<?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-7991395</id><updated>2011-07-08T22:44:14.787+07:00</updated><category term='Day'/><category term='Article'/><title type='text'>Live!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-7394217638493867546</id><published>2009-09-02T11:25:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:41:00.089+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting</title><content type='html'>Fasting month is here (22 Aug - 21 Sep 09).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a good article from anandamarga site about yogic fasting.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to try this, and i SUCCEDDED :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What's so good about fasting? How long does it last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Fasting is one of the secrets of long life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body, and your digestive organs in particular, are required to work and work without any vacation. You know that you require rest from your work or your school from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same way, your digestive system needs a rest from time to time.Periodic fasting provides the rest for your digestive system. It allows your digestive system to recuperate from the rough treatment that you may have given it by overeating or eating the wrong foods or eating at the wrong time.In addition fasting also provides an opportunity to eliminate many toxins from your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fasting, you should take some lemon water with a bit of salt. This drink helps to flush the digestive system, eliminating waste material that might otherwise remain in the body if you didn't fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting also helps you to keep a balanced mind inspite of the attraction of the moon on the fluids of your body. That is why our fasting system is timed in relation to the moon. The eleventh day after the new and full moons is the time when this attraction is very strong. If you fast during this period, then the emptiness of the stomach pulls down liquids that would otherwise rise up in your body under the attraction of the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally fasting also gives you a chance to save some time and use that time for spiritual pursuits. In order to eat, you may have to spend time shopping, cooking, cleaning and of course eating. If you fast, you can use that time to do meditation, to read or some other valuable pursuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This system of yogic fasting has a duration from sunrise to sunrise. You begin at sunrise on the fasting day and eat nothing. If your body is strong you can also refrain from drinking anything.On the next day, you can break the fast with lemon water, as I have mentioned above, and then with fruit and other suitable food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that fasting is difficult. If you prepare yourself for fasting it is not difficult. Prepare yourself physically by taking enough food and also plenty of liquids the day before. Prepare yourself mentally by deciding the night before fasting: "Tomorrow is fasting day, and I am not going to eat anything." If you take this mental determination prior to the fasting day, you will not be hungry during the fasting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't make a prior determination, during the fasting day you will start to think "Maybe I should eat, and fast another day!" Decide beforehand and you will be able to complete your fast.All in all, fasting is one of the best practices for maintaining physical, mental and spiritual health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-7394217638493867546?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/7394217638493867546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/7394217638493867546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2009/09/fasting.html' title='Fasting'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-5892284355342704941</id><published>2009-07-28T10:39:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:43:45.150+07:00</updated><title type='text'>food allergy</title><content type='html'>swollen lips &gt;&gt; one of the signs of food Allergies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food allergies occur when a sensitive person eats, inhales, or comes into contact with even tiny amounts of certain foods or food additives. These allergic reactions can be very mild or may be life-threatening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food allergies are becoming more and more common. There has been an increase in severe food allergy cases in the last 10 years, mostly driven by peanut and tree nut allergies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In adults, the foods most likely to cause anaphylaxis are peanuts, tree nuts, fish, and shellfish.&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms tend to occur just after eating. They may include reddening of the skin, hives, itchy skin, swollen lips or eyelids, tightness of the throat, wheezing, difficulty breathing, coughing, vomiting, or diarrhea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-5892284355342704941?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/5892284355342704941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/5892284355342704941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2009/07/food-allergy.html' title='food allergy'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' 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href="http://www.wolframalpha.com/"&gt;http://www.wolframalpha.com&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&gt; new computable search engine -- interestiiiinggg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy surfing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-792655316096268861?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/792655316096268861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/792655316096268861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-sites.html' title='new sites'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' 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/&gt;lyricsComposer: Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;Lyricist: Jay Chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have too many complaints towards this world&lt;br /&gt;When you fall down you don't dare to continue walking forward&lt;br /&gt;Why must people be so weak, depraved&lt;br /&gt;I ask you to turn on the TV and see&lt;br /&gt;How many people bravely try hard to continue walking for their life&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't we be content with what we have?&lt;br /&gt;You should cherish everything even if you don't possess it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jaychoustudio.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember you said your home was the only castle,&lt;br /&gt;you continue to run with the fragrance of the rice and the flowing river&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, the dreams when you were young, I know&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry, let the fireflies lead you to escape,&lt;br /&gt;the eternal dependence of the folk song in the country&lt;br /&gt;Just go home&lt;br /&gt;Go back to the happiness at the very start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so easy to give up, it's just like I say&lt;br /&gt;For dreams you can't achieve, switch it for another and it'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Put some colour into your life, firstly paint the colour you like on love&lt;br /&gt;Come on and smile, merit and fame aren't the goals&lt;br /&gt;Let yourself be happy, this is what you call meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper airplane from my childhood, it's finally flown back to my hand now&lt;br /&gt;That so called happiness, running barefoot in the fields chasing crickets and getting tired&lt;br /&gt;Picking fruits without permission and getting scared from being stung by bees, who's sniggering?I lean on the scarecrow while being blown by the wind while singing while sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, if the sunshine sprinkles on the road then I won't be afraid of being broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;You should cherish everything even if you don't possess it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember you said your home was the only castle,&lt;br /&gt;you continue to run with the fragrance of the rice and the flowing river&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, dreams when you were young, I know&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry, let the fireflies lead you to escape,&lt;br /&gt;the eternal dependence of the folk song in the country&lt;br /&gt;Just go home&lt;br /&gt;Go back to the happiness at the very start&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-5800416251388279606?