebayang gak gimana rasanya setelah di-kekep di singapore yg cuman secuil dan sempit2, trus nyampe ke tempat yg lluuuuaassssss kyk gini,....hhhh...rasanya bisa bernapas lega lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegunungan yg di sekeliling ini namanya Twelve Pins, karena ada 12 puncak gunung nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tujuan kedua: Galway (Gaillimh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita nyampe di Galway sore jam 5 an, dan nginep di sini. Pas sampe, dianterin dulu ke hostel nya, namanya Kinlay House. Nah, hostel ini gue recommend banget, karena budget tapi bersih, rapi dan professional. kamarnya kyknya lebih mahal 3 euro daripada Paddy Palace, tapi fasilitas dan suasana nya beda jauh! Kalo ada yg mau ke Ireland, gue saranin nginep di Kinlay House ini buat budget accomodation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai naro koper, kita langsung explore Galway. City Centre nya sih gak gede2 banget (seputar Eyre Square). Nyampe sini, mulai lah kita shopping2 ria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galway ini sea-side town dan juga kota yg paling banyak org muda-nya (menurut info dari tour guide kita), dan tempat berasalnya claddagh ring; Claddagh ring ini bentuknya seperti 2 tangan memegang hati dan diatas hati ada mahkota. Tangan nya represent friendship, hati melambangkan cinta dan mahkota melambangkan kesetiaan, jadi cincin ini sering dipake buat wedding ring. Ada aturan cara pakenya juga, kalo hatinya mengarah ke luar /dalam artinya beda; ditanya sama Mr.Google aja yach. Gak sempet beli sih, soalnya tokonya udah tutup (hiks). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TLh3oH3niBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/b_1R_op62Yk/s1600/holiday+sept+16-4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TLh3oH3niBI/AAAAAAAAAN0/b_1R_op62Yk/s320/holiday+sept+16-4.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-2696650246882282074?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2696650246882282074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=2696650246882282074&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/2696650246882282074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/2696650246882282074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/10/ireland-day-1.html' title='Ireland - day 1'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TLh2wb6fbRI/AAAAAAAAANk/SBoR3V5TOmE/s72-c/holiday+sept+16-02+Oct.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5007412296544972088</id><published>2010-10-04T23:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T00:28:56.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Hi Hi!!! maap yak udah lama banget ini blog kgk di-update. Buat temen2 FC, sorry banget yach, gue skip dulu FC nya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi ceritanya, selain sibuk ama kerjaan (nggak usah diceritain lah ya,...nothing exciting)...gue kmrn2 sibuk mempersiapkan trip of the year-ku!!! Lebih tepatnya ini holiday after 5 long years working...hahaha (lebay)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itinerary jalan2nya 17 hari Singapore - Ireland - France - London - Singapore. &lt;br /&gt;Karena agak banyak, gue cover highlights nya aja yak..dan posting nya per destination. Kalo ada mau nanya details, silahkan, di comment atau email. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pre-travel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue pergi nya berdua sama temen kuliah yg dulu pernah kuliah di london juga; sekalian ngerayain ultah. &lt;br /&gt;kita udah ngerencanain ini dari bulan maret! ngobrol2 kira2 mau ke mana aja, trus mulai2 cari info dll. Tadinya udah mau apply visa dari bulan juni, tapi tunggu punya tunggu, akhirnya baru bisa apply bulan juli. Kita harus apply 3 visa, dengan urutan; UK (krn ini negara pertama yg kita masukin); Ireland dan France (schengen visa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visa UK gak masalah; apply online trus serahin dokumen (harus submit sendiri, secara pas apply itu, dia bakal ngambil foto dan fingerprint kita); pastiin semua dokumen sesuai yg diminta, bayar ongkos visa nya, tinggal tunggu 8-10 hari, keluar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visa Ireland, lebih sip lagi; apply online, serahkan dokumen di kedutaan (mestinya sih apply sendiri, tapi temen gue ngotot mewakilkan gue, karena waktu itu gue gak sempet). Visa Gratis buat org Indo. Gak usah difoto/finger print. Tinggal ambil lagi setelah 7 - 10 hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visa France yg buat kita agak bermasalah. Sebenarnya sih dokumen semua udah lengkap, tapi ada aja beberapa yg diminta lebih detail dan gak dijelasin di check-list nya. &lt;br /&gt;Dalam kasus gue, dia minta beberapa dokumen lebih seperti;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bank account yg kita serahin; untuk employee; harus account dimana gaji masuk. Jadi dia mau pastiin ttg employment status loe. &lt;br /&gt;2. Re-entry permit (untuk Singaporean PR/work permit/other permit holder) Ini yg di-cap di passport itu loh. Gue pikir yg kartu kuning yg gue dapet pas dapet PR singapore; jadinya salah. &lt;br /&gt;3. apply harus dateng sendiri, karena dia mau foto di tempat dan finger printing juga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di France embassy ini, prosedurnya ternyata beda dengan di UK/Ireland. UK/Ireland bakal nahan passport kita untuk langsung di tempelin stiker visa begitu disetujui. Jadi dlm 10 hari itu, otomatis kalo di approve, bakal langsung beres. &lt;br /&gt;Di France embassy, dia terima aplikasi kita, trus dibalikin passport nya, setelah 10 hari, kita harus ngecek di websitenya, apakah udah di-approve atau blm, kalo udah kita bawa lagi passport dgn receipt nya, trus dia bakal butuh 3-5 hari untuk nempelin itu stiker visa (padahal cuman ngeprint + nempel yak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned: Pas udah lewat 10 hari, g ama temen gue sama2 sibuk (jelas lah ya, udah mau liburan panjang, kerjaan kudu dibenahin dulu), dan kita cek di website, belum di-approve. Akhirnya 2 hari sebelum kita harus berangkat, kita samperin juga tuh embassy, ternyata visa nya udah di-approved!!!! gileee,..senang nya,...&lt;br /&gt;ternyata emang visa kita tuh udah di-approved, tapi kyknya mereka gak sempet untuk update ke websitenya. &lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kita kasih ke org nya, dan dia nanya "When are you leaving?" *dgn tampang jutek dan aksen French yg kental*&lt;br /&gt;kita: "Tomorrow"&lt;br /&gt;Officer: " What? you only give me 1 day to process it?" *tampang udah tambah jutek* "I don't know if it can be ready tomorrow, you come back tomorrow and try, if not, then I have to cancel your visa and return your passport" &lt;br /&gt;Udah jantungan aje deh kita....&lt;br /&gt;Tapi memang Tuhan menyetujui perjalanan kita, jadinya pas gue balik lagi besok, passport + visa nya udah jadi!....fiiuhhh,..thanks God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hari H &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam itu juga, kita berangkat ke airport; check in nya jam 11 mlm, karena pesawat jam 1 pagi. Rute nya Singapore-Colombo(nggak turun pesawat)-Dubai-London Gatwick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIPS&lt;/strong&gt; Kalo emang budget cukup dan schedule memungkinkan, pilih direct flight deh untuk long haul flight kyk gini. Beneran, worth it! karena kalo direct flight, loe ada kesempatan untuk tidur lebih lama dan gak kepotong2 untuk transit dan dibangunin makan di pesawat. Apalagi kalo bisa (sukur sukur di upgrade gratis)naek business atau first class,..wah,..habeg bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TKn9XM2_7AI/AAAAAAAAALI/iNvCjQ2MuBY/s1600/IMG_0048-w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TKn9XM2_7AI/AAAAAAAAALI/iNvCjQ2MuBY/s320/IMG_0048-w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524224992977349634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me at Dubai airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Singapore ke Dubai (via Colombo-Sri Lanka) itu kira2 7 jam, Colombo-Dubai sekitar 5 jam. Transit di Dubai 2 jam. Dubai nyampe ke London 7 jam. Kita langsung ke Ireland dulu. Karena kita pikir, mendingan gak usah nginep dulu di london secara susah kalo mesti bolak balik airport-hotel-airport. Airport2 London tuh semua nya jauh2 dari city centre nya (Gatwick, Luton, Stanstead, City dan Heathrow)...rata2 semua mesti naek bus atau naek Tube (london underground) 1 - 2 jam. &lt;br /&gt;Jadi begitu nyampe di Gatwick, kita langsung check in untuk naek pesawat Ryan Air (budget Airline) yg ke Dublin. Nunggu lagi sekitar 3 jam, dan flight ke Dublin sekitar 1 1/2 jam. Total flight: kira2 26 jam!!&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe Dublin udah lusuh bin harum! mana sebelum berangkat khan gue udah seharian di kantor dan blm mandi...untung sih gak terlalu keringetan, tapi tetep aja ya...ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next......Ireland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5007412296544972088?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5007412296544972088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5007412296544972088&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5007412296544972088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5007412296544972088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/10/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TKn9XM2_7AI/AAAAAAAAALI/iNvCjQ2MuBY/s72-c/IMG_0048-w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8645111563084675746</id><published>2010-08-18T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T19:37:31.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mau nanya...</title><content type='html'>Mau nanya nih sama temen2 blogger yg udah "lulus" dating; alias skg udah punya pasangan atau udah married.Kalo misalnya ceweq yg ngajak dating duluan, apakah kita harus siap bayarin si cowoq juga? untuk makan nya? atau aktifitas nya (nonton etc)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pacaran sih udah pernah, tapi kalo soal dating gue nich masih termasuk di kelas "playgroup" ;P&lt;br /&gt;sbnr nya gue masih berprinsip tradisional; cowoq kudu bikin gerak pertama...tapi kalau situasi menuntut gue bergerak duluan,..gue sih masih ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimana teman2 bisa bantu? seperti kata salah satu temen gue,...masalah masa depan nih...:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8645111563084675746?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8645111563084675746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8645111563084675746&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8645111563084675746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8645111563084675746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/08/mau-nanya.html' title='Mau nanya...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6096911300911400887</id><published>2010-08-18T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T16:21:32.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thought</title><content type='html'>Tadi pagi sempet ke CBD area, trus keluar dari MRT (masih di underground), ngelewatin tunnel yg langit2 nya agak rendah, jadi suara sepatu org2 yg &lt;em&gt;rushing to work&lt;/em&gt; bergema bok.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langsung kepikiran lirik di salah satu lagu-nya Mulan (Disney version)&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from the song "A girl worth fighting for"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a long time we've been marching off to battle&lt;br /&gt;In our thundering herd we feel a lot like cattle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh.....&lt;em&gt;apt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6096911300911400887?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6096911300911400887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6096911300911400887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6096911300911400887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6096911300911400887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/08/random-thought.html' title='random thought'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1819856988136293870</id><published>2010-08-13T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:18:22.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today's lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TGTfU_Dl_XI/AAAAAAAAAKo/idohLhH9KIE/s1600/Photo0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TGTfU_Dl_XI/AAAAAAAAAKo/idohLhH9KIE/s320/Photo0413.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504770196170472818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errr,...sorry about the photo's colour...fluorecent light effect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,.this was my lunch today; rice, chicken tsukune, tamagoyaki and brocolli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicken tsukune recipe is thanks to &lt;a href="http://hapabento.com"&gt;Debra&lt;/a&gt; and the technique for the 1 egg tamagoyaki is thanks to &lt;a href="http://justbento.com"&gt;Maki&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfourtunately, I was a bit overexcited when I grate the ginger for the tsukune and end up with a strong ginger flavour/smell. Nothing wrong with the original recipe. And should've fried them a bit longer... and I didn't have shoyu for glazing...&lt;br /&gt;but they came out delicious. My cousin was sniffing while I was frying them and said that he was getting hungry again though he already had dinner. haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was eating my lunch, I realize that today's bento is very "dry"; or it was because I was lazy and didn't reheat the bento. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1819856988136293870?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1819856988136293870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1819856988136293870&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1819856988136293870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1819856988136293870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/08/todays-lunch_13.html' title='today&apos;s lunch'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TGTfU_Dl_XI/AAAAAAAAAKo/idohLhH9KIE/s72-c/Photo0413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-3749478156868276550</id><published>2010-08-11T18:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:00:41.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TGKE-gLLiZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_vRcPdknXJQ/s1600/Photo0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TGKE-gLLiZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_vRcPdknXJQ/s320/Photo0412.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504107903923751314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihihihihihh,..another reason I'm so happy today is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a 2 tier bento box!!! and a matching bento bag too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lucky find, while shopping at Muji. The bigger box is $7.90/pc and the smaller box at $6.90/pc, the bag is $13.90/pc and I also bought a silicon cup set at $6.90/set of 3 (not in the picture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big box is a 500ml capacity and the smaller box is 300 ml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for this inaugural lunch, I've packed rice with salt chicken (recipe from &lt;a href="http://justbento.com"&gt;maki&lt;/a&gt;  and braised mustard leaves. In the smaller box, I've segmented oranges. Too bad I don't have chocolate pieces, other wise I'll add them to the oranges!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the recipe of that chicken is so simple! and the result is so delicious! Its a must-try recipe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-3749478156868276550?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3749478156868276550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=3749478156868276550&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3749478156868276550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3749478156868276550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/08/todays-lunch.html' title='Today&apos;s lunch'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TGKE-gLLiZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_vRcPdknXJQ/s72-c/Photo0412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-7902962330351407862</id><published>2010-08-11T12:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:59:13.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TGImMkuac5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/nDxGVAvTMLA/s1600/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TGImMkuac5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/nDxGVAvTMLA/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504003692058801042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taaaaddaaahhhhhh!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest lovely friends gave me an early early birthday present! It might not be what I wish, but it certainly what I need!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much Her and Ser...muuuaachhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually a big surprise for me, because I really didn't see it coming. When they gave it to me, I was quite shocked and speechless for a few minutes because I really can't believe they gave me something that's so expensive! But they know that I need one for my birthday trip next month and they decided to give me my present one month early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay! love you both!! hugs n kisses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-7902962330351407862?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7902962330351407862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=7902962330351407862&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7902962330351407862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7902962330351407862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-happy.html' title='So happy!'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TGImMkuac5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/nDxGVAvTMLA/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-4091129289030662954</id><published>2010-07-26T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T13:36:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next theme for fashion chronicle</title><content type='html'>Hi girls, &lt;br /&gt;sorry blm sempet posting the last fashion chronicle, for the next theme, yg nentuin &lt;a href="http://thebutterflywings.wordpress.com"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/a&gt; ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-4091129289030662954?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4091129289030662954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=4091129289030662954&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/4091129289030662954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/4091129289030662954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/next-theme-for-fashion-chronicle.html' title='Next theme for fashion chronicle'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1568788601413812410</id><published>2010-07-22T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T15:20:50.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>important announcement</title><content type='html'>Today, I decided to start my birthday wish-list early, because......iPad will be on sale in singapore starting tomorrow, people!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So my wishlists for this year would be:&lt;br /&gt;1. iPad Or&lt;br /&gt;2. iPad Or&lt;br /&gt;3. iPad Or&lt;br /&gt;4. iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,.........anyone??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1568788601413812410?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1568788601413812410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1568788601413812410&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1568788601413812410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1568788601413812410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/important-announcement.html' title='important announcement'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5757734117223588544</id><published>2010-07-20T14:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:09:39.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's lunch</title><content type='html'>This is the advantage of having a wife-to-be and a mummy-to-be (with a passion for cooking and food) as one of your friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is today's lunch, creatively crafted by Herlina and Seruni...for me! hohoho...&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to invest in some nice shapes rice molds...they really brighten up your bento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TEU88jWAjeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/p3yDZmbZXCM/s1600/Photo0404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TEU88jWAjeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/p3yDZmbZXCM/s320/Photo0404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495865931252927970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TEU877NWG0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Bz2G0AqAt-w/s1600/Photo0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TEU877NWG0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Bz2G0AqAt-w/s320/Photo0405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495865920479173442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cars of chicken fried rice with steamed brocolli; and a side dish of egg wrapped cheese sausage. Nyuam,...thanks girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5757734117223588544?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5757734117223588544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5757734117223588544&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5757734117223588544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5757734117223588544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-is-advantage-of-having-wife-to-be.html' title='Today&apos;s lunch'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TEU88jWAjeI/AAAAAAAAAJo/p3yDZmbZXCM/s72-c/Photo0404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6237125982504623156</id><published>2010-07-19T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:28:42.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's lunch</title><content type='html'>Today's lunch is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TEPvoU0rhPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DyW10fQh5ro/s1600/Photo0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TEPvoU0rhPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DyW10fQh5ro/s320/Photo0403.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495499446385607922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled saba and brocollini; steam rice, cherry tomatoes and golden kiwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really need to get myself a 2 tiered bento box, so I can separate food that can be reheated and that can be left cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6237125982504623156?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6237125982504623156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6237125982504623156&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6237125982504623156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6237125982504623156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/todays-lunch_19.html' title='Today&apos;s lunch'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TEPvoU0rhPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DyW10fQh5ro/s72-c/Photo0403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-9170187069783858434</id><published>2010-07-16T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T20:37:36.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animalia</title><content type='html'>Ok girls,..the next theme Fashion Chronicles is Animalia....&lt;br /&gt;mau animal print, jepit rambut beruang, tas doraemon,..pokoknya yg tema-nya binatang dech,...ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silahkan have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-9170187069783858434?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/9170187069783858434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=9170187069783858434&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/9170187069783858434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/9170187069783858434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/animalia.html' title='Animalia'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5719472225636290653</id><published>2010-07-14T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:29:38.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PR Fashion: Rainbow</title><content type='html'>Tema kali ini Rainbow....padahal yach ada rainbow pas hari rabu deket kantor,..langit nya juga pas lagi keren aja...pgn gue foto tapi sayang hari itu gue lagi gak bawa HP!  &lt;br /&gt;jadi,.....I assemble my own rainbow below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TD0qG4fFGGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wu9X3883iN8/s1600/Photo0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TD0qG4fFGGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wu9X3883iN8/s320/Photo0401.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493593418192197730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TD0qGCEESwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/xB6okHFZiQk/s1600/Photo0400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TD0qGCEESwI/AAAAAAAAAJI/xB6okHFZiQk/s320/Photo0400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493593403583384322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TD0qF4X-4rI/AAAAAAAAAJA/i1JmcFiZepI/s1600/Photo0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TD0qF4X-4rI/AAAAAAAAAJA/i1JmcFiZepI/s320/Photo0399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493593400982561458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top: GAP&lt;br /&gt;Skirt: british india&lt;br /&gt;scarf: hadiah dari sepupu&lt;br /&gt;ring: beli sama temen&lt;br /&gt;Bag: sama ama kemaren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5719472225636290653?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5719472225636290653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5719472225636290653&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5719472225636290653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5719472225636290653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/pr-fashion-rainbow.html' title='PR Fashion: Rainbow'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TD0qG4fFGGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wu9X3883iN8/s72-c/Photo0401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-7245548036338912187</id><published>2010-07-06T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:06:39.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>response to comment</title><content type='html'>arrrgghhhhh!!!!!!!! gue gak tau ni kenapa blogspot gue, error gembor! masa gue gak bisa nulis komen di blog gue sendiri seh! haiyahh!!! ada kali gue coba 5 kali,..tetep gak mau!! uurrgghhh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue respon di sini aja ya:&lt;br /&gt;PR Fashion #5&lt;br /&gt;@ Aina; gue emang lebih suka polos daripada motif2,..kl motif biasanya gak terlalu rame atau gue jadiin aksen (dikombinasi sama polos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Liezy; hahaha..thanks,...iya nih, miss matching,....kyknya boleh tuh dijadiin slogan t-shirt....hihihi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus Driver wannabe&lt;br /&gt;@ El,..hahahhaawakaka..gue ngakak baca komen loe yg singkat dan padat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Shir,..seumur Jason sih masih lucu, tapi kl udah segede bagong gitu org ngeliatnya juga khawatir kali,..spt kata Elrica,..sakit jiwa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lunch #2;&lt;br /&gt;@ Sis,..the potatoes are naturally purple...taste just like normal potatoes though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-7245548036338912187?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7245548036338912187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=7245548036338912187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7245548036338912187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7245548036338912187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/response-to-comment.html' title='response to comment'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1651678632907362872</id><published>2010-07-06T16:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T16:17:15.