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/5800416251388279606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/5800416251388279606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-should-cherish-everything-even-if.html' title='&quot;You should cherish everything even if you don&apos;t possess it&quot;'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-6000518999976902025</id><published>2008-07-20T15:02:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:30:09.998+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ajahn Brahm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ajahnbrahm.org/ajahnbrahm.org.au/Home.html"&gt;http://www.ajahnbrahm.org/ajahnbrahm.org.au/Home.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-6000518999976902025?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/6000518999976902025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/6000518999976902025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2008/07/ajahn-brahm.html' title='Ajahn Brahm'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-9098117111491885277</id><published>2008-05-26T15:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:35:57.467+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reza Gunawan...</title><content type='html'>Aku adalah penggemar berat koko Reza Gunawan.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more, click links below....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rezagunawan.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.rezagunawan.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truenaturehealing.net/html/schedule.html"&gt;http://www.truenaturehealing.net/html/schedule.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-9098117111491885277?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/9098117111491885277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/9098117111491885277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2008/05/reza-gunawan.html' title='Reza Gunawan...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-7953885886033962294</id><published>2007-12-16T09:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T09:53:42.659+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Sungazing good for you?</title><content type='html'>More on "Sun gazer":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.solarhealing.com/sungazing.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.solarhealing.com/sungazing.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rawpaleodiet.org/sungazing/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.rawpaleodiet.org/sungazing/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-7953885886033962294?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/7953885886033962294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/7953885886033962294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-sungazing-good-for-you.html' title='Is Sungazing good for you?'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-5594497246598101057</id><published>2007-08-07T16:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T16:55:32.063+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy Winehouse Lyrics - Love is a losing Game</title><content type='html'>Artist: &lt;a href="http://lyrics-keeper.com/en/amy-winehouse/index.html"&gt;Amy Winehouse Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song: Love Is A Losing Game Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Submit &lt;a href="http://lyrics-keeper.com/cm.php?lang=en&amp;do=AddContent&amp;amp;aid=17792"&gt;New Amy Winehouse Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I was a flame,&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing game&lt;br /&gt;Five story fire as you came,&lt;br /&gt;Love is losing game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One I wish I never played,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a mess we made&lt;br /&gt;And now the final frame,&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played out by the band,&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing hand&lt;br /&gt;More than I could stand,&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self professed profound&lt;br /&gt;Til' the chips were down&lt;br /&gt;Know you’re a gambling man&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing hand&lt;br /&gt;Tho' I battled blind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a fate resigned&lt;br /&gt;Memories mar my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Love it is a fate resigned&lt;br /&gt;Over futile odds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And laughed at by the Gods&lt;br /&gt;And now the final frame,&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing game&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-5594497246598101057?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/5594497246598101057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/5594497246598101057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2007/08/amy-winehouse-lyrics-love-is-losing.html' title='Amy Winehouse Lyrics - Love is a losing Game'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-8000041791426739323</id><published>2007-06-07T13:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T13:25:59.769+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin Thicke</title><content type='html'>Anyone heard of this name?  His songs? &lt;br /&gt;This song is for his lovely wife..... sooo sweeettt.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album:  &lt;a href="http://www.robinthicke.com/bio/"&gt;Evolution of Robin Thicke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; LOST WITHOUT YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how u love me more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And how u think Im sexy baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That u dont want nobody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U dont want this guy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;u dont want that guy u wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Touch yourself when u see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me how u love my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And how I make u feel baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U wanna roll with me u wanna hold with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U wanna stay warm and get out of the cold with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just love 2 hear u say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It makes a man feel good baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me u depend on meI need 2 hear it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im lost without u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cant help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How does it feel2 know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love u baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby youre the perfect shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby youre the perfect weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Treat me like my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want it this way I want it that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want it Tell me u dont want me 2 stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me it would break your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That u love me and all my dirty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U wanna roll with me u wanna hold with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U wanna make fires and get Norwegian wood with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just love 2 hear u say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It makes a man feel good baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im lost without u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cant help myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How does it feel2 know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love u baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-8000041791426739323?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/8000041791426739323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/8000041791426739323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2007/06/robin-thicke.html' title='Robin Thicke'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-7128692325226899834</id><published>2007-05-21T16:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T16:31:57.845+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddhism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Interested in Buddhism?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forestsangha.org/chah11.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;forestsangha.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-7128692325226899834?