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today's lunch #2</title><content type='html'>Hmm,...I quite like the colour combination in today's lunch; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TDLkccLUnHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pa8y_OB9APw/s1600/Photo0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TDLkccLUnHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pa8y_OB9APw/s320/Photo0397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490702072969206898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bit of roast brocolli with parmesan (recommended by &lt;a href="http://hapabento.com"&gt;Debra&lt;/a&gt;, delicious!); a bit of boiled purple potatoes, roast chicken and honey dew melon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the boiled purple potatoes plain, as I've forgotten where I put the purple potatoes recipe and I cheat with the shop-bought roast chicken...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bento box was an ice cream box,..hehehe....hence the bright blue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1651678632907362872?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1651678632907362872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1651678632907362872&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1651678632907362872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1651678632907362872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/todays-lunch-2.html' title='today&apos;s lunch #2'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TDLkccLUnHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pa8y_OB9APw/s72-c/Photo0397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1836034049279892834</id><published>2010-07-04T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:07:59.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bus driver wannabe?</title><content type='html'>kemaren ada kejadian lucu,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya gue naek bus mau ke orchard; pas naek bus udah lumayan penuh, jadinya berdiri deket pintu masuk. Gue berdirinya menghadap ke sisi sebelah kanan bus, dan ngeliat ada teenage-couple duduk pas di kursi immediately behind supir bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both pake ear-piece (which is a common sight in singapore); dan si cowoq (yg duduk di window seat) pegangin disc-man gitu di lututnya. Gue sempet binggung karena gue liat itu disc-man nya gak ada kabel yg menghubungkan ke ear-piece nya dia. Trus, disc-man nya itu udah butut bin jadul banget, mana diselotip tanda + gitu. Setelah busnya jalan 5 menit-an gue baru sadar, itu disc-man dipake buat mimic-ing nyetir bus!!! alias dia berpura-pura itu discman = setir bus......oaalaahhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan dia "nyetir"nya tuh SERIUS loh,...(bukan kayak Maggie di opening theme nya "The Simpsons") kalo busnya minggir mau berhenti, atau busnya ngelurusin ban ke kanan, setelah belok kiri. Semua adjustment yg kecil2 itu dia lakukan juga sama discman nya itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas "ngeh" gitu gue pengen ketawa!! tapi setelah itu berlangsung terus selama gue di bus (yg cukup lama kira2 45 menit) gue mulai bertanya2 sendiri, apakah mungkin;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ini anak (nggak lebih dari 18 lah) sambil latihan nyetir? buat dapet SIM? atau&lt;br /&gt;2. Cita-citanya emang jadi supir bus? atau......&lt;br /&gt;3. (silahkan diisi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1836034049279892834?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1836034049279892834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1836034049279892834&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1836034049279892834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1836034049279892834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/bus-driver-wannabe.html' title='bus driver wannabe?'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5564974270991301663</id><published>2010-07-04T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T14:16:38.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PR Fashion #5</title><content type='html'>Temanya "That is so you!" &lt;br /&gt;Menurut temen gue ada baju yg "so me", tapi sayangnya tu baju udah gue pensiunkan karena saking tipisnya (keseringan dipake/dicuci) jadi bolong di bbrp tempat. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadinya pake yg ini,...salah satu outfit favorit gue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TDAl74FCt4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/J69fnSUrLfs/s1600/Photo0394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 102px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TDAl74FCt4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/J69fnSUrLfs/s320/Photo0394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489929656360679298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-shirt &amp; Pants: GAP&lt;br /&gt;Short jacket: British India&lt;br /&gt;Sandals: Hush Puppies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5564974270991301663?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5564974270991301663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5564974270991301663&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5564974270991301663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5564974270991301663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/pr-fashion-5.html' title='PR Fashion #5'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TDAl74FCt4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/J69fnSUrLfs/s72-c/Photo0394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8403512752066507982</id><published>2010-07-02T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:53:17.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today's lunch</title><content type='html'>Today's lunch is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TC2KJODH90I/AAAAAAAAAIo/jPv2xK_8f68/s1600/Photo0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TC2KJODH90I/AAAAAAAAAIo/jPv2xK_8f68/s320/Photo0391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489195411829159746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ham, cheese and lettuce sandwich; stuffed mini red capsicum with cucumber and black olives; steamed corn. At the side, oranges and blueberries. &lt;br /&gt;xixixixi,....I love the combo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can tell where &lt;a href="http://momlunajovann.blogspot.com"&gt;my niece&lt;/a&gt; got her 'snacking' attitude from, eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Yes, sis..it wasn't enough for me. It filled just half of the bottomless pit which is my stomach. I also got some pastry for tea time...hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8403512752066507982?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8403512752066507982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8403512752066507982&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8403512752066507982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8403512752066507982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/todays-lunch.html' title='today&apos;s lunch'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TC2KJODH90I/AAAAAAAAAIo/jPv2xK_8f68/s72-c/Photo0391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-820578893972565363</id><published>2010-06-29T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T14:39:59.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pr fashion #4</title><content type='html'>Maaf telat pr nya. Sbnrnya udah pake yg pita buat weekend, tp krn kerja dan gak ada yg potoin, makanya gak sempet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TC2G6lQba1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/aqGxT0ME2F8/s1600/Photo0385A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TC2G6lQba1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/aqGxT0ME2F8/s320/Photo0385A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489191861826054994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan pitanya disini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TCqclDv-oiI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-mbpjcfWwWU/s1600/Photo0386A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TCqclDv-oiI/AAAAAAAAAHc/-mbpjcfWwWU/s320/Photo0386A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488371256380006946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress:mango&lt;br /&gt;legging: topshop&lt;br /&gt;shoes:Gripz&lt;br /&gt;bag: sama kayak kmrn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: berhasil benerin foto nya!!..hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-820578893972565363?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/820578893972565363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=820578893972565363&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/820578893972565363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/820578893972565363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/06/pr-fashion-4.html' title='pr fashion #4'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TC2G6lQba1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/aqGxT0ME2F8/s72-c/Photo0385A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-3643802356754038999</id><published>2010-06-23T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:41:06.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bento-bentoan</title><content type='html'>hehehe,...gara-gara si &lt;a href="http://momlunajovann.blogspot.com"&gt;cici&lt;/a&gt; mulai bikin bento-bento dan ada link ke bento sites yg menarik2 dan lucu2 di blog nya dia, gue jadi tergoda untuk mencoba bikin my own boxed lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi karena udah lewat umur untuk tipe bento yg cute dan lucu-lucu (Saya khan sudah teenager...hahaha..*ngaku-ngaku*); gue mau bento gue simply rapih dan presentable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah bento lunch ku hari ini;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TCGocLFkIEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/AQkGl3dJwYg/s1600/Photo0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TCGocLFkIEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/AQkGl3dJwYg/s320/Photo0382.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485851023079907394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Content: Spaghettini with olive oil, asparagus wrapped with prosciutto and parmesan cheese, japanese pear and cherry tomatoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata bikin cuman begini pun gak gampang loh,..dari sejak mulai sampe selesai (cooled, boxed up dan all utensils washed) itu 1 1/2 jam! wueleeehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas pulang kantor sempet ke Da*so buat beli silicon side dish + mini bottle sauce; trus liat-liat mau beli kotak bento nya juga tapi koq pada kecil-kecil? Kyknya gue gak bakal puas deh dgn quantity segitu *marukmodeON*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika lagi mengisi kotak; &lt;br /&gt;"Oh, ternyata emang muat ya kecil-kecil gitu, mmg bento khan harus dipadat-in biar gak lari-lari isi nya" (ketika ternyata si spaghettini porsi gue muat di 1/2 space kotak makanan)&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, ternyata emang ada tujuan nya pemisah yg bentuknya rumput2 itu,.."(pas menyadari kalo kotak makanan gue dalem banget dan silicone dish yg gue beli nggak memisahkan pear dan spaghettini (secara vertikal) untuk tidak bersentuhan)&lt;br /&gt;"Aduh potong buah nya kurang artistik nih" (jadi nya gue harus pake 2 silicone dishes untuk memuat pear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yach, begitu lah jadinya...sbnrnya ini bento no#3 sejak mulai minggu ini, tapi yg no#1 dan #2 gak diitung ah,..abis gak di plan/design, cuman di tumplekin masuk aja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-3643802356754038999?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3643802356754038999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=3643802356754038999&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3643802356754038999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3643802356754038999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/06/bento-bentoan.html' title='bento-bentoan'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TCGocLFkIEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/AQkGl3dJwYg/s72-c/Photo0382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-2268306165670637543</id><published>2010-06-20T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T16:52:01.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PR fashion#3</title><content type='html'>Uhui,..Pr ke 3...&lt;br /&gt;Maap ya, gak kemana-mana, cuman pergi makan ke mall, jadi cuman pake t-shirt and pants aza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TB3RdNziVVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gInFr8D92DU/s1600/Photo0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TB3RdNziVVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gInFr8D92DU/s320/Photo0379.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484770221059364178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top: British India&lt;br /&gt;Pants: Padini &lt;br /&gt;Sandals: Tangs&lt;br /&gt;Bag: gratis-an dari bos abis beli buku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-2268306165670637543?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2268306165670637543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=2268306165670637543&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/2268306165670637543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/2268306165670637543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/06/pr-fashion3.html' title='PR fashion#3'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TB3RdNziVVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gInFr8D92DU/s72-c/Photo0379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-7806475190296568698</id><published>2010-06-17T16:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:15:51.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm snacking.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TBnj89WYojI/AAAAAAAAAG8/h5A7f56XfgQ/s1600/Photo0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TBnj89WYojI/AAAAAAAAAG8/h5A7f56XfgQ/s320/Photo0378.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483664657700397618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TBnj8O7dooI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X9LLEmB9j7s/s1600/Photo0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TBnj8O7dooI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X9LLEmB9j7s/s320/Photo0377.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483664645239448194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hauahahauhaa....enak lohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerita nya si Willie ini (namanya kayak karakternya Jhonny Deep di "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory", Willie Wonka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo mau tau profile Willie dan cerita terlengkap (yg pernah gue temui) process nya dari pohon coklat ampe coklat block..bisa dilihat di website nya &lt;a href="http://www.williescacao.com"&gt;www.williescacao.com&lt;/a&gt;. *websitenya keren*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 box itu isinya 2 keping, individually wrapped with gold foil. Menurut tulisan di packingan nya, coklat ini bener2 gak ada campuran bahan-bahan lain selain; cocoa mass, cocoa butter and cuban raw cane sugar. No.71 itu artinya kandungan cocoa nya 71%. Hmmm,...udah 4 hari nich, gue di kantor kalo sore2 ngeluarin 1 pack, break into 4 pcs, trus dinikmati sambil ngopi,...mmmm,....*maklum lagi gak ada bos*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut gue, coklat ini rasanya paling &lt;em&gt;clean&lt;/em&gt; dibanding coklat-coklat lain yg pernah gue makan. Betul-betul cuman berasa coklat nya dan gak ada &lt;em&gt;bad-after taste&lt;/em&gt; dan setelah makan, langsung berasa &lt;em&gt;warm&lt;/em&gt;; terasa efeknya menghangatkan tenggorokan,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue kedengeran ttg si Willie ini pas nonton acara BBC documentary yg bercerita ttg perkebunan dia dan proses dia set-up pabrik coklatnya dll. Jadi pas gue nemu end-productnya di Jones, wah,..langsung penasaran nyobain dech. &lt;br /&gt;Gak nyesel juga spend agak mahal buat coklatnya..(kalo gak salah inget sekitar $11.90/pack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buat yg chocoholics, silahkan dicoba....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-7806475190296568698?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7806475190296568698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=7806475190296568698&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7806475190296568698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7806475190296568698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-snacking.html' title='I&apos;m snacking.....'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TBnj89WYojI/AAAAAAAAAG8/h5A7f56XfgQ/s72-c/Photo0378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-7783330124746863707</id><published>2010-06-13T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T18:01:05.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PR fashion #2</title><content type='html'>Tema kali ini setrip-setrip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TBSqYruntmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/m2QMT-0rB-I/s1600/Photo0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TBSqYruntmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/m2QMT-0rB-I/s320/Photo0375.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482193987448583778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken by Shirley. Thanks Shir. &lt;br /&gt;Top: Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;Bottom: Lver&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: Aldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, gue gak gitu suka kombinasi yg ini, secara setelah difoto ternyata baru kelihatan kalo the pants demanded high heels. Kalo cuman pake low heels kayak gini, length pants nya bikin g lebih pendek. Bener gak temen2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue sampe weekend ini masih mencoba pake setrip2 for alternative outfit...hmm,..tapi kyknya gak sempet diupload, karena internet rumah lagi rusak, ini aja gue upload dari starbucks. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-7783330124746863707?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7783330124746863707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=7783330124746863707&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7783330124746863707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7783330124746863707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/06/pr-fasion-2.html' title='PR fashion #2'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TBSqYruntmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/m2QMT-0rB-I/s72-c/Photo0375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6173032902156558955</id><published>2010-06-08T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:18:04.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siap punya anak?</title><content type='html'>Kamis sampe senin kemaren, cici gue beserta rombongan nya dateng buat berkunjung dan jalan-jalan. Cerita lengkapnya di baca di blog &lt;a href="http://momlunajovann.blogspot.com"&gt;Journal Mommy &lt;/a&gt;aja yach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue memang udah kangen banget ama ponakan2 gue yg lucu2, lincah2 dan pinter ngomong tapi dulu setiap kali gue mengunjungi mereka, pasti ada baby sister atau mbak; jadi gak pernah full time gue bantuin cici gue ngejagain mereka. Dalam trip kemarin, cici gue mmg dateng ke sing, karena gue bakal bisa bantuin jagain mereka di sing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada beberapa pelajaran yg gue ambil dari trip kemaren ttg child-rearing;&lt;br /&gt;Punya anak itu kudu punya juga;(dengan urutan kepentingan menurut gue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lot of patience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak ngambek gak tau sebab musabab; nangis kejer selama 15 menit di pertokoan yg penuh dengan pengunjung dan diliatin org. &lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak nangis minta sesuatu; dan permintaan nya itu susah (almost impossible) untuk dipenuhi&lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak gak mau/gak bisa untuk memahami situasi saat ini dan keras kepala gak bisa di-baikin dengan disayang&lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak kecil ngambek dan menjerit2 di bus yg penuh sesak dan loe duduk cuman separuh dari kursi karena harus sharing dgn si anak gede yg tertidur di lengan loe yg satu lagi.&lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak perlu pipis di stasiun kereta yg kebetulan gak ada public toilet nya! dan baru bilang 30 detik sebelum dia kebelet!&lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak perlu pipis/poop setiap 4 jam sekali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lot of stamina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak lelah dan ketiduran di gendongan loe, di dalam bus yg penuh dengan org (untung nya dalam kasus kita, kita dapet tempat duduk)&lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak capek jalan seharian dan minta digendong, padahal doi udah seberat karung berlian (sayang nya gak bisa digadai-in berlian nya)&lt;br /&gt;- di saat kita udah capek abis jalan seharian dan si anak masih ON jam 10 malem dan belum mandi&lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak masih full power dan lari-larian di mall/kebun binatang/theme park yg penuh org (dia lebih gesit dan tentunya lebih enteng 30 kilo daripada loe!)&lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak bangun tengah malem karena dia ngompol/mimpi buruk/haus dan udah bangun lagi jam 6 pagi seger buger! dan loe yg cuman tidur 4 jam dan harus bersiap2 untuk a full day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lot of dough (money)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- di saat si anak laper setiap 3 jam sekali dan haus setiap 2 jam sekali dan cuaca panas terik (sempet duduk di emperan toko 7-eleven makan bakpao!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua di atas itu dikali 3 dalam kasus trip cici gue.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I scare you? hahahahhaa....gak niat begitu, cuman ini memang sedikit reality check buat gue juga, kalo punya anak itu gak gampang dan gak cuman yg indah2 aja. Memang reward nya itu sangat memuaskan hati (gue assume kalo semua parent/grandparent/auntie/uncle pasti sayang anak/cucu/ponakan mereka; jadi gue skip &lt;strong&gt;"a lot of love" &lt;/strong&gt; tapi tetep harus di-supply dengan 3 "a-lot" di atas itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini pun gue bantuin cici gue cuman during the day, maksud nya gue gak bantuin mandiin, pas tidur,dll cuman pas pergi aja. Kayaknya memang Tuhan mengerti kalo gue belum punya cukup "a-lot" di atas itu, jadi belum dikasih jodoh supaya bisa berkembang biak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi pas mereka udah pulang, kangen juga secara rumah gue langsung sepi banget; gak ada yg bisa dicium2 lagi, dipeluk2 lagi dan kamar gue bakal gak wangi baby lagi deh besok. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6173032902156558955?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6173032902156558955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6173032902156558955&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6173032902156558955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6173032902156558955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/06/siap-punya-anak.html' title='Siap punya anak?'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5661773234639031596</id><published>2010-06-07T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T00:29:02.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PR fashion #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TAvJmXqF8bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OncZZF0BsEA/s1600/Photo0371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TAvJmXqF8bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OncZZF0BsEA/s320/Photo0371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479695032649118130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maap telat posting. &lt;br /&gt;Ini outfit yg tema nya "floral" &lt;br /&gt;kombinasi nya ini karena hari itu lagi jalan2 keliling singapore sama cici gue + family yg gue harus ikut jagain ponakan2 gue yg lincah2...tadinya gue emang berpikir weather vs practicality dengan celana pendek putih. Pro weather karena cuaca lagi panas. Kontra practicality karena jalan ama anak2 lebih besar chance nya ada "kecelakaan". &lt;br /&gt;tapi akhirnya gue pake juga dan tidak ada "kecelakaan",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top floral: $10 (beli di flea market)&lt;br /&gt;White tank top: kyknya M&amp;S (lupa)&lt;br /&gt;White pants: $19 (bossini)&lt;br /&gt;Sandal: $29 (Tangs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5661773234639031596?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5661773234639031596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5661773234639031596&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5661773234639031596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5661773234639031596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/06/pr-fashion-1.html' title='PR fashion #1'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/TAvJmXqF8bI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OncZZF0BsEA/s72-c/Photo0371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-7444518709340085673</id><published>2010-05-16T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T23:03:16.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>komentar aneh</title><content type='html'>"Hey, you look like my teacher"&lt;br /&gt;kata bartender di salah satu bar yg hip di kota singa ke seorang customer yg kontan berpikir "kalo student nya aja jadi bartender, teachernya ... drunken master????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: customer nya gue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-7444518709340085673?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7444518709340085673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=7444518709340085673&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7444518709340085673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7444518709340085673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/05/komentar-aneh.html' title='komentar aneh'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8757000534434089494</id><published>2010-05-13T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:58:58.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ditusuk!</title><content type='html'>hehehehhee,.....maap ya kalo judulnya agak lebay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceritanya kemaren2 lagi stiff neck alias salah bantal; kejadian nya sih gak pas bangun tidur, malah pas udah selesai mandi, lagi stretching" (alias ngulet2 kyk cacing kepanasan), tiba-tiba....KREEGGG....O ou.....&lt;br /&gt;Pas kejadian gak gitu berasa, udah nyampe kantor, koq makin sakit yak, trus akhirnya bener2 gak bisa nengok kiri-kanan sama sekali,...&lt;br /&gt;Leher gue kayak dipake in alat stabilisasi fotografi abad ke 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(intermezzo: kalo ada yg pernah baca komik Elexmedia judulnya Little New York yg cerita nya ada ceweq tomboi jepang yg jadi western photographer. Nah, karena teknologi fotografi masih baru banget, orang2 yg di foto bener2 gak boleh bergerak biar gak blur. Ada alat yg kayak floor lamp ujungnya capit gitu untuk megangin leher/kepala supaya gak gerak. Intermezzo selesai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang kantor, gue langsung ngacir ke tempat pijet andalan; selesai dipijet ama Xena the warrior princess bermuka ceweq Chinese, sempet berasa lega dikit. &lt;br /&gt;Masih ngantor spt biasa besok nya, tapi tetep berasa kaku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, ternyata bangun tidur hari ke-3, koq gue jadi migraine! sakit kepala banget. &lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya bilang bos, MC, trus ke Raffles hospital, bikin appointment di TCM (Traditional Chinese Medicine) buat akupunktur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa akupunktur? karena gue pikir, ini masalah otot gitu yg kalo ke dokter bisa apa ya? dikasih obat doank palingan, dan disuruh physiotherapy kali ya? kelamaan....hahaha...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ketemu sama physician di TCM Raffles, di suruh duduk di kursi pijet (kursinya khusus buat pijet punya, jadi duduknya straddle si kursi). Sin-she nya bilang, ini leher kamu bentuknya agak gak bener nih, *DEG*, mungkin slipped disc, *DEG DEG*, coba kamu pergi MRI *DEG DEG DEG* adduhhh,...moga-moga gak slipped disc deh...&lt;br /&gt;Sama Sin-she langsung di cep..cep..cep...