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/7128692325226899834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/7128692325226899834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2007/05/buddhism.html' title='Buddhism'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-2300686941173970693</id><published>2007-04-12T15:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T16:06:09.501+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Smile Savers &amp; Spoilers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Posted Tue, Apr 03, 2007, 10:02 am PDT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in America right now, a student's science fair project is demonstrating cola's ability to eat through tooth enamel. It's not pretty. But soda isn't the only food that does a number on your grin. Here are some of your smile's worst enemies -- and best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ENEMIES LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Soda, fruit juice, and sports drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Not only are they sugary, they're acidic, and that creates a perfect home for the bacteria that cause cavities and gum disease -- especially if you tend to sip on one or another of these drinks all day (who, us?). Acid-neutralizing saliva just can't keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The realistic fix&lt;/strong&gt;  - Nobody's saying go cold turkey but for all-day swigging, choose water. Reserve these pick-me-ups for once-a-day use. And buy some straws -- sipping through them (&lt;a href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=ApX03i5595m0.Cxk4y0gx9ljY.Y5/SIG=122phd56t/**http%3a//www.realage.com/news_features/tip.aspx%3fdat=20_9_2005"&gt;try this trick&lt;/a&gt;) shrinks teeth-exposure time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sticky stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We're not just talking gooey caramels or fruit rollups. Bread, crackers, chips, sweet rolls, and other refined carbohydrates are nearly as likely to cling to teeth as a Tootsie Roll -- and they hang on for at least 20 minutes. Not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The realistic fix&lt;/strong&gt; -  Try to say no to sticky sweets and carbs when you can't brush afterward. Alternatively, slosh some water around in your mouth or chew a stick of sugarless gum that's sweetened with xylitol. The gum helps remove sticky food particles from your teeth, and xylitol curbs cavity causers and increases healthy saliva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR SMILE'S BEST FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese, please  Eating a bit of cheddar (or whatever) at the end of a meal helps protect teeth. It stimulates the production of cleansing saliva, plus the calcium in cheese helps harden teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crunchy things  Crisp apples, celery and carrots are nature's little toothbrush alternatives. Not only do they help rid your mouth of food particles but their rough, fibrous texture actually scrubs away as you chew, slightly brightening your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a cuppa  Drinking tea after eating can help destroy the germs that cause cavities, gum disease, and phewy breath. That goes for both green and black teas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiitake mushrooms  These delicate, delicious flavor-boosters contain lenitan, a plant substance that's anything but a lightweight: It fights both tooth plaque and the bacteria that live in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-2300686941173970693?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/2300686941173970693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/2300686941173970693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2007/04/top-smile-savers-spoilers.html' title='Top Smile Savers &amp; Spoilers'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-239352168769336317</id><published>2006-12-25T10:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T10:08:50.880+07:00</updated><title type='text'>All GooD Things CoMe To an End</title><content type='html'>good tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/nellyfurtado/allgoodthingscometoanend.html"&gt;ALL GOOD THINGS COME TO AN END&lt;/a&gt; by Nelly Furtado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-239352168769336317?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/239352168769336317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/239352168769336317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='All GooD Things CoMe To an End'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-5931026065455665710</id><published>2006-11-10T16:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T16:49:32.033+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Article'/><title type='text'>Rubik's Cubes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20061108/od_uk_nm/oukoe_uk_life_cubes_2"&gt;Rubik's Cubes&lt;/a&gt; - sexy or unsexy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-5931026065455665710?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/5931026065455665710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/5931026065455665710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/11/rubiks-cubes.html' title='Rubik&apos;s Cubes'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-1110289668584300257</id><published>2006-10-30T09:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T09:39:19.537+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day'/><title type='text'>Post long holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stay at home today. Think i've got &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/content/pages/5/4068_111.htm"&gt;COLD&lt;/a&gt; :( hate to be sick .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;who is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chopra.com/125981.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deepak Chopra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;? His new book: &lt;em&gt;LIFE AFTER DEATH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-1110289668584300257?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/1110289668584300257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/1110289668584300257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/10/post-long-holiday.html' title='Post long holiday'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-116027570514362289</id><published>2006-10-08T09:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T09:48:25.153+07:00</updated><title type='text'>outsourcing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.atimes.com/atimes/South_Asia/HF16Df03.html"&gt;outsourcing :   womb .. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-116027570514362289?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/116027570514362289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/116027570514362289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/10/outsourcing.html' title='outsourcing'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-115867699543503939</id><published>2006-09-19T21:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T21:43:15.450+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashmob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The term lightning-accumulate, usually however English Flashmob (flash - lightning; mobilization - also Smart mobilization ("more intelligently human being-accumulate ", lat. mobilis - mobile) and/or Smart Mobbing designates a short, apparently spontaneous human being-accumulate at public or halfpublic places or purposeful collective Buhrufen with political meetings with those the participants usually personally do not know each other. Flashmobs are organized over Weblogs, groups of messages, E-Mail chain letters or by mobile phone. Although the origin idea was explicitly unpolitical, there were meanwhile already Flashmobs with political background.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.flashmob.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.flashmob.co.uk/"&gt;here&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/7991395-115867699543503939?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115867699543503939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115867699543503939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/09/flashmob.html' title='Flashmob'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-115745243584487095</id><published>2006-09-05T17:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:38:11.206+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a n g e l</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A n g e l&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; by Robbie Williams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sit and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Does an angel contemplate my fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And do they know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The places where we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we're grey and old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cos I have been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That salvation lets their wings unfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So when Im lying in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thoughts running through my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I feel the love is dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And through it all she offers me protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A lot of love and affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whether Im right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And down the waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wherever it may take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that