(6 jarum) kiri 3, kanan 3, leher gue. Rasanya sih kyk digigit semut lah. Trus dibilang, jangan bergerak selama 15 menit. Gak berasa apa2 sih, kecuali kalo gue bergerak, trus berasa ototnya nyengol di jarum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah 15 menit, jarum nya dicabut, trus disuruh minum air hangat. Abis itu, di-accupressure ama si Physician/Sin She. Weleh, leher gue di pijet lagi. Digerus2 pake lengan nya dia (yg super duper kuat bok, walaupun kyknya dia udah 60-an gitu). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas gue bilang, agak keleyengan; dia suruh gue tiduran dulu di bench, dan dikasih lampu penghangat (mirip lampu buat ngangetin telor ayam,..hahaha) di atas perut gue. Setelah 10 menit, lanjut lagi accupressure nya,...dia bilang otot gue kyknya udah kelamaan kaku nya, jadi ini kayak puncak nya gitu deh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai dipijet-pijet, langsung bisa nengok kiri kanan atas bawah!! *senangnya*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah selesai treatment, gue nebus obat. Obatnya, kata Sin She, buat detox; dikasih buat 7 hari. Gile,..obatnya 21 sachets!!per 1 porsi!! Sachetnya sih kecil-kecil, kyk 5-10 gram per sachet, tapi jadinya bener2 item! dan bau obat chinese banget!..Ack,..minumnya ampe eneg..mana mahal pula!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhuhu....mudah-mudahan cepet bener deh nich leher....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8757000534434089494?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8757000534434089494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8757000534434089494&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8757000534434089494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8757000534434089494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/05/ditusuk.html' title='ditusuk!'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-3741658578246230851</id><published>2010-03-11T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T10:53:06.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at BKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;with thanks to Beyond the Sea-by Robbie Williams for the inspiration song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere, at B-K-E&lt;br /&gt;Standing in one ninety&lt;br /&gt;Its eight forty adn jam as well&lt;br /&gt;and on top of it, its raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere, at B-K-E&lt;br /&gt;Not even reach P-I-E, yet&lt;br /&gt;If I could fly, why do I take the bus?&lt;br /&gt;Then straight to my chair, &lt;br /&gt;I'll be sitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its far beyond highway&lt;br /&gt;Its near..hm..not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ref: I know beyond a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I will be so late..so late&lt;br /&gt;Can't call to say I'm late&lt;br /&gt;Becoz? didn't bring the phone&lt;br /&gt;grumpy he will be, my dearest boss&lt;br /&gt;hope he will be in, later than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat ref&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So late..gonna be so late...(repeat)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-3741658578246230851?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3741658578246230851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=3741658578246230851&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3741658578246230851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3741658578246230851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/03/at-bke.html' title='at BKE'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-3363201171019447654</id><published>2010-02-28T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:19:35.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spa...spa...</title><content type='html'>Dalam rangka memperbaiki mood, mari kita mengingat hal-hal yg menyenangkan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desember tahun lalu, si bos ngasih hadiah voucher Spa di &lt;a href="http://www.spabotanica.com"&gt;spa botanica&lt;/a&gt;; agak kaget juga nerima nya karena hanya daku yg menerima ini..(ciahhh)... gue tebak sih ini apresiasi karena gue udah ngurusin pindahan kantor ke alamat baru dengan short notice banget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Background info: gedung kantor kita yg lama, dimiliki oleh pemerintah; landlord kita nyewa 1 gedung itu dari pemerintah dan disewain lagi ke tenants (kita-kita ini). Tapi landlord itu kyknya kesulitan uang atau gimana, jadi dia nggak bayar uang sewa ke pemerintah untuk gedung itu. Diusir lah kita sama pemerintah dari gedung itu. Kita cuma punya waktu 30 hari untuk mengosongkan gedung.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena itu, kita kudu nyari kantor baru dengan segera. Kebetulan lagi hoki, dapet lah tempat di gedung lain, yg menurut gue gedung ini lebih baik di semua hal (lokasi, fasilitas,security) daripada gedung yg lama. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rent&lt;/span&gt; nya lebih murah lagi! Pindahlah kita dengan waktu planning yg cuman 2 minggu-an!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena gue tau spa ini lumayan exclusive, g sayang banget mau pake vouchernya; tapi pengeenn...hahaha...akhirnya seminggu sebelum sincia, pas kebetulan lagi masa-masa stress, gue bikin appointment utk ke sana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas hari minggu, pergilah gue ke sentosa (where Spa Botanica is).&lt;br /&gt;Vouchernya nggak dikasih tau harga berapa, tapi ada pilihan treatment choices yg bisa dipake. Karena gue milihnya yg hot-stone massage (agak sedikit lebih mahal), gue harus top up bedanya. Sedikit sih, cuma $12. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas sampe di Spa nya, ternyata dia berada di gedung sendiri, jadi kayak villa 2 tingkat gitu. Setelah registrasi dan isi questioner (apakah kamu hamil, makan obat tertentu,dll) receptionistnya ajak gue muter-muter sedikit untuk memperkenalkan fasilitas spa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di receptionist ada toko kecil jual produk2nya spa botanica; sabun, scrub, lotion dll. Keluar dari receptionist, ada courtyard dengan kolam renang kecil (kira-kira 3x12x2m). Di sebelah kanan kolam renang ada bisto/resto kecil. Di sebelah kiri kolam renang, dibatasi sama pohon-pohon, ada spa garden. Spa garden nya ini ada kolam kecil yg disediakan dengan floating mat; jadi kita bisa berleyeh-leyeh sambil ngambang di kolam gitu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sebrang nya floating pool, ada mud pool. Di area ini ada pot gede berdiameter 1 mtr isinya lumpur halus, yg bisa dilumurin ke badan, tungguin ampe kering sambil duduk-duduk di pinggir kolam cetek (30 cm), trus dibilas di outdoor shower stall; bukannya kolam yg isinya mud kyk kubangan badak gitu! &lt;br /&gt;Floating dan mud pool nya ini ada 2 set. 1 set untuk unisex, dan 1 lagi untuk ladies only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus, gue ditunjukin ke gedung spa-nya, yg juga area locker, toilets, indoor jacuzzi, dan shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas udah taro tas, ganti baju, dll, terapis gue jemput untuk ke treatment room nya. Di dalam ruangan nya udah ada kayak tub isinya batu-batu kecil (yg bisa digenggam) direndam di air hangat dan air dingin. &lt;br /&gt;Tujuan nya gantian pake batu hangat dan batu dingin untuk pijat katanya untuk memperlancar peredaran darah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama-tama disuruh tengkurap di treatment bench, pijat ringan, terus disuruh telentang dan duduk. Saat gue duduk, dia aturin batu-batu di bench nya, jadi pas gue terlentang lagi, gue tiduran di atas batu-batu hangat itu, yg posisinya di sepanjang spine. Enak loh! ngak sakit dan comfortable koq. Karena memang pada dasarnya spine kita curved khan. Kalo misalnya kita terlentang di lantai pasti ada sedikit space antara spine dengan lantai nya. Kalo kita angkat kaki (sampe telapak menginjak lantai) atau ngasih bantal di bawah lutut baru spine kita nempel ke lantai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama terlentang dengan hot stones nya itu di punggung gue, mulai deh pijitnya dari kaki, trus tangan, trus kepala. Pijitnya pake aromatherapy oil, trus pake hot stone nya untuk pijet. (Sempet kepikiran jadi kayak bumbu gado-gado, diulek pake batu,..hihihihihih) Baru setelah itu, duduk lagi, batu-batunya diangkat, terlungkup di bench dan pijit bagian punggung. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah seger di pijet, gue ganti baju renang..hihihi...berenang deh sekitar 30 menit. Trus leyeh-leyeh di pinggir kolam, sambil baca buku + .....lunch. Nyuam nyuam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis lunch, masih nggak mau rugi, nyobain mud pool nya. Weehhh....abis bilas mud nya, rasanya kulitnya haaalluuusss banget...hihihi...(narsis). Mau nyobain floating pool nya, setelah melayang-layang 2 detik, nggak comfy. Jadinya duduk lagi di pinggir kolam untuk ngabisin baca buku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah kering, akhirnya masuk ke locker, untuk keramas dan mandi. Nyesel juga waktu itu nggak nyobain jacuzzi nya juga. Next time! hahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;Setelah mandi, di lockernya itu ternyata disediain alat pemeras baju renang! wuih, gue demen banget ni alat. Bentuknya kotak kecil gitu, 20x20x30cm, begitu dibuka tutupnya, di dalamnya ada kayak sieve (saringan) yg cuman buat muat baju renang 1 set. Masukin baju renang, tutup, trus tekan tutup nya. Di dalam, saringan nya itu muter kayak mesin cuci/salad spinner. &lt;br /&gt;5 detik kemudian, baju renang nya kering deh. Nggak kering-kering banget, tapi yg pasti udah nggak ada air, jadi bawa pulang nggak berat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis dandan, dll;akhirnya harus pulang juga deh. Naek bus shuttle gratis balik ke Vivo City. Total time spent in spa: 5 jam! hahahahhahahahhaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapan ya bisa pergi lagi......hihihi...ada yg mau ikut?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-3363201171019447654?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3363201171019447654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=3363201171019447654&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3363201171019447654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3363201171019447654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/02/spaspa.html' title='spa...spa...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-566763564462381987</id><published>2010-02-27T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T02:22:13.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lagi-lagi...</title><content type='html'>Maap sebelumnya kalo posting gue yg ini bakal tema-nya "bete" lagi; seperti yg mungkin bisa diduga, faktor PMS jadi pendorong posting beberapa hari ini. Silahkan di lewatin posting ini, kalo mood loe lagi seneng dan happy, do keep it that way and I'm happy with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Lagi pengen curhat aja......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiap jumat, di ktr ada Friday Morning Tea; istilah keren kegiatan kongkow-kongkow sambil breakfast setiap jumat. &lt;br /&gt;Tujuan nya untuk sharing dgn temen-temen sekantor kalo misalnya ada yg baru balik dari projek, balik dari liburan dan sempet jeprat-jepret gedung atau kota yg menarik atau apa aja yg temanya sosialisasi dan nggak harus tentang kerjaan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumat ini, gue rencana mau ngocok (kayak arisan) undian isi dari gift hamper. Chinese New Year kemaren ini, kantor kita nerima hamper dari kontraktor. Cuma satu hamper, tapi isinya macem-macem; ada cognac, wine, bird's nest dll; cukup untuk masing-masing org dapet 1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selasa/rabu kemaren, salah satu colleague gue (kita namain si A) udah mau buka bungkusan bird nest, trus gue bilang; "Actually, I planned to do raffle ticket on friday" &lt;br /&gt;hamper taon kemaren pun kita undi gitu. Dan si A jadi nggak buka bungkusan nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pagi, gue udah siapin isi hamper itu plus kertas kosong buat nulis masing-masing gift itu buat dikocok. &lt;br /&gt;Pas gue lagi siap2, colleague gue (sebutlah si B) ngedeketin meja, trus ngambil bungkusan bird's nest dan nanya ke gue di depan temen-temen sekantor "Can I have this for my wife?" *sambil liat ke gue dengan pede kalo g bakal bilang iya*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;komplikasinya begini, si B ini istrinya sedang hamil muda, dan si B cerita ke gue kalo istrinya ini badannya lemah jadi harus dijaga; mana hamil anak pertama pula. Dan si B cuman ngasih tau gue di kantor karena dia bakal sering ke dokter, dll dan mau gue ngerti (baca: mendukung dengan cara; 1.mengijinkan keluar kantor dengan mudah, 2. cover up kalo dicariin bos); bukan berarti kalo si B ini pemalas, dia termasuk pekerja keras juga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas si B nanya ke gue gitu, gue dengan reflex bilang "Yeah, sure". Mulut lebih cepet daripada otak. Karena di pikiran gue, tetep mau gue undi, dan kalo si B ngak dapet bird's nest, dia bisa exchange dengan siapa yg dapet. &lt;br /&gt;Gue sambungin lagi "Actually, I was thinking of doing raffle ticket for it" Sampe sini mestinya si B ngerti donk maksud gue? &lt;br /&gt;tapi ternyata dia malah bilang "Hm, I think there are 3 bottles in here" Maksud nya si B, dia cuman mau ngambil 1 botol buat istrinya. &lt;br /&gt;Abis itu, gue kudu ke pantry bentar, dan gue tinggal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus terang, gue udah mulai bete saat itu, karena kadang si B ini bisa "bossy" banget kalo memang itu menguntungkan dia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada colleague gue (ce) yg tadinya nyaranin kalo 3 botol bird's nest itu dibagi2 buat anak-anak ceweq di kantor; yg jumlahnya cuman 3. Akhirnya pas gue di pantry, colleague gue ini masuk dan bilang "shall I put this one bottle at your desk, Nancy?" baik banget yach, dia masih membela gue dan nyimpenin satu botol itu buat gue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah kejadian itu, gue balik lagi ke meeting room, dan gue bilang ke anak-anak kalo mereka ambil apa yg mereka mau aja lah, ya udah dimulai dengan bird's nest itu, gue udah males dan illfil untuk nerusin mengundi sisanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si A nanya "oh, so we are not going to do raffle anymore? wow, its going to be a fight for these stuff" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue sbnrnya agak gak enak ati sama si A, karena gue tau dia memang mau bird's nest itu juga, dan setau dia, gue bilang "nggak" ke dia, dan bilang "iya" ke B. ini salah gue; dan juga untuk tidak tegasin ke si B. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yah kalo gue bilang ke si B ngak boleh, dia bakal pikir gue heartless-cold-bi***h banget donk? khan gue udah tau istrinya lagi hamil muda dan lemah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh,..kyknya senin pgn gue kasih itu birds nest ke si A aja deh; kalo gue mau, tinggal beli di toko (jangan kayak org susah gitu yee...)&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ntar colleague g yg ceweq itu merasa tersinggung gak ya? seakan-akan g gak menghargai effort-nya dia membela gue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pusing.........ada saran, teman-teman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ironisnya....si A dan si B bergaji 2 dan 4 kali lipat dari gaji gue........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-566763564462381987?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/566763564462381987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=566763564462381987&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/566763564462381987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/566763564462381987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/02/lagi-lagi.html' title='lagi-lagi...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6845910192103439307</id><published>2010-02-25T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:28:58.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kejadian di pagi hari</title><content type='html'>ada cerita mirip ama ceritanya &lt;a href="http://pink-buble.blogspot.com/2010/02/betina-aneh.html"&gt;elrica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya tadi pagi naek bis mau ke kantor. Emang pas gue naek, udah lumayan penuh, pas gue duduk di deretan paling belakang, kursi tengah. Di samping kanan gue, tempat duduk udah full, kiri gue ada ceweq duduk, dan kursi pojokan sebelah kiri nya dia kosong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kursi pojokan itu kursi kosong terakhir di bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah gue duduk, masih ada ceweq yg naek bus dan mau duduk, si ceweq sebelah kiri gue ini bilang; "ah, I am waiting for my friend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahaha,.....gile,..kursi public bus bisa di-reserve coba!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6845910192103439307?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6845910192103439307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6845910192103439307&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6845910192103439307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6845910192103439307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/02/kejadian-di-pagi-hari.html' title='Kejadian di pagi hari'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6748450894076655814</id><published>2010-02-23T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:17:12.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made in Indonesia</title><content type='html'>Ceritanya, punya celana mereknya "The E****tive" (kalo yg sering belanja baju kerja pasti kenal deh ama brand ini)...kl gak salah nih, ini merek asli 100% made in Indonesia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena di sing, negara nya kecil banget, ada ancaman kemana-mana bakal ketemu yg pake baju/sepatu sama kayak yg kita punya. Jelas aja toh? yg mampu-nya naek BMW (Bus, Mrt, Walk) pasti mampu beli bajunya cuma dari toko-toko kelas harga tertentu; dan ini kalangan yg warganya paling banyak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makanya gue mulai, kalo misalnya pulang indo, pasti nyari-nyari bajunya yg merek-mereknya nggak terdapat di sing, biar beda dikit, dan ternyata merek "The E****tive" ini lumayan nyaman, modis dan pas banget potongan pattern nya ama badan g. &lt;br /&gt;Bukan niat promosi nich, tapi memang kadang susah khan nyari baju bikinan masal yg pas di badan; ada yg kesempitan di pinggul kebawah, atau terlalu longgar di atas, etc etc,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, setahun lalu pas pulang, sempet belanja ke The E****tive, beli beberapa baju + celana; entah kesambit apa waktu nyoba, belinya ukuran celana yg bener-bener ngepas banget. Setelah jalan beberapa bulan, naek donk beberapa kilo..kalo di-ibaratkan dari gitar jadi buah pir,....xixixi.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan si celana ini jadi tambah sempit!! jelas banget jahitan nya udah ketarik max! pakenya pun harus sambil tahan napas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadau,...tiap kali kalo misalnya gue pake celana ini, jadi nyadar diri; kagak duduk lama-lama, dan duduknya pun jadi hati-hati, takut si jahitan kalah ama lemak!&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ternyata made in Indonesia canggih juga loh! sampe sekarang itu celana masih awet, lubang-lubang jahitan nya nggak tambah gede; jahitan nya masih rapih, benang nya nggak &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;frayed&lt;/span&gt;walaupun udah berkali-kali gue pake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohohho,....not bad yach...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6748450894076655814?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6748450894076655814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6748450894076655814&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6748450894076655814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6748450894076655814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/02/made-in-indonesia.html' title='Made in Indonesia'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8351958931730978686</id><published>2010-01-25T23:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:08:38.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>siang siang bikin panas</title><content type='html'>haduh, maap, udah lama banget kagak ngeblog...padahal udah di-draft, tapi tetep saking kelamaan, tu draft udah basi dan berjamur! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cerita ttg libur christmas dan happy new year nya yg taon depan aja deh yaa...Gong Xi Fat Chai (buat yg merayakan) dan Happy Valentine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini mau cerita ttg kejadian tadi siang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekitar jam 12-an gitu gue keluar kantor, mau ke bank,beli cemilan, pesen stationery, dll. Selesai urusan, gue nyetop taksi lagi buat balik ke kantor. Begitu udah gue selesai bilang ke si uncle taxi gue mau kemana, dia nggak jawab iya atau nggak, maen jalan aja. Baru jalan 1 detik, dia nanya ke gue;&lt;br /&gt;TU (taxi uncle); You got food with you? Duck is it? *nadanya rada nyolot*&lt;br /&gt;G (gue); &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dengan agak binggung&lt;/span&gt; Ah, no uncle, its cookies only. &lt;br /&gt;TU: Oh! you know, some ppl like to complain that the taxi is smelly so I have to spray it with the air freshener *sambil ngasih liat gue air freshener Dettol; tetep dengan nada nyolot*&lt;br /&gt;G: oh is that so? well, you should tell them to go buy their own car; since a cab is considered public transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;udah mulai bete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TU: Yeah *gelagapan* but, you know lah ppl here like to complain complain, we are a dictatorian country&lt;br /&gt;G: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gue cuman hmmm....ooohhh...aahhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;udah nggak berapa lama, dia nanya lagi.&lt;/span&gt;.TU: How old are you? &lt;br /&gt;G: eerrmmmm,...&lt;br /&gt;TU: 30, is it? you look 30.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;duueeennggg...tambah bete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: no lah uncle, not yet 30. *walaupun sambil cengar-cengir, dalam hati udah gedek*&lt;br /&gt;TU: How many children?&lt;br /&gt;G; No children yet, still single&lt;br /&gt;TU: Ha? no children yet? you know that women past the age of 35 will have a 70% of chance their children must be something wrong one, only 30% will be normal. I know. My relative is a gynocologist, he said so. *dengan nada pede jaya*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gue sih nggak mikir dia salah, cuman kagak mau berdebat aje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: oh, is it?&lt;br /&gt;TU: Yes!, I have 2 kids. My sons. *sambil ngibas-ngibas beberapa lembar foto ke arah gue*&lt;br /&gt;G: Oh ya? *sambil ngambil untuk kesopanan semata* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;abis liat poto-poto yg menurut gue print-an nya agak mencurigakan (kayak tipe cardboard majalah yg glossy)&lt;/span&gt; G: Oh, your children are studying in the US? *sambil balikin foto*&lt;br /&gt;TU: Yes, my eldest son is studying mathematical chemistry, my younger son is studying mathematical Physics (gue kagak tau deh beneran ada ngak subject kayak gitu)&lt;br /&gt;TU: Mathematics is the key to all other subjects. If you are good at mathematics, you can be good at all other things, financials,etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lagi, gue ngak bilang dia salah, tapi gue udah mulai irritated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TU: you don't like mathematics is it? I always tell my children that they got to get someone with a good gene, otherwise it will be no good.&lt;br /&gt;G: not that I don't like it, I like counting money,..haha...*mencoba bercanda walau bete* but I guess I like a more social subject *somehow mencoba membela kelas IPS gue*&lt;br /&gt;TU: No, counting money is different *dgn nada serius* oh, if like that then you can not lah for my sons. Me and my wife are quite intelligent, so our sons are of good genes. I always tell my sons that they have to get someone with good genes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;super duper bete, lagian siapa yg naksir ama anaknya ya? ketawa gue udah mulai garing; sambil berpikir kasian deh anak loe, sampe mesti nyari jodoh diantara penumpang2 taksi loe&lt;/span&gt; *udah mulai kejam*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;somehow, gue tau kadang sopir taksi cuman mau sekedar ngobrol doank, tapi sumpeh deh,..nada nya bikin gue empet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TU: Are you a Christian? &lt;br /&gt;G: Yes, I am.&lt;br /&gt;TU: Ah, you go to the church *lupa nama church nya* and look for *lupa nama anaknya*, the leading guitarist.&lt;br /&gt;G: Oh,..hhmm,...&lt;br /&gt;G: how old are your sons?&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; mencoba membelokkan percakapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TU: My oldest son is in uni, my younger son is in junior college. Go see him at the church. &lt;br /&gt;G: hmmm,....*sambil menghela napas lega, akhirnya nyampe di kantor gue!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;setelah bayar dan minta receipt &lt;/span&gt; TU: Happy New Year! &lt;br /&gt;G: Happy New Year Too&lt;br /&gt;TU: Pull your ear&lt;br /&gt;G: He? *nyengir binggung*&lt;br /&gt;TU: Happy New Year! Pull your ear! *ryhme-ing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK DECH!!! SOPIR TAXI GARINKKK........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: gue bukannya mau ikut-ikutan org cinpur yg complain-complain, tapi mbok ya sopan dikit gitu yak. Nanya nya tuh yg bener2 termasuk kasar gitu dan menurut gue personal banget! example: umur, pendidikan,agama. &lt;br /&gt;gue sih biasanya nggak terlalu be-te kalo diajakin ngobrol ttg hal-hal itu, tapi kata kunci nya ngobrol loh, bukan nya seperti si taxi uncle yg jelas-jelas patronizing dan sedikit mencela. HAIYA! &lt;br /&gt;*tambah curhat jadi tambah be-te*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: the note above is the author's personal impression and recollection of the event, which is not necessarily reflect all conversations/actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8351958931730978686?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8351958931730978686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8351958931730978686&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8351958931730978686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8351958931730978686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2010/01/siang-siang-bikin-panas.html' title='siang siang bikin panas'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1084494434825542989</id><published>2009-12-19T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:48:10.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>avatar</title><content type='html'>Pas lagi males pulang, jadinya ngajak mal sama herlina pergi nonton Avatar. Perginya sih gue agak ragu-ragu juga, nggak ada expektasi ttg film ini, karena setau gue, Avatar itu istilah nya versi komputer kita di dunia maya, jadinya agak kurang yakin dengan film science fiction ini. Tapi karena denger review dari radio yg lumayan menarik, jadilah kita pergi liat se-keren apa sih Avatar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata,....Keren Sekali!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cerita-nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake Sully , mantan anggota &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;marine&lt;/span&gt; yg cacat dan berkursi roda, dikirim ke planet Pandora, yg memiliki mineral yg dibutuhkan bumi sebagai solusi energi, sebagai "penggerak" Avatar. &lt;br /&gt;Avatar ini adalah tubuh alien yg di"tumbuhkan" dengan mencampur DNA alien dengan DNA manusia yg akan menjadi "penggerak" nya;istilahnya kayak mindahin pikiran kita ke badan yg lain untuk bisa menggerakkan badan itu. &lt;br /&gt;Tujuannya Avatar ini karena udara Pandora ternyata bisa membunuh manusia, sedangkan kalo manusia "memakai" Avatar, mereka bisa bergerak dengan bebas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata Jake ini sukses banget sebagai Avatar dan diterima sebagai salah satu alien. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg tadinya Avatar hanya dipakai untuk tujuan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;research&lt;/span&gt; dan berteman dengan Alien; dengan kesuksesan dan latar belakang Jake, dia jadi mata-mata untuk mempelajari tentang Alien, karena ternyata deposit mineral yg paling besar di planet Pandora terletak di bawah desa klan Na'vi; dan mereka berniat membujuk atau memaksa klan Na'vi untuk pindah dari situ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi semakin Jake mengenal dan mempelajari cara-cara klan Na'vi, dia jadi semakin menghormati mereka. Pada akhirnya, Jake harus membela satu atau yg lain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut gue, filmnya bagus dari banyak sisi. Karena film ini membahas ke-serakahan, kesombongan dan kadang-kadang kepicikan manusia.Terus juga film ini mengingatkan kita untuk menjaga kelestarian alam. Bayangin hidup di alam yg begitu hijau, rimbun, dan ajaib, terus tiba2 ditebang, dibakar dan dijadikan lahan gersang! Aduh, jadi keinget pernah ada satu artikel di koran tentang pemerintah indonesia "menyewakan" hutan asri di pedalaman mana gitu *nggak inget* untuk dikelola oleh orang-orang yg nggak jelas tujuannya apa, ngeres hati rasanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,..nonton deh AVATAR! gue aja ampe nonton 2 kali! sekali yg 3D, sekali yg biasa. Kalo sempet, pengen lagi kali nih nonton lagi,..hihihihi.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1084494434825542989?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.avatarmovie.com/' title='avatar'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1084494434825542989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1084494434825542989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1084494434825542989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1084494434825542989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar.html' title='avatar'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5509273585879566991</id><published>2009-11-25T17:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:14:38.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PS:...</title><content type='html'>Ini PS buat 4 fingers; ternyata ada website nya bok! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namanya ternyata &lt;a href="http://www.bonchon.com/eng/index.php"&gt;BonChon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi company yg bawa franchise ini ke singapore adalah &lt;a href="http://gimme4fingers.blogspot.com/2009/11/dave-chappelle-in-singapores-newest.html"&gt;4 fingers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf kalo di posting sebelumna ada yg salah-salah sedikit....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5509273585879566991?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5509273585879566991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5509273585879566991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5509273585879566991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5509273585879566991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/11/ps.html' title='PS:...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5918609277866927548</id><published>2009-11-19T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:24:30.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artsy Martsy....</title><content type='html'>hehehe,...judulnya agak gimana gitu ya? ceritanya gue kasih itu karena mau ngebahas event2 yg gue pergiin selama 3 bulan terakhir ini (di tumpuk jadi satu aja deh yaa..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12 October 09: nonton &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casablanca_(film)"&gt;Casablanca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casablanca ini film klasik yg masih hitam putih; cerita lengkapnya dibaca di link nya aja ya. Yg menarik selain filmnya sendiri, lokasi tempat kita nonton nya, yaitu di Singapore Botanic Garden, alias kita nonton ala layar tancap. Sebenarnya nggak beda jauh sama yg nonton layar tancap di Indo; gratis, nontonnya rame-rame, di lapangan terbuka, filmnya di layar lebar. Bedanya kalo yg di Indo nonton nya sambil makan kacang goreng dan minum teh manis hangat; kalo yg ini makannya pake salad dan minum wine. hehehehhee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;27 October 09, nonton &lt;a href="http://www.esplanade.com/whats_on/programme_info/an_evening_with_paloma_herrera/index.jsp"&gt;"An Evening with Paloma Herrera"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paloma Herrera ini adalah principal dancer dari ABT (American Ballet Theatre); dan doi nari bersama 15 dancer lain, yg semuanya adalah principal dancer atau soloist di group ballet yg juga nggak kalah levelnya sama ABT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There is nothing that I can say in words of the BRILLIANCE of the performance, the SUPERB technique and MARVELOUS mime and musicality of the dancers. &lt;/span&gt; beneran! gue sama gogon sampe &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;speechless&lt;/span&gt;, nonton &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dance after dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; executed with effortless grace and perfect timing &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Although I am no longer actively dancing, but there is still something about ballet that pulls at my heart strings every time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneran nggak bisa diungkapkan dengan kata-kata deh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;19 November 09, nonton &lt;a href="http://www.original.com.sg/maksim/maksim.htm"&gt;Maksim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!...yg ini bapak-bapak dan ibu-ibu, kita udah beli tiketnya sejak dijual di internet (kira-kira 2 bulan sebelumnya). Lumayan agak mahal ($61 yg paling murah) tapi ini MAKSIM gitu loh! Gue inget pertama kali gue terkesima banget dengerin dia main &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h6A-JYbu1Os"&gt;"the flight of the Bumblebee"&lt;/a&gt;, gile gue pikir ni orang cepet banget maen piano nya! tapi ternyata dia juga bisa maen yg slow, romantis kayak &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkKue_MEnkk&amp;feature=fvw"&gt;Somewhere in Time&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menurut gue, dengerin Maksim &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;play LIVE is an unforgettable experience&lt;/span&gt;, gue pas pulang di bus sampe sayang ama kuping kalo mesti di-plug untuk dengerin i-pod. Rasanya kuping gue tuh baru di-tune untuk &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sound that's so pure&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo diibaratkan koor, style nya Maksim main piano itu seperti nyanyi 4 suara sekaligus. Gue beneran merasa dia main&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; pieces&lt;/span&gt; nya dan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;aransemen &lt;/span&gt; nya bikin lagu tersebut komplit! Contohnya, dia main lagunya Queen, Bohemian Rhapsody, dia bisa menterjemahkan gitar, vokal dan piano nya sendiri. Kadang gue masih merasa kalo piano dimain in sendiri suka kurang temen, tapi Maksim (saking cepetnya tu tangan!) bisa membawa perwakilan suara yg biasanya diisi oleh yg bukan piano, dengan piano. Canggih khan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Entah yg gue ngomongin ini tepat atau tidak, tapi khan persepsi gue yee,ngak napa donk yee...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is wonderful!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5918609277866927548?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5918609277866927548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5918609277866927548&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5918609277866927548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5918609277866927548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/11/artsy-martsy.html' title='Artsy Martsy....'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-2964522276431523022</id><published>2009-11-04T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:08:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hidup ala selebriti...</title><content type='html'>aduh, kangen juga nge-blog lagi setelah lama nggak cerita-ceriti....maap, soalnya lagi sibuk buk buk,..ama urusan kantor,..lagi banyak masalah,..dan butuh perhatian 24-7 (saking banyak dan panjang, bakal mesti 1 posting sendiri- atau malah bisa 2 sampe 3 postingan)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,..skg lagi agak senggang, pengen cerita tadi sore baru pergi ke opening party nya franchise fried chicken "four fingers" di Ion, Orchard. &lt;br /&gt;Darimana dapet undangan nya? temen bos kerja di perusahaan yg membawa franchise ini ke singapore; jadilah gue kecipratan undangan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;private party&lt;/span&gt; ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Facts&lt;/span&gt; yg gue tau mengenai "4 fingers" ini, toko awalnya di New York, ada imigran korea yg bikin saus special untuk&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; fried chicken&lt;/span&gt; nya dan langsung laris manis jadi &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the best fried chicken in New York. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadinya abis pulang kantor, pergilah gue sama colleague gue yg juga temen nya temen si bos,..Nyampe sana, udah rame, full dan berisik banget! unitnya nggak gede-gede banget, paling segede 6 x 4 meter. Dibagi 2 persegi panjang; dapur+ depannya counter, terus sampingnya ada &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;space&lt;/span&gt; kurus panjang yg dipasang meja+tempat duduk buat 8 org + mesin pendingin buat minuman + &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sauce&lt;/span&gt; counter. Kalo diukur dengan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cubicle toilet&lt;/span&gt; di mall, mungkin segede &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;12 cubicles&lt;/span&gt;. Dekor shop nya sendiri dibikin ala New York Subway, jadi wallpapernya custom made grafiti gitu, lampunya ala 1940-an, dan&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; porcelain tiles &lt;/span&gt;hitam putih. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, di space segede gitu, bertumpuklah kira2 50 org, campuran bule, asia dan india asik makan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;chicken wings&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; french fries&lt;/span&gt; dan minum wine. Ketemu sama temen-temen bos yg lain + istrinya bos (bos gue sendiri lagi keluar negri, jadi nggak ikutan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah kita dapet minuman masing2, bbrp saat kemudian muncullah fried chicken wings dalam beberapa saus. Total kalo nggak salah ada 4, tapi yg kita cobain cuman 2 (soy and garlic (kl nggak salah); dan spicy). Enak bo! Garing, Renyah, tapi nggak kering. hmmm,....udah pengen balik lagi sama temen2 gue....enak buat cemilan!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah sejam-an, mulailah bermunculan fotographer2 buat koran/majalah; kena deh jeprat-jepret. &lt;br /&gt;Ini sebenarnya bukan pengalaman pertama gue ikutan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;private party/ opening party&lt;/span&gt;;dll. pas di jakarta juga udah pernah, tapi biasanya lebih banyak dari pihak penyelenggara, baru sejak pindah ke singapore mulai dapet undangan gini gono. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas pulang dari "4 fingers", rasanya "dewasa" banget; (hihihi) rasanya udah mulai masuk ke babak hidup dimana banyak &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;social invitation&lt;/span&gt; yg nggak hanya berputar di sekitar birthday. Soalnya kadang gue masih berasa teenager (hahahahhaa....) terutama di antara bule-bule gitu...kayaknya tuh mereka dewasa banget sedangkan gue koq masih imut2 padahal udah lumayan tua.....hahahahahahhaa.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo ada yg lewat Ion, cobain deh tuh "4 fingers", enak...nggak bo-ong...*promosi dikit, karena udah dikasih makan gratis*...hihihi......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-2964522276431523022?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2964522276431523022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=2964522276431523022&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/2964522276431523022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/2964522276431523022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/11/hidup-ala-selebriti.html' title='hidup ala selebriti...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5055479969580012605</id><published>2009-10-13T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T16:09:42.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all my single friends....;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJmKkU5POA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1AJmKkU5POA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5055479969580012605?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5055479969580012605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5055479969580012605&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5055479969580012605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5055479969580012605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-all-my-single-friends.html' title='To all my single friends....;)'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5437270519772295255</id><published>2009-09-25T17:45:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T10:10:10.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bday...</title><content type='html'>hehehehe..ini posting an yg ke 101! YEAY! dan ini juga posting pertama di umur yg baru! double YEAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya, baru minggu kemaren ngerayain bertambah umur, bertambah cantik (kecipratan narsis dari temen2 blog), bertambah dewasa (semoga bukan harapan gue doank) dan tambah enteng jodoh (kl yg ini harapan bo-nyok)..hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultah kali ini bener-bener berkesan, karena ada surprise2 dari kantor dan temen-temen terchayank..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas jumat (H-1), temen gue bilang ada meeting, pas ke ruang meeting eh, ternyata si bos udah beliin kue buat dipotong rame2...hihihi....ini pertama kalinya si bos beliin kue buat gue (setelah 3 tahun kerja,kejam yach..hahaha...) tapi sebelum-belumnya selalu diajak keluar lunch sekantor sama bos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang kantor, kuliah dulu bentar, trus pergi jemput Fency di airport, dia bakal nginep di rumah gue bbrp hari dalam rangka libur lebaran. Karena pesawat nya nyampe jam 10, dan gue juga baru selesai kelas, jadinya kita blm dinner; mikir2 kemana yg jam segitu masih buka ya. Akhirnya kita ke Clarke Quay. Lucunya, orang-orang sekitar pada necis-necis, soalnya itu daerah clubs and bars gitu, jalan lah 2 anak ceweq yg rada2 kucel sambil &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;drag&lt;/span&gt; koper persis kyk encyclopedia salesgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya setelah makan sosis dan cuci mata dikit, kita pulang deh, nyampe rumah jam 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besok paginya, baru juga ngulet2, blm bangun banget, auntie gue ngetok2 pintu kamar.&lt;br /&gt;Dia bilang "Ada 3 ceweq depan pintu nyari kamu tuh, katanya temen kamu, tapi nggak mau masuk"&lt;br /&gt;Gue bilang "Oh, siapa ya?"&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata pas gue buka pintu, Herlina, Nadia and Gogon bederet kayak patung totem di depan pintu! Buset, gue pikir ni anak2 pada mau foto2 gue sebelum gue mandi kali yak? trus di post di web.&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gue buka pintu dengan berhati2, abis si herlina udah bersiap2 dgn camera nya dia gitu, dan langsung kabur masuk ke living room.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, tapi koq pada nggak mau masuk ya? si gogon akhirnya bilang "dijemput dong!"&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gue keluar lagi ke depan pintu, ternyata mereka udah menyiapkan kue penuh dengan whipped cream dan langsung SPLAT! ke muka gue. Untung reflek gue bagus, langsung minggir jadinya yg kena cuman sebelah muka! Asli gue kaget banget! sampe speechless! Auntie, uncle ama sepupu gue ampe pada ketawa2, sampe tetangga sebelah nonton ama istrinya...buset dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah itu, gue mandi, trus potong kue (mereka menyiapkan 2 kue, 1 yg murahan+whipped cream cuman buat dikorbankan ke muka gue, dan 1 lagi oreo cheesecake buat dimakan).&lt;br /&gt;Ini nich kuenya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr26lP1F5PI/AAAAAAAAADs/MSoB16rMXwk/s1600-h/CIMG1967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385665878472123634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr26lP1F5PI/AAAAAAAAADs/MSoB16rMXwk/s320/CIMG1967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;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;Trus nyanyi2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3FwpUhRZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-R8mjbPCjsg/s1600-h/P1020948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385678168921294226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3FwpUhRZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-R8mjbPCjsg/s320/P1020948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kue &amp;amp; present!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3G5hGvzqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BB-n_MLjAaI/s1600-h/P1020958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385679420846493346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3G5hGvzqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BB-n_MLjAaI/s320/P1020958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3G5JCZx1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/-jIpMy1PdIc/s1600-h/P1020955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385679414385821522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3G5JCZx1I/AAAAAAAAAEU/-jIpMy1PdIc/s320/P1020955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3G4mFDYUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mv1ZvJQ7lRA/s1600-h/P1020953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385679405001695554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3G4mFDYUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/mv1ZvJQ7lRA/s320/P1020953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;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;Present nya sih sbnrnya kotak biru tua dari si "angsa putih", bukan kotak hijau biru juga..hahaha...tapi still...a BIG thank you, girls!! for the present and lovely surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3QtSW0_0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/HVFmw7mvp_0/s1600-h/P1020951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385690205845258050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3QtSW0_0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/HVFmw7mvp_0/s320/P1020951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis makan kue + lunch, kita pergi nonton "the ugly truth", lumayan lucu nih film.&lt;br /&gt;Trus, nadia pergi kuliah, gogon sama herlina pulang dulu, nap. Gue ama Fency pergi jalan2 ke Ion, sekalian kita tea time. hihihi...tea time nya ngemil Takoyaki (adonan terigu bulet2 diisi potongan gurita) sama Taiyaki (pancake jepang bentuk ikan; isinya macem2; ada kacang merah, apel, sosis, jagung dll) kita cobain semua 6 jenis. hihihihi....... seneng deh punya temen gembul juga..hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3MBk4t8AI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fLV_Xfu50vM/s1600-h/CIMG1977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385685056858484738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3MBk4t8AI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fLV_Xfu50vM/s320/CIMG1977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3MA5gX67I/AAAAAAAAAEs/2LhSBd2ogD8/s1600-h/CIMG1976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385685045213653938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3MA5gX67I/AAAAAAAAAEs/2LhSBd2ogD8/s320/CIMG1976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3MATTQBeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/P4fA9ZvVjqM/s1600-h/CIMG1973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385685034958063074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3MATTQBeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/P4fA9ZvVjqM/s320/CIMG1973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abis itu, kita ketemuan buat dinner di melben; nyuam nyuam..dinner nya di melben, karena si fency udah ngeces selama 3 bulan sejak gue post foto2 kepiting terakhir kali..hihihi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OGf0QXoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/G5QEmilmWw0/s1600-h/P1020965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385687340420193922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OGf0QXoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/G5QEmilmWw0/s320/P1020965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OFyjCs2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/hDstwU8Lhzs/s1600-h/P1020973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385687328268399458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OFyjCs2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/hDstwU8Lhzs/s320/P1020973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OFTBCBdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/qNYzL9HOksk/s1600-h/P1020969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385687319804249554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OFTBCBdI/AAAAAAAAAFM/qNYzL9HOksk/s320/P1020969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OE79SfTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QnrOly8IOoU/s1600-h/P1020964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385687313614535986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OE79SfTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QnrOly8IOoU/s320/P1020964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OEUj0ZMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jkSa_xzHAbk/s1600-h/CIMG1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385687303038723266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OEUj0ZMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/jkSa_xzHAbk/s320/CIMG1985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abis dinner, gue, fency dan christin pulang dulu buat mandi trus lanjut clubbing ke Clarke Quay! hahahaha.....gue sama fency sempet maen billiard 1 game, dan gue cuman kalah 1 bola loh! hahaha...kemajuan banget nich dibandingin 3 tahun yg lalu maen ama fency juga..walaupun untuk nyelesai in 1 game itu hampir 45 menit! hahaha.....&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/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OoX2ZsXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xrjtBYd3hcE/s1600-h/CIMG1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385687922397262194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3OoX2ZsXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/xrjtBYd3hcE/s320/CIMG1994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3On7vwswI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7hDJsrQ5ywo/s1600-h/CIMG1989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385687914853217026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr3On7vwswI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7hDJsrQ5ywo/s320/CIMG1989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah bakar lemak dengan ajojing, pulang deh jam 2-an...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini merupakan the best birthday I remember dan I will remember for ever. Love you girls, muach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5437270519772295255?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5437270519772295255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5437270519772295255&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5437270519772295255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5437270519772295255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/09/bday.html' title='bday...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Sr26lP1F5PI/AAAAAAAAADs/MSoB16rMXwk/s72-c/CIMG1967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6805431018948975262</id><published>2009-09-06T14:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T15:06:27.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What have I achieve?</title><content type='html'>*lagi introspeksi + sedikit mendisiplin kan diri mode* ceritanya dalam rangka menjelang peringatan bertambah dewasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pemicu nya ini sebenarnya ketika temen gue ada yg announce kalo mereka (partner) buka usaha sendiri. Mereka ini temen-temen kuliah gue yg lulusnya barengan sama gue. Pas mereka bilang begitu, gue sempat merasa "tersikut" sedikit...."Wah, canggih banget yach, udah bisa buka usaha sendiri"... gitu pikir gue.&lt;br /&gt;Dlm topik ini, gue udah nerima kalo kecil kemungkinan nya gue buka usaha sendiri. Bukan karena kenapa2, tapi dalam dunia ini nggak semua org bisa jadi bos toh? dan gue udah mengenali kalo gue lebih bisa menjadi karyawan yg baik daripada bos yg baik. &lt;br /&gt;Itu dalam konteks karier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam konteks sosial, gue pun belum mencapai perbedaan status, masih single &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gal&lt;/span&gt;. Dibandingin temen2 gue yg sekarang udah married dan punya anak 3 (yup, ada yg ngebut bikin anaknya!), atau akan married soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam konteks ke-pemilikan; gue juga belum punya mobil/rumah sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;Mobil nggak usah punya lah, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wong&lt;/span&gt; di singapore yg super efisien gitu loh, malah bakalan jadi ongkos nge-beratin biaya hidup. Lagian juga orang2 lagi pada mau mengurangi karbon emisi. &lt;br /&gt;Rumah aja nich, yg lagi di-targetin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo dibandingkan dengan yg "udah" nya; &lt;br /&gt;1. udah punya uang sendiri&lt;br /&gt;2. udah kerja di luar negri sendiri&lt;br /&gt;3. udah bisa membantu or-tu, walaupun sedikit.&lt;br /&gt;4. dalam proses memajukan diri dan karir lewat kuliah lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singkat kata, gue masih berasa kayak anak kuliahan...(hihihi...awet muda...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang sering orang bilang, kesuksesan itu harus diukur terhadap diri sendiri, karena setiap orang punya standard dan kemampuan yg berbeda-beda. Tapi koq ya jalan kesuksesan gue ini kayak keong yak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6805431018948975262?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6805431018948975262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6805431018948975262&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6805431018948975262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6805431018948975262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-have-i-achieve.html' title='What have I achieve?'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-2109304920645599116</id><published>2009-09-02T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:50:14.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my sis...</title><content type='html'>01 september 2009, &lt;br /&gt;22:36 &lt;a href="http://momlunajovann.blogspot.com"&gt;journalmommy&lt;/a&gt; sms: "Nah, lagian lo napa shopping mlm2? I didn't ask you to, did I?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Rewind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*   * = sambil mikir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 September 2009, &lt;br /&gt;17:35: nomad-girl; *hmm, bos udah pulang, pulang juga ahh cepetan, mau belajar* (kemaren pulang malem juga abis dinner ama temen)&lt;br /&gt;19:15 (masih di kantor, lagi beberes)&lt;br /&gt;19:40 nomad-girl: *mampir makan dulu ah di wisma atria, ngidam hokkien mie nich; lagian makanan deket rumah pada nggak enak2*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Udah kelar makan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20:30 nomad-girl:*hm, selagi gue di sini, beli shopping voucher deh sekalian* (note: voucher buat ang-pao landlord kantor gue yg baru married)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jalan dari wisma atria menuju Tang's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(buat yg belum tau, skg dengan dibukanya Ion Orchard, ada underground connection yg menghubungkan takashimaya ke wisma atria ke Ion orchard ke MRT orchard ke wheelock place ke Lido/Shaw centre ke Tang's ke Ion Orchard, canggih khan! Pertama kali gue muter2 di Ion jadi inget lagu Jamiroquai:Deeper Underground)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20:40 nomad-girl: *pengen ke toilet, di Ion aja deh lebih bersih, lebih baru*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;keluar dari toilet &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;20:50 nomad-girl: *hmm, tusuk gigi portable abis nih (pas abis pas lagi cungkil2 di toilet), sekalian ke guardian deh beli dulu*&lt;br /&gt;21:15 nomad-girl: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mampir Muji, soalnya sebelahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.30 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jalan ke Tang's &lt;/span&gt; (udah sampe sini, hilanglah sudah harapan nyampe rumah pagian untuk belajar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21:45 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nyampe Tang's&lt;/span&gt; nomad-girl: "Hi, is there a sale going on?" &lt;br /&gt;usher-girl at Tang's entrance "Yes, its a pre-sale for Tang's members"&lt;br /&gt;nomad-girl: "Oh!" ngasih liat kartu Tang's&lt;br /&gt;usher-girl: "Please come in" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(sampe sini, gue masih mempunyai cukup kegigihan iman untuk mengingat beli voucher dulu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.58 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;selesai beli voucher&lt;/span&gt; nomad-girl: "What time is the sale until?"&lt;br /&gt;costumer service staff: "Until 11pm"&lt;br /&gt;nomad-girl: *YAY! sempet shopping sejam!* &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;langsung muter2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22:13 nomad-girl: "Can I have these shoes in size 36?"&lt;br /&gt;sales-boy: "I'm sorry, we don't have anymore, would you like to put down your name and number so we can contact you when the new stocks are in?"&lt;br /&gt;nomad-girl:" Yes, please" *hihihihihihi....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22:20 nomad-girl: *hmm,..si cici khan mau nitip ayakan listrik, siapa tau ada di basement*&lt;br /&gt;22:25 nomad-girl sms: "Ci, ada nich sieve nya, pake baterei, cuman $28. Mau beli?"&lt;br /&gt;22:30 journal-mommy sms: "Buset sumpe? segitu doank? pasti bikinan China. Mau donk beliin"&lt;br /&gt;22.31 journal-mommy sms: "Aahh..histeris..masih ada barang aneh lain nya nggak?"&lt;br /&gt;22.32 nomad-girl sms: "hhh, g hunting lagi weekend. Udah gempor boo..jam10:30 nich..midnight shopping"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which explains the sms at the beginning....&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe rumah dgn sukses jam 11:30 mlm....tinggal mandi trus tidur..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-2109304920645599116?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2109304920645599116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=2109304920645599116&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/2109304920645599116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/2109304920645599116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-my-sis.html' title='To my sis...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-9147554792106321733</id><published>2009-09-01T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T10:17:07.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hint...</title><content type='html'>Karena kita sudah memasuki bulan september, bagi yg kesulitan mencari kado buat ultah gue ataupun christmas present; gue bantu dengan list di bawah ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Origins Dr.Andrew Weil Plantidote (TM) Mega-mushroom face serum 100ml&lt;br /&gt;2. Origins Dr.Andrew Weil Plantidote (TM) Mega-mushroom face lotion 50ml&lt;br /&gt;3. Origins Dr.Andrew Weil Plantidote (TM) Mega-mushroom body cream 200 ml&lt;br /&gt;4. Samsung Jet Mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;5. Amazon's Kindle DX latest generation&lt;br /&gt;6. 1 year subscription for pilates classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad khan? realistis toh? gue nggak minta BMW Z4...tapi kalo ada yg mau ngasih sih nggak gue tolak...hihihihi....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-9147554792106321733?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/9147554792106321733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=9147554792106321733&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/9147554792106321733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/9147554792106321733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/09/hint.html' title='Hint...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-790027103188855518</id><published>2009-08-06T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T01:27:23.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend kemaren...</title><content type='html'>wah,..weekend kemaren bener2 heboh,..tumben banget weekend nya bener2 full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Start with friday night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak minggu lalu, tiap jumat after work, gue ada kelas malam (lagi mau ngambil qualification buat jadi company secretary). &lt;br /&gt;Pas jumat kemaren selesai kelas, emang gue, herlina sama nadia udah planning mau clubbing, unfortunately nadia nggak bisa ikut, akhirnya cuman gue sama herlina yg pergi. Kita ke St.James di Harbourfront. &lt;br /&gt;Fuh! pulang kelas jam 9.30pm, gue mandi dulu tempatnya herlina, keluar lagi jam 11.30 trus pulang sekitar jam 3, her nginep ke rumah gue. &lt;br /&gt;St.James agak2 sepi sebenarnya untuk kemaren itu, nggak serame ampe desek2an....tumben (bukan karena gue sering nyantronin St.James, hehe, tapi emang club nya nggak full aja)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya gue, her, nad + gogon, piknik-an ke Singapore botanic garden. hehe, ini sih kyk kebun raya bogor gitu, banyak pohon2 dan ada beberapa danau buatan gitu. Lumayan enak buat bersantai2 ria, kalo lagi pengen bermalas2, gue tinggal bawa &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;blanket&lt;/span&gt;, botol minum, cemilan dan buku.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi siang itu kita berbagi bekal; gue beli pizza, her bawa minuman, nad bikin salad, dan gogon bikin sandwich. Gue juga bawa tiker + blanket buat kita duduk2 di rumput. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Botanic Garden menurut gue enak banget karena bersih, tertata, dan fasilitas nya ok (WC bersih, ada &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fountain&lt;/span&gt;, ada stand yg jual minuman, ada resto kalo nggak pengen bawa makanan sendiri, &lt;br /&gt;Mau tidur2an di rumput boleh, mau main2 bola bisa, ada yg datang buat jogging, buat foto2 wedding, foto graduation, bahkan gue pernah liat ada bule yg sampe bawa &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hammock&lt;/span&gt; (jaring-jaring ayunan yg sering dipasang di antara 2 pohon kelapa gitu loh) sendiri dan dia gantung aja tuh diantara 2 pohon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di SBG jg sering dijadikan ajang buat pemutaran film layar tancap gratis. Biasanya sih pas Singapore Sun Festival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah selesai makan dan ketawa2 sampe kembung, nad sama her pergi liat latihan nya NDP (national day parade); ini celebration nya hari kemerdekaan singapore di Marina Bay. Gogon pergi nonton sama temen2nya. Dan gue pulang ke rumah, take a nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangun dari nap, gue pergi dinner dan pijet kaki, karena.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mau pergi clubbing lagi!...hahahhaa..sama temen2 yg laen,..ada sepupu temen gue dateng, plus mereka ngerayain yg pada ultah bulan Juli. &lt;br /&gt;Kali ini kita ke China One di Clarke Quay. Kalo St.James, lagu2na bervariasi dari latino, pop, mandarin, techno dan lounge; di China One band nya maen s&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;oft-rock and rock&lt;/span&gt;. Clubnya jadi satu dengan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pool hall&lt;/span&gt;, jadi yg nggak mau joget atau minum, bisa maen billiard.&lt;br /&gt;hueh,....pulang hampir jam 4....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu, gue &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hybernate  &lt;/span&gt;,..Kagak kemana2 kecuali nyari makan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(gue baru inget, foto2 semua diambil oleh kamera orang lain,..hehehe...ada sih beberapa di fb)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-790027103188855518?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/790027103188855518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=790027103188855518&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/790027103188855518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/790027103188855518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-kemaren.html' title='weekend kemaren...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-7057509279049375688</id><published>2009-08-06T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T01:29:45.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangover</title><content type='html'>Tadi baru pergi nonton film ini sama Herlina. Udah direkomendasi sama temen2 gue yg udah nonton, kalo ini film emang lucu banget (dari cowoq2), dari ceweq2 bilang ini emang film cowoq banget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, synopsisnya memang cerita ttg 3 org cowoq merayakan Bachelor Party untuk seorg temen mereka dengan pergi ke Las Vegas. Mereka sampe di Vegas, dan siap2 untuk PARTY. Paginya mereka bangun, nggak inget apa2, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;suite &lt;/span&gt;hotel mereka hancur berantakan, ada macan di kamar mandi, ada bayi di lemari, salah satu dari mereka kehilangan gigi nya 1, salah satu kasur dan temen mereka yg mau married besok hilang! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena mereka nggak inget sama sekali apa yg terjadi malam sebelumnya, mereka menelusuri kembali kemana aja mereka semalam, dan apa yg sebenarnya mereka lakukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka mulai &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;back tracking   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;their wild night. &lt;/span&gt; dan gue sama Herlina mulai ketawa ngakak nggak berhenti-berhenti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perlu gue bilang kalo ini film sebenarnya &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mild&lt;/span&gt;, nggak porno2 banget, tapi konyol dan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;swearing&lt;/span&gt; mulai dari awal film sampe akhir, bahkan sampe lagunya pun &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;crude.&lt;/span&gt;. Pokoknya ini film menggambarkan stereotype &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bachelor party&lt;/span&gt; tapi yg bener2 ekstrimis dan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;out of control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my girl-friends who read this blog and planning your wedding before the end of the year (you know who you are), watch this and learn. This is what we are NOT going to do for your bachelorette party... hahahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-7057509279049375688?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7057509279049375688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=7057509279049375688&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7057509279049375688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7057509279049375688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/08/hangover.html' title='Hangover'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6902796588939254536</id><published>2009-07-31T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:26:17.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to Yasmin Ahmad</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s2XLZsiCBsA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s2XLZsiCBsA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal 25 Juli 2009 yg lalu, Yasmin Ahmad meninggal setelah mengalami pecah pembuluh darah di otak nya.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Memang 2 hari sebelumnya gue udah denger dari &lt;a href="http://thefrogcroaks.blogspot.com"&gt;linus&lt;/a&gt; kalau Yasmin kena stroke dan sedang dirawat di ICU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, sedih euy,..memang baru kenal lewat Linus, dan juga baru sekali ketemu sama Yasmin, waktu nonton film &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGl2vizkSCQ"&gt;Muallaf &lt;/a&gt; tapi memang Yasmin rendah hati dan ceria banget. Habis nonton film itu, ada sesi tanya jawab plus foto2 sama Yasmin. &lt;br /&gt;(Yasmin director film; org malaysia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dulu Linus sempet jadi &lt;em&gt;supporting actor&lt;/em&gt; di film Yasmin juga, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SfSjQfhhjsQ"&gt;Sepet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makanya waktu Linus ngajakin nonton Muallaf gue ok aja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iklan "Family" yg di atas itu gue suka banget, walaupun banyak org yg bilang adegan iklan itu mirip2 sama film hollywood ("good will hunting" kalo nggak salah), tapi gue tetep suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue ngerasa kalo film-film dan iklan2 nya Yasmin itu dibuat dengan hati dan perhatian. Ceritanya mungkin awalnya kelihatan simple, tapi sebenarnya kompleks banget. Coba deh nonton di youtube atau beli cd nya. Waktu nonton "Muallaf" ampe nangis...hiks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May she rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6902796588939254536?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yasmin_Ahmad' title='Farewell to Yasmin Ahmad'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6902796588939254536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6902796588939254536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6902796588939254536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6902796588939254536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/07/farewell-to-yasmin-ahmad.html' title='Farewell to Yasmin Ahmad'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-586138614114667203</id><published>2009-07-21T12:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:11:54.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bukan Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>hehehe....agak memalukan ceritanya sebenarnya,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari sejak kapan ya, gue udah gigit2 kuku..*lupa*....&lt;br /&gt;memang dulu waktu maen piano kuku nggak boleh panjang, karena bakal &lt;em&gt;distracted&lt;/em&gt; banget kalo sambil maen piano ada &lt;em&gt;background sound &lt;/em&gt;tik-tik-tik..ngak seru banget khan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karena udah kebiasaan ujung2 jari pas dibawah kuku yg menyentuh benda (bukan finger pads, yg biasa diambil buat finger prints gitu) jadi nya setelah nggak maen piano pun, gue tetep keep my fingernails short. Too short menurut orang2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah kerja punya bos ceweq yg lumayan pesolek, jadinya jadi ikut terpengaruh untuk panjangin kuku, tapi bos yg sekarang cowoq dan gigit kuku juga! bahkan lebih parah dari gue...(ya iya lah, dia udah "praktek" lebih lama daripada gue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali gue beli dah kutex yg bisa menguatkan sekaligus mempercepat tumbuhnya kuku.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ternyata.......kecepatan gue menggigiti kuku lebih cepat dari pada kemampuan itu kutex memperpanjang kuku gue! so..setelah kuku gue agak normal panjangnya selama seminggu, balik lagi ke ukuran semula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih penasaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue coba beli kuku palsu, dengan logika, kuku asli bakal nggak gue gigitin selama aman berada di bawah lindungan si kuku palsu dan si kuku asli bisa tumbuh dengan tenang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harapan tinggal harapan......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa2 cantik? yah..kira2 seminggu juga dah....abis itu gue suka gatel (dan tanpa sadar) nge-lupasin si kuku palsu..&lt;br /&gt;karena fingertips gue nggak lagi bisa contact ke barang2 yg gue pegang dan selalu ke-ketok kuku palsu kalo gue pegang barang. &lt;br /&gt;Dan karena gue org nya agak perfeksionis, kalo nggak semua 10 jari gue sip, gue pikir buat apa gue maintain yg 9?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues gue yg dulu2 memang udah banyak yg mencoba membantu gue stop this habit (nepok tangan gue kalo udah mendekati mulut, atau nyaranin celupin jari gue di jamu yg pahit -ogah banget nih gue sama saran yg ini-)&lt;br /&gt;Memang sih ngak pernah gue telen kuku2 gue itu, jadi jamu pun nggak napa, tapi .... gue masih ogah banget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadinya, setelah mikir2, akhirnya gue kemaren ke Body S**p, beli &lt;em&gt;cotton gloves&lt;/em&gt;,...buat gue pake di kantor/rumah..biar kalo lagi bengong/ nonton TV nggak gue gigitin lagi tu kuku... We'll see se-berapa efektif nya solusi kali ini...&lt;br /&gt;hihihihi,...jadi kayak Michelle Jackson (khan daku ceweq),.....hohohoh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(poto lagi nggak bisa di-upload, blogger nya error, nanti yak)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-586138614114667203?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/586138614114667203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=586138614114667203&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/586138614114667203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/586138614114667203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/07/bukan-michael-jackson.html' title='Bukan Michael Jackson'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-798507189687882770</id><published>2009-06-17T11:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:20:05.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crab fest..</title><content type='html'>Dengan tujuan bikin yg baca pada ngiler,...silahkan dilihat foto2 dibawah ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SjheJAcQk1I/AAAAAAAAADc/GjF1al9Gkv8/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SjheJAcQk1I/AAAAAAAAADc/GjF1al9Gkv8/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348128066332824402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udang masak oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SjheI_vYZyI/AAAAAAAAADU/q8r43vnDl7o/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SjheI_vYZyI/AAAAAAAAADU/q8r43vnDl7o/s320/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348128066144593698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepiting Telor Asin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SjheIgogv5I/AAAAAAAAADM/yY8_4mumJpo/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SjheIgogv5I/AAAAAAAAADM/yY8_4mumJpo/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348128057794281362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepiting Curry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SjheIbMCOFI/AAAAAAAAADE/BWbOtqPm7o0/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SjheIbMCOFI/AAAAAAAAADE/BWbOtqPm7o0/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348128056332662866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soup kepiting bihun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temanya sepupu gue ultah kemaren, jadi kita pergi makan-makan di Melben Seafood. &lt;br /&gt;Suuueeeedddaaaapppppp abbiiisss...&lt;br /&gt;Harga? I don't know,..karena ditraktir...(bikin tu kepiting tambah sedap..hahaha..gara2 gratis)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorit gue yg soup bihun kepiting, wwuiihh,..gurih abis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-798507189687882770?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/798507189687882770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=798507189687882770&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/798507189687882770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/798507189687882770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/06/crab-fest.html' title='crab fest..'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SjheJAcQk1I/AAAAAAAAADc/GjF1al9Gkv8/s72-c/DSC00074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-3595360508556505855</id><published>2009-06-16T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:30:24.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"martinez" pembantu seksi..</title><content type='html'>Ceritanya kantor gue punya mbak2 yg bersih2 seminggu sekali,..nah, akhir bulan lalu si mbak pulang kampung (ke Sri Lanka), dan karena nggak bakal balik lagi ke sing, gue kudu nyari pengganti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhasil, nanya anak2 kantor, ada ngak yg punya kenalan, colleague gue bilang ada. Dikenalin lah ke gue. Sebutlah si "angela".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temen gue yg org singapore bilang, kalo loe berdiri di pinggir jalan dan ngelempar 5 kerikil, yg satu pasti kena "Ang-Moh" (org bule), 1 kena org india, 1 kena org indonesia, dan 2 kena org filipino...si "angela" ini org "F"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg gue perhatiin, beda nya PRT "F" dan PRT indo adalah mereka tuh kelihatan banget memperhatikan penampilan dan merawat badan dan muka...mmg PRT indo juga pada merawat diri, tapi biasanya gayanya lebih "kalem"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contohnya si "Angela" ini, nyampe kantor gue, pake baju lengan buntung dan celana pendek, trus kalo udah selesai bebersih, pake body lotion, dll. Mmg ni anak kecil dan kurus, jadi masih nggak terlalu vulgar lah...tapi tetep aja..pilihan baju nya itu loh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemaren ini dia bawa temen nya untuk bantuin bebersih (alasan nya karena si temen ini lagi nggak ada kerja-an), gue sih nggak napa, karena gue bayar tetep sama.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, temen nya ini (si "Martinez") dateng dgn dandanan necis bgt dah (gue aja kalah)..jeans putih, platform wedge, t-shirt lengan buntung, make-up-an...&lt;br /&gt;pas mau mulai bebersih, "martinez" tuker baju, pake celana pendek, tank-top, tetep dgn platform wedge nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celana pendek nya itu yg bahan kaos gitu, stretch-able, tipis dan nggak sampe paha.&lt;br /&gt;Gue langsung keinget sama kalender yg sering dipasang di bengkel-bengkel.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue dalam hati geleng-geleng....speechless bo! selain karena attire-nya itu, bos gue jg lagi ada di kantor hari itu!&lt;br /&gt;kalo mikir versi org baik sih, ya, mungkin mereka lebih gampang bergerak di pakaian itu untuk beberes dan mereka nggak nyangka kalo bakal ada bos gue. Tapi tetep aja....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untung jadwal bebersih tiap sabtu (di kala kantor gue nggak kerja); untung si "angela" nggak seperti si "martinez"...(se-nggak nggak ya agak mending lah)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-3595360508556505855?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3595360508556505855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=3595360508556505855&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3595360508556505855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3595360508556505855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/06/martinez-pembantu-seksi.html' title='&quot;martinez&quot; pembantu seksi..'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1437011286116859994</id><published>2009-06-08T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:39:19.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enaknya jadi org kaya?</title><content type='html'>Ceritanya kantor kita punya klien (sebut lah Mr.X)..orang Indihe dari Indihe (maksudnya bukan org Indihe sing)..&lt;br /&gt;kita nge-renovasi apartment Mr.X ini di sing dan skg udah selesai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perlu gue bilang dulu kalo si klien ini baik and sip banget dah,..org nya santai (walaupun tajir abis)...&lt;br /&gt;Buktinya dimana? setelah design disetujui, Mr.X ini ngasih duit segeplok dan kita tinggal atur sendiri belanja2 barang apartment (dari furniture sampe handuk) + ongkos2 dll.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang doi mau masuk rumah, dia bilang ke gue "eh, nancy tolong donk kamu atur-in pasang line telpon, pasang cable tv, dan coba cari org untuk bersihin apt ini setiap hari" &lt;br /&gt;gue sambil senyum dan nganguk2 sambil mikir,.."buset dah, boleh nih gue charge servis sekertaris" (nggak bisa geleng-geleng, karena si bos juga ada di situ, dan bos nggak bilang apa2), gue nggak keberatan jg karena, ya itu, si Mr.X ini nggak sombong gt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kronologis kerjaan di atas dari Mr.X ngomong ke gue sampe hari ini adalah;&lt;br /&gt;1. gue kirim formulir langganan TV ke Mr.X, supaya doi bisa milih channel cable TV yg doi mau.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mr.X ngirim formulir yg dia dah isi ke sekertaris nya (di Indihe); karena doi lagi ada di Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;3. sekertarisnya ngirim formulir ke gue.&lt;br /&gt;4. gue ngirim itu formulir ke manager perusahaan di sing (karena tu apartment belinya lewat perusahaan)&lt;br /&gt;5. Nanti, itu formulir bakal balik lagi ke gue karena gue yg kudu janjian sama tukang pasang Cable TV nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhh,...itu dokumen udah jalan-jalan lebih jauh daripada gue.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu lagi,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klien indihe juga,..nelpon bos trus bilang mau buka kantor di sing,...tanya pendapat bos gue ttg lokasi,..bos gue nawarin nyariin,....siapa yg kena nyariin?? ya bukan bos gue lah,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emang enak hidup kalo tinggal angkat telpon dan minta (atau nyuruh)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1437011286116859994?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1437011286116859994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1437011286116859994&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1437011286116859994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1437011286116859994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/06/enaknya-jadi-org-kaya.html' title='enaknya jadi org kaya?'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5044322256470708287</id><published>2009-06-05T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:25:21.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ping-pong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SijHkyCi4fI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Xso9BAD2iH4/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SijHkyCi4fI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Xso9BAD2iH4/s320/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343740392596759026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini nich jadinya kalo bos pergi keluar negri selama seminggu, trus kerjaan lagi agak santai...hahaha...maen ping-pong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru beli kemaren2, kebetulan punya meja diskusi di kantor yg pppaaaasssss buat ping-pong..tinggal beli paket ping-pong (net + tiang nya + tepok-an nya (2) + bola ping-pong 3 biji) hihihihi.....ngelepas stress boo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5044322256470708287?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5044322256470708287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5044322256470708287&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5044322256470708287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5044322256470708287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/06/ping-pong.html' title='ping-pong'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SijHkyCi4fI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Xso9BAD2iH4/s72-c/DSC00064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1910782222223695889</id><published>2009-05-26T08:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:59:07.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Shs-px6c28I/AAAAAAAAAC0/AtEN5CYBOMo/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Shs-px6c28I/AAAAAAAAAC0/AtEN5CYBOMo/s320/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339930670671911874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cinnamon French Toast with strawberries-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1910782222223695889?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1910782222223695889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1910782222223695889&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1910782222223695889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1910782222223695889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/breakfast-anyone.html' title='Breakfast anyone?'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Shs-px6c28I/AAAAAAAAAC0/AtEN5CYBOMo/s72-c/DSC00062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6295776884376064773</id><published>2009-05-23T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:35:44.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Northanger Abbey</title><content type='html'>Kemaren2 baru selesai dengerin Jane Austen's "Northanger Abbey"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, "dengerin" karena gue minjem audiobooks dari library...sbnrnya audiobooks lebih buat org-org yg nggak bisa melihat/baca..jadi ada orang yg baca-in itu buku dan di-&lt;em&gt;record&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Biasanya sih yg bacain aktor/aktris, karena &lt;em&gt;pronounciation&lt;/em&gt; nya kudu jelas supaya nggak binggung yg dengerin..dan juga (yg seru menurut gue) kalo ada dialog di bukunya, si pembaca biasanya langsung masuk karakter...