life wont break me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I come to call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wont forsake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When Im feeling weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And my pain walks down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; a one way street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I look above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I know Ill always be blessed with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And as the feeling grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She breathes flesh to my bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And when love is dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And through it all she offers me protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A lot of love and affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whether Im right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And down the waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wherever it may take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that life wont break me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I come to call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wont forsake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And through it all she offers me protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A lot of love and affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whether Im right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And down the waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wherever it may take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that life wont break me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I come to call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she wont forsake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-115745243584487095?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115745243584487095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115745243584487095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/09/n-g-e-l.html' title='a n g e l'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-115675543046617057</id><published>2006-08-28T15:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T15:57:10.476+07:00</updated><title type='text'>cooking class...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After reading my blog, my sweetest friend suggested that i should &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; the damn thing more often"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -- well, i take that as a genuine remark to motivate me :)  t h a n k   y o u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's start a new hobby in cooking - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/65537"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-115675543046617057?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115675543046617057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115675543046617057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/08/cooking-class.html' title='cooking class...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-115615036515915668</id><published>2006-08-21T15:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T15:52:45.170+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend :  17 - 21 Aug 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What did i do on this long weekend&lt;em&gt; [read: stranded in Jakarta]&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. Wed., 16th Aug--&gt; still trying to get ticket Jakarta to Palembang for 17/18/19 Aug.  Got a ridiculous price for 1 seat on 19 Aug to Palembang, however NO SEAT on return flight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2.  Thrus., 17th Aug --&gt;  woke up at 7 am, BREAKFAST, tv, LUNCH, nap, SNACK, tv, DINNER, tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3.  Fri., 18 Aug --&gt;  BREAKFAST, to bank in morning, HUGE LUNCH with Norman, to FUJI to develop photos, SNACK, quick window shopping in mall, to gyn, DINNER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4.  Sat., 19 Aug --&gt; Visited Norman by bus.  The one-day-trip was fun as we keept on FEEDING ourselves for 4 hours...  :)   Back in Jakarta at 5.30 pm, perfect time for DINNER:  Manado food - yummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5.  Sun., 20 Aug --&gt;  To mall to collect photos, snack: CREPES with banana, chocolate and cheese fillings.  Simple DINNER:  Fried rice and spicy rice noodle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6.  Mon., 21 Aug --&gt;  groceries in am. LUNCH, and we also bought food for our DINNER later (again, Manado food) ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really look forward to coming back to office tomorrow - first time in in my 9 working years  :)   i wonder whether it has something to do with the  slow, hopeless internet connection at home for the past  few days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-115615036515915668?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115615036515915668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115615036515915668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/08/long-weekend-17-21-aug-2006.html' title='Long weekend :  17 - 21 Aug 2006'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-115356015263906936</id><published>2006-07-22T16:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T16:22:32.646+07:00</updated><title type='text'>? Lady in the water ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ladyinthewater.warnerbros.com/"&gt;http://ladyinthewater.warnerbros.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-115356015263906936?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115356015263906936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115356015263906936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/07/lady-in-water.html' title='? Lady in the water ?'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-115338165300415021</id><published>2006-07-20T14:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T14:47:33.066+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bellspalsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bellspalsy.ws/"&gt;http://www.bellspalsy.ws/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-115338165300415021?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115338165300415021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115338165300415021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/07/bellspalsy.html' title='Bellspalsy'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-115329213356437091</id><published>2006-07-19T13:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:55:33.573+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rattan addicts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kennethcobonpue.com/"&gt;http://www.kennethcobonpue.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely designs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-115329213356437091?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115329213356437091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115329213356437091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/07/rattan-addicts.html' title='Rattan addicts?'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-115051878333680644</id><published>2006-06-17T11:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T11:36:44.813+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick with you..</title><content type='html'>another sweet song :) for my gorgeous reader ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Stick with u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by pussy cat dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't wanna go another day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seems as like everybody is breaking up and throwing their love away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I know I got a good thing right here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's why I say (Hey) Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u, my baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't wanna go another day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So I'm telling you, exactly what is on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See the way we ride, in our private lives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ain't nobody gettin' in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want you to know that, your the only one for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u my baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And now, ain't nothing else I can need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And now, I'm singing.. 