&lt;br /&gt;Misalnya dialog antara bapak dgn anak, si pembaca bakal menyesuaikan suaranya utk mengekspresikan nada suara si bapak dan nada suara si anak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumayan juga buat ngelatih pendengaran,(kalo kadang2 bos kumur2)..haha...dan juga karena bisa gue copy ke ipod gue, jadi gampang dengerin selama naek bus atau sambil masak, dll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Northanger Abbey" ini merupakan novel terakhir Jane Austen (1775-1817), ceritanya ttg seorg anak ceweq, Catherine Morland, yg liburan bersama tetangganya. Selama liburan ini dia ketemu 2 cowoq yg sama-sama tertarik terhadap Catherine dan pada akhirnya Catherine married dgn salah satu cowoq tsb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumayan seru, tapi kalo yg nggak suka, dibacain cerita gitu, bisa bikin ..zzzzz.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6295776884376064773?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6295776884376064773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6295776884376064773&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6295776884376064773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6295776884376064773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/northanger-abbey.html' title='Northanger Abbey'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-3667394559509489634</id><published>2009-05-20T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:35:37.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamb Vindaloo</title><content type='html'>Hihihihh,..namanya &lt;em&gt;exotic&lt;/em&gt; yaa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini masakan gue 2 hari yg lalu; sebenarnya udah pernah masak ini juga 2 bulan yg lalu tapi nggak di-blog (skg secara nggak mau kalah sama &lt;a href="http://mommyandaxel.blogspot.com/"&gt;elsiey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini ngikutin resep asli dari &lt;a href="http://www.jamieoliver.com/"&gt;jamie oliver&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;di websitenya mungkin belum tentu ada karena gue beli bukunya "The Ministry of Food"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ShT2F-S7yoI/AAAAAAAAACs/RQuQhK4T2NU/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ShT2F-S7yoI/AAAAAAAAACs/RQuQhK4T2NU/s320/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338162040823073410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, masakan nya ini ala india, alias curry.&lt;br /&gt;Bahan: &lt;br /&gt;- 2 bawang bombay, iris halus&lt;br /&gt;- 4 bawang putih, iris halus&lt;br /&gt;- jahe sebesar jempol dikupas &amp; iris halus&lt;br /&gt;- 2 cabe (atau seberani mungkin) iris halus&lt;br /&gt;- 4 tomat (masing2 dibelah 4)&lt;br /&gt;- segenggam peterseli, pisahkan daun dan batang; batang diiris halus&lt;br /&gt;- 1/2 botol merk Patak's Vindaloo &lt;em&gt;curry paste &lt;/em&gt;(ini mungkin yg agak susah nyarinya di indo; mungkin di SOGO ada) &lt;br /&gt;-800gr lamb / pork / chicken (enakan bagian yg banyak lemak &amp; urat karena bakal lama masaknya)&lt;br /&gt;- 6 sdk makan &lt;em&gt;Balsamic Vinegar &lt;/em&gt;(ini cuka ala italy)&lt;br /&gt;- 400ml air&lt;br /&gt;- 1 sdk makan madu&lt;br /&gt;- 200 ml yoghurt&lt;br /&gt;- 1 lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara: &lt;br /&gt;Tumis bwg bombay+ bwg putih+ jahe+ cabe+ batang peterseli di campuran minyak+mentega (kira2 sama lah quantity nya), masukin daging, dan &lt;em&gt;curry paste&lt;/em&gt;, balur daging sehingga tersalut penuh sama &lt;em&gt;curry paste&lt;/em&gt;; masukan tomat, &lt;em&gt;balsamic vinegar &lt;/em&gt; dan madu. &lt;br /&gt;Tuang air sampe semua daging terendam. &lt;br /&gt;Besarkan api untuk mendidihkan air, terus kecilin dan tutup panci. Masak selama 45 menit. &lt;br /&gt;Jadi deh!!&lt;br /&gt;Pas mau makan, peras sedikit lemon, garnish dgn daun peterseli dan sesendok yoghurt. Nyuam nyuam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-3667394559509489634?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3667394559509489634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=3667394559509489634&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3667394559509489634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3667394559509489634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/lamb-vindaloo.html' title='Lamb Vindaloo'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ShT2F-S7yoI/AAAAAAAAACs/RQuQhK4T2NU/s72-c/DSC00058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6279836575260377292</id><published>2009-05-17T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:09:03.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend...</title><content type='html'>Kemaren sama temen2 pergi nonton "Angels and Demons" Tom Hanks. Keren juga tuch, lumayan kombinasi drama dan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;action&lt;/span&gt; nya,..balance gitu..&lt;br /&gt;tapi kudu konsentrasi abis nonton nya, soalnya ngomong nya pada cepet banget, rada kumur2 plus dalam beberapa bahasa (inggris, italian, latin) dan emang ceritanya "dalem" bgt! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ringkas ceritanya si Tom Hanks di minta tolong oleh Vatican untuk menyelidiki penculikan 4 org kardinal yg merupakan kandidat favorit untuk menggantikan Paus yg baru saja meninggal. Penculik nya meninggalkan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;calling card&lt;/span&gt; illuminati (musuhnya gereja dari jaman bahela) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti film dari adaptasi novel Dan Brown sebelum nya (Da Vinci Code) yg perlu diingat waktu nonton film ini adalah kalo film ini adalah fiksi. Dasarnya mungkin ada unsur2 kebenaran tapi tetep saja hasil akhirnya bukan dokumentasi ataupun &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;reconstruction of truth events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum pergi nonton, kita dinner dl di Din Tai Fung, -makan xiao long pao-; wadoh, ini restoran emang nggak ada matinya! di saat resto lain mungkin agak2 berkurang pengunjung dan kudu bikin promosi, resto yg satu ini hampir selalu harus ngantri 20-30 menit (tiap kali gue pergi ke situ sih ngantri)...&lt;br /&gt;Biasanya gue selalu ogah kalo musti ngantri (kalo di singapore, ngantri itu -hampir selalu- menandakan tu resto enak), tapi kalo Din Tai Fung service nya super efisien, dan super cepet. Hampir bisa dijamin meja bakal siap dalam 30 menit. Makanan nya sederhana tapi enak dan tergolong "worth the dollar" dan keluar dari dapur dalam 5 menit begitu loe pesen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Turnove&lt;/span&gt;r meja dalam 1 malem aja bisa 3 kali, kali tuh; the big question is "Berapa profit nya sebulan ya?" &lt;br /&gt;Gue rasa salah satu rahasia nya karena staff nya orang2 China; bukan nya ngejelekin, tapi yg namanya ngerantau pasti org yg kerja lebih keras dari org lokal, dan karena mereka Chinese ........ perlu gue jelaskan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah kelar makan + nonton, on the way pulang ke rumah, gue dengerin Diana Krall - Quiet Nights. Wah, emang cocok bgt judulnya dgn isi CD nya...&lt;br /&gt;Sambil jalan balik ke apt, tengah malem, aransemen lagu nya &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;soothin&lt;/span&gt;g dan &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;calming &lt;/span&gt;; favorit gue "I grow accustomed to his face"  dan "I hang my tears out to dry"..&lt;br /&gt;Nice..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6279836575260377292?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6279836575260377292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6279836575260377292&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6279836575260377292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6279836575260377292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend.html' title='Weekend...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1177197528093089605</id><published>2009-05-13T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:38:30.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zap..Zap..</title><content type='html'>haaahh...2 minggu belakangan ini capek banget,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capek #1&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya pas dapet "bulanan", biasanya dari sejak teenager, gue nggak pernah ngerasa sakit/pegel2 pas lagi dapet, tapi belakangan ini (1 tahunan) koq jadi berasa pegel2 ya? terus kemaren ini yg paling parah, sampe sakit bgt perutnya,..&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;light headed&lt;/span&gt; dan pinggang pegel bukan main!! gue ampe research di internet,...soalnya biasanya kalo cuman pegel2 doank, gue tempelin botol isi air hangat di perut/pinggang udah mendingan...tapi kali ini gue ampe minum susu, makan yoghurt dan panadol (migrain juga dikit)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah pengen ijin sakit and nggak masuk kerja,..tapi liat2 sikon kantor + mood bos yg lagi agak2 "berkabut", akhirnya masuk juga deh,......setelah tersiksa selama 8 jam, ini pertama kalinya dalam berbulan2 gue pulang jam 6.15! &lt;br /&gt;untung "dapet"nya pas hari kamis, jadi tinggal tahan hari jumat, weekend deh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capek #2&lt;br /&gt;Pas udah nggak sakit perut lagi, bangun kesiangan mulu, akhirnya kudu naek tangga deh ke kantor...(liat "what motivates you (2)")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capek #3&lt;br /&gt;Selama minggu2 itu, gue tetep coba ber-pilates ria soalnya menurut saran2 (di internet), selama 'dapet' pun harus tetep berolah raga, which will helps utk ngurangin pegel2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capek #4&lt;br /&gt;Kemaren, sepupu gue bawa pulang osim u-zap (punya ceweq nya); yg bergeter2 buat ngecilin perut itu. Nah, gue cobain lah karena penasaran dan emang dulu pernah mikir2 pengen beli..&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata.....&lt;br /&gt;capek juga pake itu,..karena perut otot gue serasa ditarik2, didorong, ditabok2, dll...10 menit aja udah cukup buat bikin perut gue merah kayak kepiting rebus! dan rasanya abis sit-up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much sweat, gue deserve a little reward doonnkk,....A slice of truffle chocolate cake yg gue beli buat ultah sepupu gue....hhhmmmm,.....nyuam nyuam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1177197528093089605?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1177197528093089605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1177197528093089605&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1177197528093089605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1177197528093089605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/zapzap.html' title='Zap..Zap..'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6379472569721840787</id><published>2009-05-10T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:21:18.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The curse of Facebook</title><content type='html'>Minggu kemaren baru nambah bbrp temen dan sepupu di facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan nambah temen, more often than not, berarti nambah pula foto2 yg seringkali udah terlupakan kalo pernah diambil sama si temen itu, jadinya keluarlah foto2 yg kadang2 bikin seneng, bikin nostalgia, mengingatkan akan sesuatu atau (yg lebih sering terjadi ke gue) memalukan! &lt;br /&gt;Bukan apa2 sih, foto2nya bukan tipe "tabloid hot" gitu, tapi lebih ke "ihh, jelek amat gue di foto ini" soalnya terus terang aja, gue orgnya cuek bgt, jarang pake make-up; kalo pake pun nggak kelihatan saking tipisnya, dan sering udah kehapus..sehingga...kelihatan lah semua jerawat yg selalu menghiasi muka gue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilema gue mungkin nggak ada apa2 nya kali ya,..soalnya gue jg bertanya2 kalo utk org2 yg ganti pacar misalnya, tapi gerombolan temen ttp sama, pasti ada beberapa foto yg include si-ex...&lt;br /&gt;mending kalo misalnya putusnya baik2 sama si ex, kalo putusnya penuh drama dan juicy gossip??? waddoohh,..bisa merusak pasaran selanjutnya....*sambil berharap2 cemas ini nggak akan terjadi ke g*...hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6379472569721840787?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6379472569721840787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6379472569721840787&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6379472569721840787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6379472569721840787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/curse-of-facebook.html' title='The curse of Facebook'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-3815665392559564456</id><published>2009-04-21T15:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:08:54.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mumbles..</title><content type='html'>hmm,..sbnrnya nggak tau mau posting apa nich,..tapi karena udah lama, hmm,..mau cerita apa ya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cici + Cihu dateng 2 minggu kemaren; mereka org "melarikan diri" dari rumah for a long weekend sekalian istirahat in singapore (cici lg batuk pilek)..haha..detail nya liat aja di &lt;a href="http://momlunajovann.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aja yach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg seru dari trip ini buat gue (selain ketemu my dear sis, off course) cihu gue beli tangan HellBoy yg gue temukan di mall sebelah kantor. Liat nich poto ku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Se10RIPFhEI/AAAAAAAAACk/eBkf4CmA36I/s1600-h/DSC00044.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/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Se10RIPFhEI/AAAAAAAAACk/eBkf4CmA36I/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327041771866522690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEREN KHAAANNN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ini skala 1:1 prop tangan nya HellBoy! hihihih....&lt;br /&gt;Udah dibawa pulang sich ama Cihu, gue cuman numpang foto keren nya doank! hahahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yg tadinya dateng ke singapore cuman masing2 bawa hand luggage 1, pulang nya beranak pinak, nambah kardus setinggi pinggang 2!&lt;br /&gt;Dan lagi cici + cihu gue makan nya kuat bo! cici gue sih badan seukuran gue, tapi tembolok saingan tuch ama laki nya! (gue curiga tembolok loe sbnrnya bentuknya memanjang ci, dari perut sampe lutut balik lagi ke perut..hahaha..) Jadwal makan bisa 5 kali (brunch + lunch + tea time + snacks + dinner)..&lt;br /&gt;kalo gue nggak berasa kenyang tanpa dessert/kue/pastries, cihu gue nggak berasa kenyang tanpa nasi+ba**....sedangkan cici gue selalu nemenin gue dan cihu gue makan...kebayang doonkk!!! *hehe..Peace ci*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi asik dan seru banged...dan banyak kenang2an nya;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dapat bakwa (ba** panggang ala bee cheng hiang) ketinggalan.. :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Weekend berikutnya setelah cici gue udah pulang, sandal jepit gue nyerah (lem-an udah kgk kuat) saking kebanyakan jalan weekend sebelum nya..&lt;br /&gt;3. gue mulai batuk  :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-3815665392559564456?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3815665392559564456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=3815665392559564456&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3815665392559564456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/3815665392559564456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/04/mumbles.html' title='mumbles..'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/Se10RIPFhEI/AAAAAAAAACk/eBkf4CmA36I/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8805673416328918403</id><published>2009-03-26T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:49:21.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl in the Green Scarf</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, me and my friend went for the movie "Confessions of a shopaholic"; which I approach with caution as earlier in the day, I read the newspaper about the movie and found so many unfavourable reviews. &lt;br /&gt;Most of the reviews slammed the movie as &lt;blockquote&gt;shallow, weak and man-crazy&lt;/blockquote&gt;..you might guess that these reviewers are mostly men! Who have no understanding whatsoever of the sometimes-weak-slightly-neurotic dark side of Venus(es).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One brave men writer even wrote &lt;blockquote&gt;have women gone nuts?&lt;/blockquote&gt; with reference to movies like Sex and the City movie &lt;blockquote&gt;There is a joke about the Sex and the City movie that says that of the few men who watched it, half were gay and the other half were straight men who had done something really bad&lt;/blockquote&gt; (read=watching the movie is like punishment for these straight guys)&lt;br /&gt;I don't disagree because Hey, that movie is celebrating women &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;POWER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I would like to include underline, but there is none)&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like it, then don't watch it,...same as I wouldn't watch &lt;em&gt;300&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;saving private ryan&lt;/em&gt;, cause I don't fancy blood and gore with my popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for guys who don't understand it - give it up, don't try, as we don't understand some of your guy-cry movies either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------spoilers ahead!!--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the movie, a basic requirement is you will have to love shopping even a teeny tiny bit to understand the sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, you got to like a teeny tiny bit of Ally Mcbeal, as Becky (Isla Fisher) is the shopping version of Ally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is simply about addiction. In this case, addiction to shopping. As in general cases of addiction, the victim has to get "hit" at regular intervals to soothe their craving and "make the world better".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict? I love it; I mean who hasn't experience trouble with money once in their life? Its the kind of movie that you rent for a girls' slumber party.  &lt;br /&gt;Light, refreshing and struck a chord with me in a few aspects; and as a romantic comedy, the fantasy does really hit the spots with over the top bills, SA (Shopaholic Anonymous); and the absolutely-DELICIOUS-Hugh Dancy-with British lilt *sigh* (Shallow Mode ON)&lt;br /&gt;In the first scene where Hugh met Isla, I can almost literaly feel my toes (and the toes of all women in the cinema) just curl with delight!&lt;br /&gt;The tousled brown hair, the pointed chin, the annoyed yet amused gaze, the expressive mouth and the accent just melt me like a warm butter on a hot toast! *sigh again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake Up, Nancy!! *slap slap and tissue to wipe my drool*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8805673416328918403?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8805673416328918403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8805673416328918403&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8805673416328918403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8805673416328918403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/03/girl-in-green-scarf.html' title='The Girl in the Green Scarf'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5676967626075060763</id><published>2009-03-24T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:26:14.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man Vs Frankenstein</title><content type='html'>Hari ini di kantor LUAR BIASA sibukk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita nya berawal dari seminggu yg lalu, kita dapet invitation to tender (kantor gue konsultan arsitek)..pendek kata ada client mau bangun gedung dan minta kita untuk ngasih harga (berapa duit kalo mau design+bangun dll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini merupakan deadline submission tender itu...dan juga hari terakhir bos gue di kantor minggu ini (besok doi mau keluar negri sampe jumat)..makanya selain deadline ini, anak2 pada ngejar bos juga buat diskusi projek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum makan siang, si client tender nanya, "jadi nggak nich ikutan tender?" (lewat email)&lt;br /&gt;Terus bos gue nanya ke gue "Itu minggu kemaren kita udah ngirim email konfirmasi kalo kita mau ikutan khan?"&lt;br /&gt;"iya, bos" gue jawab "Ada nich emailnya masih I simpen"&lt;br /&gt;Begitu dibales ama bos gue kalo kita masih ON utk ikut tender, si client balesin "Tapi saya baru terima konfirmasi untuk project yg satunya lagi" &lt;br /&gt;DUEENNNGGG......gue kayak kena geledek! (bos gue kyk kebakaran jenggot) Matilah, pikir gue, salah gue, apa yak?&lt;br /&gt;Langsung bos gue minta gue nelusurin email yg kita terima dan kita kirim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama 15 menit itu gue keringat dingin, tangan ampe rasanya beku, muka gue saking stress nya kayak di-botox; karena kita (3 arsitek + gue ngerjain kontrak) udah ngerjain selama seminggu utk deadline hari ini, udah tinggal 5 jam lagi! Worst case scenario adalah kalo misalnya kita ngerjain denah project yg satu dengan deskripsi project yg lain,..seperti, maunya bikin Iron Man tapi jadinya malah Franskenstein,.....waaaa...ttiiiddaaakkkkk!!!!.......&lt;br /&gt;Konsekuensi nya ya nggak dapat projek atau semua org bakal mesti ngulang kerjaan (either options gives a phantom heart attack to me) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BBRRUUKKK...*background gabrukan pintu toilet sama bos* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makin spaneng gue....Bakalan langsung dipancung di tempat nich..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ternyata liat punya liat, si bos juga nggak nyadar kalo ternyata si client ngirim 2 projek...(buktinya dia masih nanya gue, walaupun tetep nggak mengurangi pelototan mata doi ke gue)......&lt;br /&gt;pas ngirim projek#1, kita udah diskusi; pas bbrp hari kemudian si client ngirim projek#2, gue ama bos mengira client ngirim projek yg sama secara resmi *abis mirip siicchh* (karena mereka minta receipt resmi)...jadilah kita ngirim receipt utk projek#2, tapi receipt projek#1 tetep aja nggak dikirim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya setelah klarifikasi, baru deh kita bales ke client; sorry, bla bla bla, kita tetep ikutan koq buat 2-2nya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiuh! makanya gue nggak usah nonton film horror lagi,...kerja aja udah cukup buat sport-jantung.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5676967626075060763?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5676967626075060763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5676967626075060763&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5676967626075060763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5676967626075060763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/03/iron-man-vs-frankenstein.html' title='Iron Man Vs Frankenstein'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-607088565761339460</id><published>2009-03-18T10:09:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:59:19.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the Spa..to the Spa..</title><content type='html'>Kemaren pas ke Bali itu, sempet gue &lt;em&gt;mention&lt;/em&gt; kalo gue ke spa, khan?&lt;br /&gt;Well, emang kalo gue ke Bali itu, kyknya kurang afdol kalo blm ke spa. Nah, sebelum berangkat, gue sempet browsing spas di Bali. Kalo di Jkt, favorit gue emang Four Seasons (gara2 dulu pernah kerja di four seasons, hihi), kebetulan di Bali ada 2; Four Season Jimbaran sama Four Seasons Sayan. &lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya gue &lt;em&gt;save&lt;/em&gt; no telp dua2nya, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas kebetulan selesai resepsi dan jalan2 di Ubud itu sore + kebetulan Four Seasons Sayan itu di Ubud + kebetulan bisa bikin appointment malam itu = jadi deh ke Four Seasons Sayan Spa!!*victory sign*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Ubud, dianterin sama bus pariwisata ke entrance road nya; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScBaLpwHiuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Kv2qZmL13cU/s1600-h/IMG_7968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScBaLpwHiuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Kv2qZmL13cU/s320/IMG_7968.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314346716529920738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;dari situ gue jalan kaki masuk ke kompleks resort nya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCVonu8TrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5bzQbtpXpag/s1600-h/IMG_7971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCVonu8TrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5bzQbtpXpag/s320/IMG_7971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314412085390364338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah lewat jalanan mobil, nyampe lah gue di Drop-off area. Ini baru pintu gerbang "resmi" nya si resort; biasanya di sini pengunjung nya turun trus jalan kaki masuk ke resort, sedangkan bagasi dll dibawa ke lobby oleh buggy (mobil golf itu loh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampe sini, gue masih santai2 aja, cuman pikir,"oh, bagus ya,..banyak pohon, hijau2, teduh, udaranya lebih dingin (pas cuaca abis hujan)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sini ada concierge nya, trus gue nanya “Mau ke Spa, lewat mana ya mas?”&lt;br /&gt;Si mas nya bilang “oh, lewat jembatan ini trus turun, mba; spa nya ada di bawah restoran”&lt;br /&gt;Huh? Jembatan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCV9Qw52SI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kcNQiuLOiJs/s1600-h/IMG_7974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCV9Qw52SI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kcNQiuLOiJs/s320/IMG_7974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314412440001829154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata ngelewatin gate itu, ada jembatan kayu selebar 1,8m-an yg menghubungkan gate dengan lily pond yg gede banget di ujung nya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCWUHm5_0I/AAAAAAAAABE/Q04KX_R3JGA/s1600-h/IMG_7975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCWUHm5_0I/AAAAAAAAABE/Q04KX_R3JGA/s320/IMG_7975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314412832680968002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH! Lutut gue sampe agak lemes gitu saking pemandangan nya keren abis!&lt;br /&gt;Lily pond nya itu di-design seperti infinity pool (yg nggak ada pinggirnya, jadi air seakan2 meluap keluar) dan pemandangan sekitar nya pohon-pohon. Jadi seakan2 melayang di tengah2 jurang gitu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCWllqjNQI/AAAAAAAAABM/LqUmn8UUdTo/s1600-h/IMG_7976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCWllqjNQI/AAAAAAAAABM/LqUmn8UUdTo/s320/IMG_7976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314413132807091458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCY-gcvllI/AAAAAAAAABU/Zz7sculm_Bg/s1600-h/IMG_7977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCY-gcvllI/AAAAAAAAABU/Zz7sculm_Bg/s320/IMG_7977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314415759926990418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCcDRJYFGI/AAAAAAAAABc/K4THlmGhJlM/s1600-h/IMG_7978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCcDRJYFGI/AAAAAAAAABc/K4THlmGhJlM/s320/IMG_7978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314419140253455458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ujung lily pond yg menghubungkan ke jembatan ada buka-an yg ternyata tangga turun ke bangunan utama resort nya. Dari sini ada tangga setengah elips di sebelah kiri yg menuju ke lobby dan open air bar. Turun lagi 1 level ke open air restaurant. Turun 1 level lagi, spa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue check-in dulu ke spa, trus abis itu pengen jalan2 liat-liat kompleks nya. Pas nanya ke concierge, dibilang boleh, terus dipanggilin buggy sama 1 staff (namanya Jantik) buat nganter gue muter2 kompleks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari lobby, gue dianterin ke salah satu River Side Villa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCcwMc3f8I/AAAAAAAAABk/ZnHYG9n5JhI/s1600-h/IMG_7983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCcwMc3f8I/AAAAAAAAABk/ZnHYG9n5JhI/s320/IMG_7983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314419912087142338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari level jalanan, yg kelihatan Cuma pendopo yg dikelilingin lily pond. Ternyata jalan masuk ke villa nya turun tangga. Menurut Mas Jantik, banyak tamu yg bilang kayak masuk bunker!..haha…Buat gue yg setengah hermit, gue sih seneng2 aja. &lt;br /&gt;Masuk ke villa, bangunan nya dibagi 2, outdoor dan indoor. Di outdoor, ada tempat duduk2, mini bar, patio dengan umbrella, plunge pool dan sun-deck. &lt;br /&gt;Pemandangan nya bener2 keren! Karena view nya sungai Ayung yg berlawanan arus. Nggak kelihatan orang2 lain ataupun gedung hotel ataupun jalanan. Privacy abis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCdsA7YalI/AAAAAAAAABs/VvC8H7ayYlw/s1600-h/IMG_7988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCdsA7YalI/AAAAAAAAABs/VvC8H7ayYlw/s320/IMG_7988.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314420939786054226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indoor, ada kamar tidur, kamar mandi dan walk-in closet. Indoor nya ber-AC. &lt;br /&gt;Dari kamar tidur ada French sliding door yg terbuka ke sun-deck. Sedangkan di kamar mandi ada pintu yg menhubungkan ke outdoor shower dan ke sun-deck juga. Jadi kalo dari plunge pool, bisa langsung ke kamar mandi tanpa melewati kamar tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keluar dari villa, gue dianterin ke swimming pool yg letaknya di level paling rendah kompleks; pas sebelah-an sama sungai yg mengalir dengan seru; dgn shape yg mengikuti lekuk sungai. Sun-deck utk swimming pool juga dialokasi di pinggir sungai dengan akses batu2 kali untuk yg pengen turun ke bibir sungai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScChlcsBllI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WmvE4KL7LGI/s1600-h/IMG_7989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScChlcsBllI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WmvE4KL7LGI/s320/IMG_7989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314425225025263186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCirnjgEvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jw7K7Ea4EyE/s1600-h/IMG_7991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCirnjgEvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/jw7K7Ea4EyE/s320/IMG_7991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314426430533145330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngeliat ke belakang atas (dari swimming pool), kelihatan lah block hotel yg sekitar 3-4 tingkat dan seakan2 nancap di pinggir tebing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCjZBbSycI/AAAAAAAAACE/Th69YkRFRdI/s1600-h/IMG_7996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCjZBbSycI/AAAAAAAAACE/Th69YkRFRdI/s320/IMG_7996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314427210572155330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah puas muter-muter dan foto2, gue dianter balik ke lobby, dimana gue pesen sandwich di bar, (dinner dan sambil nunggu waktu buat spa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCk3UmcviI/AAAAAAAAACM/XHz9NhXzv1Q/s1600-h/IMG_7999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCk3UmcviI/AAAAAAAAACM/XHz9NhXzv1Q/s320/IMG_7999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314428830626922018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas udah waktu nya spa, gue dianter lagi pake buggy ke Spa Villa. &lt;br /&gt;Menurut therapist nya, spa villas utk treatment di atas 2 jam. Tapi karena lagi sepi (kyknya) dan gue tamu special (ehem ehem…) massage gue yg kurang dari 2 jam pun di kasih di spa villa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turun tangga dari jalan, sampe lah gue di arrival pendopo. Design Spa Villa ini merupakan cluster 3 treatment villas dan 1 Back-of-House building cum pendopo. Clusternya dibangun di atas Lily pond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScClbHtRrQI/AAAAAAAAACU/qQTxZbZjtlg/s1600-h/IMG_8003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScClbHtRrQI/AAAAAAAAACU/qQTxZbZjtlg/s320/IMG_8003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314429445641186562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap Spa Villa, bisa utk treatment 2 org bersamaan, ada bay window with seating, shower,toilet, bath tub, walk-in closet dan outdoor shower. 2 sisi bangunan merupakan folding glass door yg bisa dibuka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCo10lEVYI/AAAAAAAAACc/n5AeKjH3lEA/s1600-h/IMG_8008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScCo10lEVYI/AAAAAAAAACc/n5AeKjH3lEA/s320/IMG_8008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314433202897835394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu gue ditinggal-in buat ganti baju, langsung gue cobain outdoor shower nya! Hihihi,…out door area nya tertutup sama tanaman2, dan karena letaknya lebih rendah dari jalanan, jadi bener2 nggak bakal kelihatan dari luar.  &lt;br /&gt;Fuh! Karena udah seharian (dari resepsi) pake baju pesta, langsung seger pas mandi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis mandi, therapist nya dateng buat massage. Dan abis massage, gue mandi lagi (nggak mau rugi). Kali ini di shower yg ada Rain Shower nya. Dinamain rain shower karena shower head nya gede (sekitar diameter 30cm) dan dipasang di langit2 kamar mandi; jadi seakan2 mandi di guyuran hujan; tapi ada air panas tentunya…hehe….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Vanity table nya, hampir semua disediakan, hairdryer, sisir, kapas, cotton-buds, moisturiser, face moisturiser, talc-powder, deodorant,dll. Tinggal make-up aja nich yg kurang,.hohoho…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis dari villa, gue diantar buggy ke main building buat bayaran, trus gue minta dipanggilin taxi buat pulang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuhhh! Sip dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos courtesy of Four Seasons Sayan; and the author would like to thank all Four Seasons Sayan staff for their wonderful hospitality which render an unforgettable experience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-607088565761339460?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fourseasons.com/sayan/' title='to the Spa..to the Spa..'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/607088565761339460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=607088565761339460&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/607088565761339460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/607088565761339460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-spato-spa.html' title='to the Spa..to the Spa..'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/ScBaLpwHiuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Kv2qZmL13cU/s72-c/IMG_7968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-4218161063626566393</id><published>2009-03-09T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:18:59.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suprised visit..</title><content type='html'>Weekend kemaren ini, ada undangan temen kantor yg orang Bali. Doi married sama temen sekolah yg juga anak Bali. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya sih nggak ada rencana mau ke Bali lagi (mahal bo! semua dihitung pake USD!) soalnya desember kemaren baru juga pulang dari bali, waktu itu beneran liburan untuk santai-santai; tapi ini pengecualian. Kali ini mikirnya pergi sekaligus sebagai representative kantor, soalnya nggak ada lagi yg pergi selain gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum pergi, gue nelpon paman dulu yg kebetulan tinggal di Bali, ijin mau nginep, abis tiket pesawat udah mahal, jadi udah nggak ada budget buat nginep di hotel lagi dah..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyampe di Bali jumat malem, terus besok paginya jam 7-an udah dijemput ama mobil utk naek bus ke tempat resepsi. Temen gue nyiapin bus, karena selain gue, ada lagi 15-an org temen dari pihak si ceweq yg juga terbang ke Bali utk acara ini. &lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kita sama2 jalan ke tempat resepsi jam 9-an, dan nyampe jam 11. Memang tempatnya lumayan jauh dari denpasar. &lt;br /&gt;Tadinya gue pikir, resepsinya di gedung serba guna gitu, ternyata rumah keluarga si cowoq, dan karena keluarga si cowoq cukup terpandang di daerah itu, kompleks rumah nya cukup besar dan menurut temen gue ada 7 keluarga yg tinggal di satu kompleks itu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas kita sampe, di ajak masuk ke &lt;em&gt;courtyard&lt;/em&gt; yg udah dipasangi tenda putih. Wuih, untung banget ada tendanya, kalo nggak pulang2 bakal hangus, soalnya panas banget hari itu, matahari nya super terik!&lt;br /&gt;Di pintu masuk &lt;em&gt;courtyard &lt;/em&gt; ada meja tempat buku tamu dan tempayan buat amplop, terus ada buffet makanan kecil (kue2 manis) dan minuman botol manis.&lt;br /&gt;Dari situ, baru deh kita salam2an sama pengantin dan keluarga nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajunya si pengantin bagus banget! dekoratif, elaborate dan detail. Kita yg pada pake baju cuman selapis langsung komentar "Wah! nggak kepanasan loe pake baju gitu?" soalnya yg cowoq pake jas lengan panjang dan sarung semata kaki + kaos kaki sedangkan si ceweq pake kebaya lengan panjang dan sarung semata kaki juga. Setelah sarung, mereka berdua masih pake kain dekoratif hitam putih. Make up lengkap dengan rambut palsu (buat si ceweq).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah ngobrol2 akhirnya kita foto2 bareng pengantin nya. Abis foto2, makan siang prasmanan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acara hari itu memang resepsi tok, sedangkan "adat nikahnya" udah sehari sebelumnya. Memang lebih seru pas adat nikahnya (yg sama temen gue di puter di TV samping pelaminan). Seperti adat jawa atau sunda, adat nikah Bali pun penuh dgn ritual-ritual yg melambangkan bermacam2 pesan2/nasehat dari tetua, dsb. Seperti misalnya, saling suap2an nasi; pengantin pria berjalan mengelilingi courtyard dengan guci tanah liat di bahu, dll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekitar jam 2, akhirnya kita pamit pulang. Bus yg tadi dateng, bakal nganter kita ke Ubud utk jalan2 bbrp jam, baru terus diantar ke tempat nginap masing2. &lt;br /&gt;Karena group temen2 kerja si ceweq udah ada acara sendiri, gue bikin appointment buat spa di Four Seasons Sayan (bakal gue ceritain di blog selanjutnya), baru pulang ke rumah paman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besoknya, hari minggu, kita ke gereja pagi, terus pergi makan siang dan pulang deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada bilang sayang sih, ke Bali bentar banget, tapi apa boleh buat, lagi nggak niat liburan, ini pergi karena ada acara aja. (setia kawan banget ya gue....hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;abis gue pikir, kalo ini resepsi gue dan nggak ada org dari kantor yg dtg, gue bakal miserable banget dah. Acara sekali seumur hidup nich! ya nggak?..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-4218161063626566393?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4218161063626566393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=4218161063626566393&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/4218161063626566393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/4218161063626566393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/03/suprised-visit.html' title='suprised visit..'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-4260466800698606970</id><published>2009-02-27T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:20:07.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What motivates you (2)?</title><content type='html'>Almost everyday of this week, I've been waking up early in the morning and arrive in the office a few minutes before 9am. Which is quite out of the norm as usually my schedule will follow a loose pattern of:&lt;br /&gt;Monday; arrive at 8.35&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday; arrive at 8:55&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday; arrive at 9:02&lt;br /&gt;Thursday; arrive at 9:10&lt;br /&gt;Friday; arrive at 9:17&lt;br /&gt;or it coulb be; arrive at after 9 for the whole week. (FYI, office hours start at 9am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what motivates me? the answer is two-word (as Danny De Vito said in "Hercules") &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mini-Bus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did mentioned in my blog previously that our office has moved to a new location right? Well, that new location is on one of the highest points in Singapore; not that much different how Mt.Everest summit is to Nepal (shrunk 208times; give and take a few hundred meters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since we moved to this office, I've been climbing a set of staircase every morning (and sometimes at lunch time) to/fro the main road. As the location is in a designated residential area, no convinience store and no cafes around. A quick trip for a stick of ice cream is out of the question. I've learned to be smart with my time, if I have to go on errands, I make sure that its around lunch time and I came back by taxi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine our delight when the landlord of our bulding said that a mini-bus has been provided to carry us in the morning, departing every 8:50am from the main road. &lt;br /&gt;Since then, there is no turning back for me, I've been waking up with renewed spirit every morning, eager to catch the bus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-4260466800698606970?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4260466800698606970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=4260466800698606970&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/4260466800698606970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/4260466800698606970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-motivates-you-2.html' title='What motivates you (2)?'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8758263130757781709</id><published>2009-01-30T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:00:01.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the dentist...to the dentist</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, I finally decided to go to the dentist to have my teeth examined. Been having problems of food stuck to various spots between the teeth and also it is about time to do some scaling and polishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alwasy hated going to the dentist since one of my tooth got pulled out due to ill-placed growth, but mostly I dreaded the visit because they have nasty equipments that emits high pitched skin-crawling-nerve-wrecking sound that have to be operated inside your mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I convinced myself that I am an adult and more mature and should be able to bear this. So, I made the necessary appointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day, I went in to the Doc's chamber with my empty stomach (since I don't intend to insult the doc with my breakfast bits) tied in 100 knots. The Doctor was Korean, very kind; almost fatherly; still in his 30s (I think).&lt;br /&gt;But when he asked when was my last examination, if I floss, etc etc; I was feeling like I'm in one of those room with a two-way mirror. After that, the Doc asked me to get in the Xray room to take a pic of my teeth. &lt;br /&gt;Turns out, the cause of that food stuck is because my wisdom teeth are not nicely developed. The good doc's advice is to remove all of my wisdom teeth! All! That's like 3 tooth!Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite shocked, to be honest! But I guess its necessary. &lt;br /&gt;So,...let's see what's next...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8758263130757781709?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8758263130757781709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8758263130757781709&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8758263130757781709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8758263130757781709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-dentistto-dentist.html' title='to the dentist...to the dentist'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5818235496441162480</id><published>2008-12-10T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:47:14.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow Connection</title><content type='html'>Isn't it amazing how one song can be sung in so many different style, across different genre and it will evoke different feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just came across "Rainbow Connection" (Kenneth Ascher - Paul Williams) arranged by Gil Goldstein, sung by Jane Monheit, with Peter Bernstein at the guitar and Gil Goldstein playing piano and accordion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mellow, fluid, romantic, with the accordion lent Parisian air of the city of lovers. The song easily suggests me the image of couples waltzing under the moonlight (which wouldn't supprise me if the song features as a movie soundtrack someday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't search youtube for the music video of that song, I wouldn't know that it was originally sung by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=thEiXbovv98"&gt; Kermit the Frog&lt;/a&gt;. And I also found different variations of the song by Jason Mraz, Sarah MacLahlan,etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I really do prefer Jane/Gil's arrangement. Check it out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5818235496441162480?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5818235496441162480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5818235496441162480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5818235496441162480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5818235496441162480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/12/rainbow-connection.html' title='Rainbow Connection'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8887029595576004390</id><published>2008-11-11T12:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:02:52.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Behind every story is a great Journey"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SSPyT-2CM0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/iZdpqiC-9co/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SSPyT-2CM0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/iZdpqiC-9co/s320/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270322414054683458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 13.15 in the afternoon, the sky was a big blue bowl, the sun was shining bright enough for me to wish I've had my hat, the air pleasantly warm and dry and stirred into comforting breeze. As I nibbled on parma ham,mozzarela and fresh tomatoes foccacia sandwich (with a side salad and just fried potato chips) I could see as far as the sky meets the sea. The sea which calm, sparkling blue and totally unmarred by ships/sail boats or people doing water sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was not my imagination by the way, that was how it was as I lunched at the Bulgari Hotels and Resorts Bali. It was part of my holiday trip, but the experience deserved its own column. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resort was perfect for tourist looking for a bit of peace and quiet, away from hot spots such as Kuta, Legian or other destinations.&lt;br /&gt;Bali is dotted with such development, with big brand names catering to the wealthy and privileged. But what separates them are the level of services provided; which also reflected in their villas rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at the drop off, I was immediately welcomed with a smile and the assurance that the buggy will arrive in a few minutes to take me to the Bar. &lt;br /&gt;The drop off was a huge traditional Bali Pavillion influenced with a contemporary Italian style. The drop off pavillion was cleverly designed to reveal the view with a flourish!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After a 5 minutes ride circling the compound, I was dropped off at the Bar area to enjoy the view and nicely prepared lunch. Over to the right is the infinity pool with a few covered cabanas of weave rattan and cotton scattered by the pool. To my left are the restaurants. The Bar itself is a big open-air pavillion perched right at the edge of the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The villas are spread out over the compound in a terraced manner to give maximum view of the Indian Ocean for each villa. &lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't have the chance to tour the whole place or any of the villas, I am quite impressed with what I've seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the buggy drive me back to the drop off, the driver alerted the drop off attendant to summon my ride. I really need not to request it. They anticipated your needs and most of the times provide it before you ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip, I am going to try the spa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8887029595576004390?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8887029595576004390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8887029595576004390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8887029595576004390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8887029595576004390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/11/behind-every-story-is-great-journey.html' title='&quot;Behind every story is a great Journey&quot;'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SSPyT-2CM0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/iZdpqiC-9co/s72-c/DSC00031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-7413964425940279690</id><published>2008-11-04T21:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T16:23:12.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying fox and babysitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SSPyBtWWEZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wOVS0sNz8dE/s1600-h/We%27re+going+to+school!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SSPyBtWWEZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wOVS0sNz8dE/s320/We%27re+going+to+school!.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270322100120719762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned before, I really wanted to get away for sometime now and last weekend I was flying off to Bali to spend 3 days there. It was quite an improptu thing, since a friend of mine will be there for the weekend as well on a business trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 2 days, I spent with my uncle's family (they reside there) and my sister (she works there), we went for local delicacies, day trips (flying fox), spa and dinners together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the last night I went to stay at a hotel (selfishly I wanted some time alone to regroup and enjoy lazy days). It proved to be quite a good decision, as I managed to catch that magnificent sunset at Kuta Beach with Fency, do some sightseeing and shopping at Legian (found the cutest bathing suit! exactly what I had in mind)&lt;br /&gt;I was regreting (a bit) of not staying in the hotel earlier, as I met this guy who is the hotel's photographer. I think he was quite cute (can't see clearly without my glasses as I was swimming). Wonder what might ensue from that meeting if I were not due for check out in 2 hours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Bali, I fly back home and stayed at my sis' place for the rest of my holidays, babysitting. &lt;br /&gt;She recently moved from the centre of town to the suburbs (way WAY out in the suburbs), where a decent mall is 30 minutes away. Whereas my parent's house is 10 minutes away from one of the poshest malls in town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I'll be at my sis, I brought my little munchkins some snacks and chocolate bites. Imagine my horror when my sis said that they are ALERGIC TO CHOCOLATES!!! OH NO! my poor bambini...I hope they outgrow it though..&lt;br /&gt;So for 5 days, I coddled them, soothe them, break their fights, change their wet pants,etc etc..But I have to say when the rewards are big hugs, toothy grins, and sloppy kisses, its well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;They are in their first week of school and I just got this cutest picture of them in their uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;Luna and Jovann remember me still as I was there during their early days (from birth to 1-ish), but little sebastian still wary of me up to the day I left. He is one tough nut to crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it was one of the nicest holiday I've had in long time.....with nothing to do but what I want to...Isn't that what great holidays are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-7413964425940279690?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7413964425940279690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=7413964425940279690&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7413964425940279690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7413964425940279690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/11/flying-fox-and-babysitting.html' title='flying fox and babysitting'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SSPyBtWWEZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wOVS0sNz8dE/s72-c/We%27re+going+to+school!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-7674041833888439866</id><published>2008-10-19T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:57:24.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Z4</title><content type='html'>You know, relative is a funny thing,...you never saw someone in your life, but blood are thicker than water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt's (from my mother's side) brother-in-law's great uncle just left me his BMW Z4, along with a trust fund for the upkeep of the car. Petrol, maintenance, taxes, insurance, I just have to present the receipts to the trustee and all will be taken care of. Nice eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately off course, it was all just in my head......(sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I don't have an aunt from my mother's side..:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-7674041833888439866?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7674041833888439866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=7674041833888439866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7674041833888439866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7674041833888439866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/10/z4.html' title='Z4'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-131524439245498659</id><published>2008-10-07T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:50:59.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...(part 1)</title><content type='html'>These last few weeks have been really hectic. Our office move to a new location and that requires almost all my energy and concentration. I honestly think that I didn't do much else except taking care of all that's related to the moving process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not wish to repeat the process anytime soon, say another 10 years. Not that I will stay in this particular office that long. But twice in the span of 3 years is enough! three times, if we extend the period to cover the last 5 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only part 1 of the process, because although we have occupied the new premises, not all the furniture are installed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna need a loooonngg holiday once the dust settles.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:..coincidentally, my sis is also moving house this month..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-131524439245498659?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/131524439245498659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=131524439245498659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/131524439245498659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/131524439245498659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/10/finallypart-1.html' title='Finally...(part 1)'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-6684543734324091415</id><published>2008-10-01T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:36:44.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first F1</title><content type='html'>hohohohoho,......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday, me,Mal,Rudy and Tong went to see the Singapore F1 GP, from the sidelines. I confess I was taking too long to think whether I should buy the ticket to the GP or not, as not many of my friends going. Anyhow, couldn't get the ticket as they are sold out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we were walking around Suntec City to see if we can catch a glimpse of the track from somewhere around there. As I mentioned in my previous post, the noise that the cars made, while we were in Diana Krall's concert is really got me curious and excited to see what it's all about. &lt;br /&gt;So on that qualifying night, we walk around the track to see if there are some free-view spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up on top of a multilevel carpark, a block from Suntec, and can see 2 corners; the turn in front of the meritus mandarin and the turn to the supreme court. And it was just AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;Altough we can only see about 1/20th of the original car size, even from that distance you can feel the adrenalin, the heat and hear the roar of those powerful engines.