'cause your so, so into me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got you, we'll be making love endlessly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm with you, baby you're with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So don't cha worry about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;people hanging around they ain't bring us down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know you, and you know me and that's all that counts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So don't cha worry about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;people hanging around they ain't bring us down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know you, and you know me and that's why, that's why I say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u my baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody gonna love me better, I must stick wit u forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher, I must stick wit u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know how to appreciate me, I must stick wit u my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way, I must stick wit u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-115051878333680644?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115051878333680644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115051878333680644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/06/stick-with-you.html' title='Stick with you..'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-115051659504047067</id><published>2006-06-17T10:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:24:26.420+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thypoid fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm down with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.infoforyourhealth.com/Fever/Typhoid-Fever.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thypoid fever&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- today is the 7th day of my "resting-day" at home = 7th day of eating &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt; porridge 3 x 1 day = antibiotics 3 x 1 day +&lt;a href="http://www.vermindo.com/vermint.htm"&gt; traditional &lt;/a&gt;medicine that contains the extract of the powerful &lt;a href="http://www.wormpost.com/worms/biology.html"&gt;Lumbricus Rubellus&lt;/a&gt; - shocking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About the nuisance &lt;em&gt;salmonella &lt;/em&gt;bacteria click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://complexmedium.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-do-we-study-salmonella.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-115051659504047067?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115051659504047067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/115051659504047067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/06/thypoid-fever.html' title='Thypoid fever'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-114844446423364285</id><published>2006-05-24T10:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T11:35:41.010+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bohemian..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Excerpts of my conversation yesterday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Guest: you look Bohemian today&lt;br /&gt;mery:  thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Results from googling "Bohemian":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From: hyperreal-ga on 01 Mar 2005 09:23 PST&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. a nonconformist writer or artist who lives an unconventional life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. unconventional in especially appearance and behavior; "a bohemian life style" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Gypsy: a member of a nomadic people originating in northern India andnow living on all continents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. a native or inhabitant of Bohemia in the Czech Republic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;From: eaglewiz-ga on 08 Mar 2005 17:29 PST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The name BOHEMIA (Boiohaemum) was coined by the Romans, derived fromthe Celtic tribe BOII, who were the iron age (700 BC to 0) pre-Slavicoccupants of what is now the Czech Republic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Over the ages the name BOHEMIA became synonymous with the (much) more recent, modern day occupants of the Czech Republic (Cechy), who have lived therefor roughly 1500 years. The Czechs DO consider themselves to be true "BOHEMIANS" and the wordtransltes to Czech in Czech, but it is a misnomer from a Historical pointof view. (The iron age Celts in the area have long ago been displaced andassimilated by the Germanic Marcomanni, by the Romans... and finally by theSlavic peoples 300-700 AD.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pre-Slavic cultures of the Czech Republic dating back many millenia areonly known through archeological artifacts, and later from the history of theRoman Empire. The early historical records of the modern day Czechs... save for the legendof the three brothers Cech, Lech and Rus compiled by COSMO circa 1100 AD...were burned and destroyed by the 8th century marauding conquests of"The Holly Roman Empire" Written history of the Czechs begins circa 800, leading into the "Great Moravian Empire".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;---The word Bohemian has also been attached to the unorthodox, wild, beatnic,anti-establishment intellectual, song and wine, life style of the "ARTISTIC"sub-culture in Paris. The apparent original connection was the ignorantconfusion between Czechs and Gypsies. Gypsies, of course being a totallydifferent nomadic nation with Romani roots, who traversed eastern andcentral Europe, including Bohemia and Slovakia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;---The Proud Bohemian \__-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From: buddy12349-ga on 31 Mar 2005 19:28 PST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The modern day equivalent would be a hippy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-114844446423364285?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114844446423364285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114844446423364285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/05/bohemian.html' title='Bohemian..'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-114664287540085254</id><published>2006-05-03T14:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T14:54:35.413+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ChooSe to LisTen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; It is easy to get angry with those who criticize you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it is better to listen and to consider what they have to say.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If the criticism is completely misdirected and unfounded, then you can simply let it go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yet often it can be valuable and productive to objectively consider what your critics are thinking.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The worst response to criticism is to become angry, insulted and defensive.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For by doing so, you actually give more power and credibility to that criticism.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Instead, listen carefully and appreciatively to what your critics have to say.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even if the criticism is decidedly negative, somewhere there are positive insights that you can gain from it.     Don't let your ego prevent you from learning something valuable.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being receptive to criticism strengthens your confidence and can improve your competence.         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Choose to know and understand what others think of you.  Instead of getting angry and defensive over the words of others, choose to listen, consider and grow stronger because of them.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note :   Very wise words, easy to express but (rather) difficult to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-114664287540085254?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114664287540085254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114664287540085254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/05/choose-to-listen.html' title='ChooSe to LisTen'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-114585204503529445</id><published>2006-04-24T11:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T11:14:05.043+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayurvedic ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ayurvediccure.com/breast_massage.htm"&gt;http://www.ayurvediccure.com/breast_massage.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-114585204503529445?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114585204503529445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114585204503529445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/04/ayurvedic.html' title='Ayurvedic ...