&lt;br /&gt;We were not the only ones on top of that car park. Even people who has tickets to the race would like to get a better (bigger) view of the street track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, just a few minutes before 10pm (the qualifying race) we moved and managed to get a spot on one of the external staircases of Marina Square that faces the coming cars from raffles boulevard.&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the advantages of not having a ticket is you can pretty much walk around the circuit to see from different point of view rather than rooted to your assigned seat.Off course you'd have to search and climb to the surrounding buildings to see the track, but it was worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to see from the different point of view (and also to see the parked Pagani Zonda in front of the Meritus Mandarin) we went down to the lobby of Meritus, where a lot of people also gathered to see right from the edge of the track! and it was faboulous! Up close, you can smell the rubber burning and the noise was even more deafening! and like nothing I've heard before! Luckily I already equipped myself with ear plugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tricky thing after the race is getting out of the track area. With more than 50,000 people, walking is reduced to crawling at the speed of a snail. Once we reach the streets, we walk to reach mrt or bus and I ended up walking the distance from Suntec city to Sommerset MRT! If it wasn't adrenaline, I wouldn't last that far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I think we are going to get the tickets for next year F1!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I gotta say that I am impressed with the staff at Meritus Mandarin; as a lot of people whom are not guests at the hotel, passers-by like us who wanted to see the track, were walking in and out of the hotel, trampling the grass, taking pictures, use the hotel as the access between the track and the Marina Square; and the staff of the hotel are pretty much leave us be. No body harrassed us or anything. It might be because we are pretty well mannered around the hotel or maybe the hotel are just so full of people that they don't have the resources to manage the mob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-6684543734324091415?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6684543734324091415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=6684543734324091415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6684543734324091415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/6684543734324091415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-f1.html' title='My first F1'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5511985213815605900</id><published>2008-10-01T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:22:28.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diana Krall</title><content type='html'>Last weekend me and nadia went to see Diana Krall concert in Fort Canning Park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few unfortunate elements in play over this concert; &lt;br /&gt;1. The concert was held in the same night as the F1 practice session and in open air where the demonic roar (not that I hate it) of the cars can still be heard. &lt;br /&gt;If the concert was to be held in its original venue at keppel bay, the noise might not travel that far. &lt;br /&gt;2. The concert started late as I think the organisers (or indeed Diana herself) wanted to maximize the break period of F1 practice session. Even so, the first 2 songs and the last 2 songs were still competing with the exhaust noise from the cars and the whup whup of the circling helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;3. Diana was having a flu and the event was peppered with her cough.&lt;br /&gt;4. My backside was flatten a bit due to sitting at the hard brick steps of Fort Canning Centre.&lt;br /&gt;But, other than a few complaints above, I have to say that the experience was not all bad. In spite of having cold, listening to Diana's voice live was an extraordinary experience. Her voice is so smooth! my favourite combination is her voice and the piano. Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: my list above is shorter than somebody else's whom got published in the monday paper. However, I do feel that his feelings are justified as the complaints that he put forward are genuinely unacceptable for a world class concert. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry i can't remember all of the list's items but it involves muddy track of the venue; refreshment booth that are unsatisfactory and untrained ushers on top of the things I've mentioned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5511985213815605900?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5511985213815605900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5511985213815605900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5511985213815605900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5511985213815605900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/10/diana-krall.html' title='Diana Krall'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1516976736824390382</id><published>2008-09-02T10:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T12:17:26.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SLy-Tf7ValI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vwZYCFpNpoE/s1600-h/31082008068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SLy-Tf7ValI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vwZYCFpNpoE/s320/31082008068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241273308549573202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SLy93-34ooI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sve6mFFEzR0/s1600-h/31082008067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SLy93-34ooI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sve6mFFEzR0/s320/31082008067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241272835820266114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,..kali ini postnya pake indo aja deh,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend kemaren, sepupu gue tunangan ama pacarnya. Mereka udah jalan selama kira2 5 tahun-an, dan kemaren itu keluarga si cowoq dateng ke singapore untuk lamaran. Pergi makan lah kita ke No Sign Board seafood di Esplanade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari pihak keluarga cowoq, yg dateng bokap nyokap nya, ie-ie ama ie-chong, cici ama ci-chong + beberapa temen si Bram. Dari pihak ceweq, yg dateng, bokap nyokap novi, kuku ku-chong (bokap nyokap gue), suk-suk (adek bokap novi), gue, adek gue, kokonya novi + pacarnya, Catherine (anak suk-suk) dan anak suk-suk A-Yung, Felix.&lt;br /&gt;Kebetulan emang ini malam terakhir bokap nyokap dan suk suk gue di singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum makan ada acara kalung dulu, istilahnya "diiket" nopi-nya..(hehe). kebayang nggak sih di tengah2 resto rame (full house) gitu, kita pada berdiri 2 meja, maminya Bram ngalungin kalung ke novi, cipika-cipiki, terus pada foto2 keluarga. haha..rada diliatin orang2 meja sebelah sih, mana pada bule2 gitu pula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makanan yg dipesen bener2 banyak banget! 12 macem. Emang si bokap nya Bram doyan makan enak. &lt;br /&gt;Menu: Hisit (sirip ikan hiu); chilli crab; crispy cereal crayfish, garlic steamed bamboo clam; hokkien style steamed fish; black pepper deer meat; abalone with asparagus; saute bull frog with dried chilli; garlic fried vegetable; Deep fried baby squid; steamed japanese beancurd with dice seafood and deep fried seasonal fish.&lt;br /&gt;Dessert buah potong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waalah,..begitu udah keluar 10 macem aja, gue udah kenyang,.padahal nggak makan pake nasi. Terus akhirnya yg pada nggak abis dibungkus, bawa pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis udah pada selesai makan, pada mulai ngomong2 mau lanjut kemana lagi nih. Akhirnya yg muda2 pada mau lanjut ke St.James Powerstation, sementara yg senior2 pada pulang. &lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya head count yg pada ikutan ke St.James cuman dari keluarga ceweq doank, alias gue and sepupu2 gue. Dan ternyata dari 7 yg pergi (gue, novi, adi,felix, catherine,khai ling dan Imelda) cuman gue, adi sama khai ling yg pernah clubbing,sisanya novice semua! wah! ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Memang gue, adi sama khai ling seumur, sedangkan novi,felix,catherine dan imelda lebih kecil.&lt;br /&gt;Haha,...akhirnya kita joget joget bakar lemak, dan pulang jam 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seru loh, soalnya pas yg ikutan pada asik2 semua..hmm,..kita ngomong2 mesti ngadain lagi nih yg kyk gini buat "Hen night" nya nopi tahun depan....hihihi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1516976736824390382?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1516976736824390382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1516976736824390382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1516976736824390382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1516976736824390382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/09/engaged.html' title='Engaged!'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAAQ9baZVRg/SLy-Tf7ValI/AAAAAAAAAAU/vwZYCFpNpoE/s72-c/31082008068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5933819351339395689</id><published>2008-07-28T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T17:02:08.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the guy in black latex and a cape...</title><content type='html'>Not that it doesn't look good on him,..au contraire..Mr.Bale looks ravishing in the costume coupled with the smoker's rasp...&lt;br /&gt;True, you can't see much most of the time; the shy guy keeps to the shadows; but he compensated with his muscle cars, very big motorcycle, cool gadgets and his lamborghini! (I think my heart squeeze a little when the bull smashed in a car crash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion aside, I think the movie really packs a hellofapunch..the story line is very neat, the action is not overwhelming, and it has more "moral of the story" than a simple good against evil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the Joker is any indication of Heath's acting abilities, we sure have lost a great actor and I can certainly understand why they are considering awarding an Oscar post-humously. He was terrifyingly believable as the Joker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the must watch movie of the year and a classic in the making...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5933819351339395689?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thedarkknight.warnerbros.com/' title='the guy in black latex and a cape...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5933819351339395689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5933819351339395689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5933819351339395689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5933819351339395689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/07/guy-in-black-latex-and-cape.html' title='the guy in black latex and a cape...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8341461818801539250</id><published>2008-07-11T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:09:46.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penelope</title><content type='html'>well,its been a while since I last posted my ramblings, here's about another movie I recently watched with some friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penelope is a young lady of 25 years old, graceful, speaks french fluently, comes from a prominent blue blood family, an only child and....has a pig snout for a nose. &lt;br /&gt;It all happens because Penelope's great great great grandfather impregnate a young maid in his employ but will not stand up to marry her. The maid ended up over a cliff and the maid's mother cast a spell onto the family that the first daughter of the family will be different until "her own kind" will accept her as "one of them".&lt;br /&gt;So, penelope was born with piggish features (snout, ear and tail).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother keep Penelope a secret at home (never allowed anyone who is not a family to see her, or let her out of the house either) and concentrated her efforts to groom Penelope to become the perfect bride and wife to marry another blue blooded in order to lift the curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina Ricci played Penelope brilliantly and James MacAvoy was just (..let me sigh for a moment here..) to die for. James played Max Campion a.k.a Johnny, a chronic gambler, whom being paid by a reporter and one of Penelope's ex suitor, to take a picture of Penelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie skips the "where" part; it didn't says a place and also skips "when"; didn't mention the year/century/millenium it happens. Its keeping the fairy tale charm firmly in place with a mixture of reality and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;And it works. Fairy tales doesn't need to be a cartoon, or men in tights (though it certainly can't hurt, haha, just kidding...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8341461818801539250?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8341461818801539250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8341461818801539250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8341461818801539250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8341461818801539250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/07/penelope.html' title='Penelope'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-7973582904771890006</id><published>2008-06-02T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T16:31:27.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Affair to Remember...</title><content type='html'>"Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories,...we've already missed the spring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Meg Ryan and Rosie O'Donnell repeat those lines in the movie "Sleepless in Seattle", I've been curious about it. But not until lately, when I found the video of Josh Groban singing the theme song of the movie at Youtube and I caught myself humming a few bars when I thought of a certain someone,I got hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a good movie, funny, with amazing on-screen chemistry between Cary Grant and Deborah Kerr. I like the wittiness of Deborah Kerr and the way their conversation has an almost Shakespear-an quality in the subtle meaning and undercurrents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who likes "Sleepless in Seattle" (like you, sis) should watch this Affair to Remember...Classic..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-7973582904771890006?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7973582904771890006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=7973582904771890006&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7973582904771890006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/7973582904771890006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/06/affair-to-remember.html' title='An Affair to Remember...'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-9151985353698910463</id><published>2008-06-02T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:22:34.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SATC....what else?</title><content type='html'>Well, the shoes are out of the box! these past 2 weeks movie fans are abuzz with releases after releases; Indiana Jones, Narnia - Prince Caspian, and off course the long awaited Sex and The City movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I heard the news that they are filming the silver screen version, I was keeping an ear to the ground for the release date; and finally yesterday I went with my girlfriends to the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep long story (almost 3 hrs) short, lets just say, the movie captured all about women and their relationship. Probably because it revolves around 4 characters, each with their own set of challenges, it manages to "colour a captivating image using nearly every crayon in the box" (find out about this in the movie!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, hate, betrayal, fidelity, motherhood, marriage, friendship, career, fame, sex and fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I also like about the movie, is the pace. It doesn't feel hurried (compressing about one and a half year's worth of the characters' life), neither did it feel dragged on (145 minutes). I felt I just watched a whole seasons' episodes. &lt;br /&gt;At the end of the movie, there is a sense of closing, but also continuity, with the girls keep on with their dinner and drinks celebrating samantha's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this movie will become one of a classic must watch movie......speaking of which,..please see my next blog..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-9151985353698910463?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.sexandthecitymovie.com/' title='SATC....what else?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/9151985353698910463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=9151985353698910463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/9151985353698910463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/9151985353698910463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/06/satcwhat-else.html' title='SATC....what else?'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1738366653693879842</id><published>2008-04-18T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T17:58:54.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are what you eat....</title><content type='html'>If we go by that sage saying, I would be one hot and saucy chick, because I eat those 'extra crispy with secret recipe'.&lt;br /&gt;Or sweet and berrylicious last week from my 7-layer pancake,nature goer from my sashimi and Threesome lover of BLT sandwich..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1738366653693879842?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1738366653693879842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1738366653693879842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1738366653693879842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1738366653693879842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-are-what-you-eat.html' title='you are what you eat....'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-8607036526494572379</id><published>2008-04-14T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T19:38:40.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My world gourmet summit</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was one of the laziest and most fullfilling (in terms of stomach content) I've had so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with Friday night (weekend almost always start with friday night);&lt;br /&gt;well,..due to a hard day on friday (foul ups at work, etc) we decided we need alcohol, so we planned to head to Harry's (at boat quay) for some nourishing food and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, when we arrived there, its the peak of Happy hour at Harry's and not a single chair or table or a ledge-big-enough-to-hold-a-beer-bottle is available. So with a heavy heart, we decided to go on down the river to Iguana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Iguana, as usual, the crowd is loud, music is in the background and not fighting with conversation, the food is good and the margarita is cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there we were, 2 girls, with a jug of raspberry margarita, fajitas and buritos. Not a half hour later, mal, novi and jovin joined us. Another round of margarita and food being served. We went home full and relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, we went to watch "Definitely, maybe", the lighter-than-air romantic comedy, so light I can't even remember what's the story about...&lt;br /&gt;Its like sniffing glue; cheap (the ticket price), momentarily captivating, and easily forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, me and mal went to try this new 'food bazaar' with a Japanese theme.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, you went in the restaurant, and they gave you a card to record your purchases and a round 'reserved' wood disk to be placed on your table, so you can roam the restaurant freely without losing your table to other hungry birds. The resturant itself has islands and designed to immitate market stalls, so you can hop from one stall to the next and see what they are cooking.&lt;br /&gt;Since i didn't have my lunch, I went a bit mad with all that food on display. They have cold selections; seasoned jelly fish, vinegared baby octopus, salads, sashimi, etc. &lt;br /&gt;They also have assorted tempura, deep fried food and donburi (rice with deep fried meat in omellete);rotabayaki (grill food on stick); Omu rice (tomato ketchup fried rice topped with omelette with a side fried meat),Japanese hot pot; cold soba ;assorted ramen &amp; udon; Japanese style spaghetti &amp; pizza; bamboo rice;Japanese omellette; japanese dessert of red bean with mochi (I am starting to drool just by listing all these food...)&lt;br /&gt;To make long story short, I ordered all my favourite food (and believe me, there are a lot), and go home as stuffed as a thanksgiving turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday, dawn clear and hot, I went for my massage appointment and spent 60 minutes pummeled by a minute Chinese girl no bigger than me with hot rocks. Limber and loose, I then went downstairs to their cafe, where I enjoyed 7 layer (yes, that's right; SEVEN) pancake. &lt;br /&gt;The fluffy and sweet tower is slathered with honey and maple syrup, with a scattered of juicy berries (strawberries, blueberries,raspberries) and nuts (macadamia,almonds,and some I don't recognize). In between them, nutela and dried cherries (I think they were) add some volume and height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry yet? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Got some pictures, but I just can't get them uploaded just yet....in the meantime use your imagination! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-8607036526494572379?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8607036526494572379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=8607036526494572379&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8607036526494572379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/8607036526494572379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-world-gourmet-summit.html' title='My world gourmet summit'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-1348194108795956926</id><published>2008-04-07T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T13:24:42.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a babe in a ranch? a gold fish in the sea?</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, I went to a colleague's place for his birthday BBQ and arrived there with birthday present in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For background information, this colleague of mine is a Brit, married with 2 kids and celebrating his 45th.&lt;br /&gt;So, when I arrived there, the crowd consist of really mature grown ups and really young (and tiny) people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be discourage, I decided this is a good opportunity to brush up my social skills..and to eat, off course,..&lt;br /&gt;Food are good and aplenty,..seafood, roast lamb,fried rice,cheese platter with assorted fruits, potato salad, green salad etc,...&lt;br /&gt;Drinks covers all the bases, from bottled water, fizzy drinks, wine, and beer.&lt;br /&gt;and later I discovered, 2 sheets of brownies baking in the oven. yum..&lt;br /&gt;Kids running around in their bathing suits ;or soaked shirt if the parents aren't fast enough; to/fro the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day progressed, more and more guests arrive and suddenly I realized that I was the only one who is an asian; single with no partner/children/dogs; over 21 and didn't drink alcohol (at that time).&lt;br /&gt;And on top of that, I only knew the host, since no other people from the office came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did chat to a few of the guests, but looks like my social skills need more than brushing; I was not exactly lost, but neither was I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it was fun and I managed to make friend with Shakey; my host's labrador.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-1348194108795956926?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1348194108795956926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=1348194108795956926&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1348194108795956926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/1348194108795956926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/04/babe-in-ranch-gold-fish-in-sea.html' title='a babe in a ranch? a gold fish in the sea?'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31458186.post-5011801234690327486</id><published>2008-03-01T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:11:51.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.......in Death</title><content type='html'>Brilliant...brilliant....brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's three cheers for Nora Roberts for the latest books that she published.&lt;br /&gt;The ones that I read are "Blood Brothers" book 1; "Creation in Death" and "Strangers in Death".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the "In Death" series (which Nora wrote under the pseudonym J.D.Robb), I was hooked ever since I read the first of the series "Naked in Death". There, she introduced us to Eve Dallas, a cop with no-nonsense-ass-kicking attitude as the tough lieutenant of the NYPSD in the year 2058.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since, I've been reading the next and the next on the book list, and all I can tell you that like wine, its getting better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "Creation in Death", I experienced something new. As the story approaching climax, I had a moment where I stopped reading and simply couldn't bring my self to read the next page (for almost like 15 minutes) because I was too scared to find out what will happen to Eve!!.&lt;br /&gt;You see, Eve had just encountered the psycho-lunatic-all-around-mad bad guy and she is unaware that her back up team somewhat hampered and delayed. Meanwhile, Nora had no mercy in twisting our guts with the continues stream of play-by-play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "Stangers in Death" that I've just finished, it once again struck me on how creatively the twist and turns of the story completely spellbind you and make you sit up and pay attention to what's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to mentioned another title which completely floored me is "Innocent in Death" and "Origin in Death". They have so much detail in them and makes the story more than just a story. To sum it, Nora always manages to suprised her reader, shock them, tickle them, make them weep, scared them good, make them laugh, give them something to think about and at the same time, teaches them values in a darn good story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go read it, start from the first of the series, and work your way, as the characters developed, you would enjoy your reading more if you understand the nuances and undercurrents of the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Probably)Not everyone will like Nora Roberts, but that person sure isn't me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31458186-5011801234690327486?l=nomad-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://noraroberts.com' title='.......in Death'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5011801234690327486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31458186&amp;postID=5011801234690327486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5011801234690327486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31458186/posts/default/5011801234690327486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomad-girl.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-death.html' title='.......in Death'/><author><name>nomad girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07777191015541271083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