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-114344275712018794</id><published>2006-03-27T13:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:08:08.896+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary People</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Ordinary People by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnlegend.com/index1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;JOHN LEGEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Girl im in love with you&lt;br /&gt;This ain't the honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;Past the infatuation phase&lt;br /&gt;Right in the thick of love&lt;br /&gt;At times we get sick of love&lt;br /&gt;It seems like we argue everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i misbehaved&lt;br /&gt;And you made your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;And we both still got room left to grow&lt;br /&gt;And though love sometimes hurts&lt;br /&gt;I still put you first&lt;br /&gt;And we'll make this thing work&lt;br /&gt;But I think we should take it slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;We don't know which way to go&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we're ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;br /&gt;This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;br /&gt;This time we'll take it slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a movie no&lt;br /&gt;No fairy tale conclusion ya'll&lt;br /&gt;It gets more confusing everyday&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's heaven sent&lt;br /&gt;Then we head back to hell again&lt;br /&gt;We kiss then we make up on the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hang up you call&lt;br /&gt;We rise and we fall&lt;br /&gt;And we feel like just walking away&lt;br /&gt;As our love advances&lt;br /&gt;We take second chances&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;I Still want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;We don't know which way to go&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we're ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;br /&gt;This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;br /&gt;This time we'll take it slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it slow&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll live and learn&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll stay, maybe you'll leave,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you'll return&lt;br /&gt;Maybe another fight&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we won't survive&lt;br /&gt;But maybe we'll grow&lt;br /&gt;We never know baby youuuu and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;We don't know which way to go&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we're ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should take it slow (Heyyy)&lt;br /&gt;We're just ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;We don't know which way to go&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we're ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;br /&gt;This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)&lt;br /&gt;This time we'll take it slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-114344275712018794?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114344275712018794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114344275712018794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/03/ordinary-people.html' title='Ordinary People'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-114258979342734649</id><published>2006-03-17T16:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T13:20:40.116+07:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore trip 4-11 mar 06</title><content type='html'>Went to Singapore for few days with mom &amp; my brother, Norman - it was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is something from the trip -- Massage, anyone? xi..xi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://www.webpost.net/be/beehive/massage.JPG" width="250" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-114258979342734649?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114258979342734649'/><link rel='self' 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Order!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-114109221713997586?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114109221713997586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114109221713997586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/02/e-coli-bacteria-in-ice.html' title='E coli bacteria in ice :('/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-114109178862483597</id><published>2006-02-28T08:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T08:56:28.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>BiRdflU ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;More on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.birdflu.org.cn/faqs.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BIRDFLU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-114109178862483597?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114109178862483597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114109178862483597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/02/birdflu.html' title='BiRdflU ....'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-114109156909418424</id><published>2006-02-28T08:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T08:52:49.103+07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Windows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/windowsvista/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.microsoft.com/windowsvista/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-114109156909418424?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114109156909418424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/114109156909418424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-windows.html' title='New Windows'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113884863025458107</id><published>2006-02-02T09:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T10:39:33.750+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.radioonejakarta.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Radio One &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Jakarta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiz:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Send your loving thoughts on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"What does your partner / spouse mean to you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;to fax: +62-21-83707172 or email &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:onelove@radioonejakarta.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;onelove@radioonejakarta.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Deadline 14th Feb 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Winner:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- 1 night at JW Marriot Hotel - Governor Suite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- Romantic Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113884863025458107?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113884863025458107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113884863025458107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentine-quiz.html' title='Valentine Quiz'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113739627135598437</id><published>2006-01-16T14:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T14:24:31.366+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scent of a Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/4614842.stm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;report&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113739627135598437?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113739627135598437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113739627135598437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/01/scent-of-woman.html' title='The Scent of a Woman'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113651942029764820</id><published>2006-01-06T10:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T10:50:20.340+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flouride exposure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fluoridealert.org/f-sources.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Flouride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt; -  good or bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113651942029764820?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113651942029764820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113651942029764820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/01/flouride-exposure.html' title='Flouride exposure'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113644896165764084</id><published>2006-01-05T14:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T10:51:36.033+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall We Dance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;A very interesting line by Mrs. Clark (Susan Sarandon) on &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why People get married&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in film "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themoviebox.net/movies/2004/STUVWXYZ/Shall-We-Dance/main-page.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Shall We Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;" :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Because we need a witness to our lives. There is a billion people on the planet, what does anyone's life really mean? But in a marriage, you are promising to care about everything, the good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things - all of it, all the time, everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Your life will not go unwitnessed because I will be your witness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113644896165764084?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113644896165764084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113644896165764084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2006/01/shall-we-dance.html' title='Shall We Dance?'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113582446200600042</id><published>2005-12-29T09:45:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T09:47:42.016+07:00</updated><title type='text'>shocking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/WORLD/asiapcf/12/28/pakistan.honor.ap/index.html"&gt;what a world we live in...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113582446200600042?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113582446200600042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113582446200600042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/12/shocking.html' title='shocking!'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113513121481538481</id><published>2005-12-21T09:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T17:34:21.649+07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAAAAYY!!  30 NOW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-----Original Message-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sent: Wednesday, December 21,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; 2005 12:01 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To: Mery Gunawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Subject: songs come in all languages, love comes in all signs, birthday wishes come in all fonts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, our dear Mery…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Happy Birthday, our dear Mery?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Happy Birthday, our dear Mery…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday, our dear Mery…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday, our dear Mery…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Happy Birthday, our dear Mery…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Birthday, our dear Mery…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, our dear Mery…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Birthday, our dear Mery…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Happy Birthday, our dear Mery…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113513121481538481?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113513121481538481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113513121481538481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/12/birthdaaaayy-30-now.html' title='BIRTHDAAAAYY!!  30 NOW!!'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113506470777271731</id><published>2005-12-20T14:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T14:45:07.786+07:00</updated><title type='text'>u g l y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sugababes.com/"&gt;Sugababes &lt;/a&gt;- Ugly Lyrics &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was 7&lt;br /&gt;They said I was strange&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that my eyes and hair weren't the same&lt;br /&gt;I asked my parents if I was OK&lt;br /&gt;They said you're more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And that's the way they show that they wish&lt;br /&gt;They had your smile&lt;br /&gt;So my confidence was up for a while&lt;br /&gt;I got real comfortable with my own style&lt;br /&gt;I knew that they were only jealous cos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People are all the same&lt;br /&gt;And we only get judged by what we do&lt;br /&gt;Personality reflects name&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm ugly then&lt;br /&gt;So are you&lt;br /&gt;So are you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I felt like I cared&lt;br /&gt;That I was shorter than everyone there&lt;br /&gt;People made me feel like life was unfair&lt;br /&gt;And I did things that made me ashamed&lt;br /&gt;Cos I didn't know my body would change&lt;br /&gt;I grew taller than them in more ways&lt;br /&gt;But there will always be the one who will say&lt;br /&gt;Something bad to make them feel great&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are all the same&lt;br /&gt;And we only get judged by what we do&lt;br /&gt;Personality reflects name&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm ugly then&lt;br /&gt;So are you&lt;br /&gt;So are you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are all the same&lt;br /&gt;And we only get judged by what we do&lt;br /&gt;Personality reflects name&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm ugly then&lt;br /&gt;So are you&lt;br /&gt;So are you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody talks bad about somebody&lt;br /&gt;And never realises how it affects somebody&lt;br /&gt;And you bet it won't be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Envy is the only thing it could be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos people are all the same&lt;br /&gt;(The same, the same)&lt;br /&gt;And we only get judged by what we do&lt;br /&gt;(What we do, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Personality reflects name&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm ugly then&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, you)&lt;br /&gt;So are you&lt;br /&gt;So are you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are all the same&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, oh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;And we only get judged by what we do&lt;br /&gt;(What we do, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Personality reflects name&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm ugly then&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, so are you)&lt;br /&gt;So are you&lt;br /&gt;So are you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113506470777271731?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113506470777271731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113506470777271731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/12/u-g-l-y.html' title='u g l y'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113505224367279290</id><published>2005-12-20T10:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T11:20:48.523+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday week :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photos from our trip to Medan 9th - 11th Dec 06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/me/merygunawan/PHOT0005.JPG" width="225" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;turbulance! shaaaakkyyyy....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/me/merygunawan/PHOT0008.JPG" width="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;walking in the rain, with plastic bag on our heads &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://www.webpost.net/me/merygunawan/singer.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;traditional chinese singer - you will not see this in Jakarta or Palembang! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="180" src="http://www.webpost.net/me/merygunawan/temple.JPG" width="250" /&gt;view from hotel room, can you see the golden temple?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weekend -&gt; 16-18 Dec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've uploaded all the photos of my 'birthday week' that includes the gifts from my lovely friend, Alex :) BUT the site keeps on showing this message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Forbidden / Temporarily Unavailable&lt;br /&gt;The URL you have requested is either currently unavailable due to bandwidth limitations or is forbidden for you to access. Please try again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113505224367279290?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113505224367279290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113505224367279290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/12/birthday-week.html' title='Birthday week :)'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113454979837054338</id><published>2005-12-14T15:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T15:43:18.423+07:00</updated><title type='text'>love is in the air...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am having a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rotiboy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Roti Boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bun - Yuuuummmmmyyyy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yummy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adjective INFORMAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1.   tasting extremely good:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think I'll have some more of that yummy chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;- There are some yummy-looking desserts over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2.   sexually attractive:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And tell her to bring along that yummy brother of hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Below is a beautiful quote from &lt;a href="http://www.wisdomquotes.com/000673.html"&gt;Roy Croft &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I Love you not only for what you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but for what i am when i am with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love you not only for what you have made of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;but for what you are making of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i lov eyou for the part of me that you brought out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love you for putting your hand into my heaped up heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and passing over all the foolish, weak things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;that you can't help dimly see there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and for drawing out into the light all the beautiful belongings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;that no one else had looked quite far enough to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love you because you are helping me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;to make of the lumber of my life not a tavern but a temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you have done it without a touch. without a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you have done it by being yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;my companion and comforter, guide and friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the one i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113454979837054338?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113454979837054338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113454979837054338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-is-in-air.html' title='love is in the air...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113392775976374857</id><published>2005-12-07T10:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T10:55:59.776+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate vs Falling in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Below is an&lt;em&gt; 'article'&lt;/em&gt; written by my sweet lovely creative friend, Alex, when he's hungry :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Falling in a love is a bit like digestion orrespiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's just another physiological function.  &lt;a href="http://www.articleworld.org/index.php/Aphrodisiac"&gt;Phenylethelamine &lt;/a&gt;(I hope I spelt that right) is a kind of hormone that acts as an 'upper' (just like a drug) and we feel happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But guess what?  The same stuff is found in chocolates, although in very small quantitites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So if you want to fall in love and still stay single and independent, you should eat a tonne of chocolates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But then you'd have to visit the dentist often, and if the dentist was cute, you'd end up falling in love with him/her...and the whole thing would turn out to be an exercise in futility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moral?  It's better to eat chocolates in small quantities so you continue to remain in love (though not as deeply) and avoid visiting the dentist...cute or otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So please tell your friends to start eating chocolates.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And just look at the bright side....unlike people often opposite sex, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;chocolates don't snore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;chocolates don't leave the toilet seat up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;chocolates don't pick their nose, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;leave their clothes in a pile on the living room floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113392775976374857?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113392775976374857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113392775976374857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/12/chocolate-vs-falling-in-love.html' title='Chocolate vs Falling in Love'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-113334226766120296</id><published>2005-11-30T15:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T16:17:47.676+07:00</updated><title type='text'>love dharma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm reading LOVE DHARMA by Geri Larkin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We can do this.  We see that the other person, like us, has both flowers and compost inside, and we accept this.  Our practice is to water the floweress in her, and not bring her more garbage.  We avoic blaming and arguing.  When we try to grow flowers, if the flowers do not grow well, we do not blame or argue with them.  We blame ourselves for not taking care of them well.  Our partner is a flower.  If we take care fo her well, she will grow beautifully.  If we take care of her poorly, she will wither.  To help a flower grow well, we must understand her nature.  How much water does she need?  how much sunshine?  We look depply into ourselves to see our true nature, and we look into the other person to see her nature... We can sit down, hold our partner's hand, look deeply at him, and say, "Darling, do I understand you enough?  Do i water you seeds of suffering?  Do I water your seed of joy?  Please tell me how i can love you better".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-113334226766120296?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113334226766120296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/113334226766120296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/11/love-dharma.html' title='love dharma'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-112312955734322644</id><published>2005-08-04T11:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T11:25:57.350+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transgender Group - Korea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Saw this group of 'beautiful-looking' &lt;em&gt;transgender&lt;/em&gt; singers : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.chosun.com/w21data/html/news/200503/200503270008.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"LADY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt; on TV last night.   They can sing, dance and they are stuningly pretty!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woman, be afraid ... be veeeeryyy afraiiiddd......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-112312955734322644?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112312955734322644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112312955734322644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/08/transgender-group-korea.html' title='Transgender Group - Korea'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-112288872968570433</id><published>2005-08-01T16:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T16:32:09.693+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Other side of the world Lyrics</title><content type='html'>Long distance relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Side of The World by KT Tunstall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the sea and far away &lt;br /&gt;She's waiting like an Iceberg &lt;br /&gt;Waiting to change, &lt;br /&gt;But she's cold inside &lt;br /&gt;She wants to be like &lt;br /&gt;the water, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the muscles tighten in her face &lt;br /&gt;Buries her soul in one embrace &lt;br /&gt;They're one and the same &lt;br /&gt;Just like water &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fire fades away &lt;br /&gt;But most of everyday &lt;br /&gt;Is full of tired excuses &lt;br /&gt;But it's too hard to say &lt;br /&gt;I wish it were simple &lt;br /&gt;But we give up easily &lt;br /&gt;You're close enough to see that &lt;br /&gt;You're.... the other side of the world &lt;br /&gt;to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On comes the panic light &lt;br /&gt;Holding on with fingers &lt;br /&gt;and feelings alike &lt;br /&gt;But the time has come &lt;br /&gt;To move along &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fire fades away &lt;br /&gt;But most of everyday &lt;br /&gt;Is full of tired excuses &lt;br /&gt;But it's too hard to say &lt;br /&gt;I wish it were simple &lt;br /&gt;But we give up easily &lt;br /&gt;You're close enough to see that &lt;br /&gt;You're.... the other side of the world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me? &lt;br /&gt;Can you let me go &lt;br /&gt;And can you still love me &lt;br /&gt;When you can't see me anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the fire fades away &lt;br /&gt;most of everyday &lt;br /&gt;Is full of tired excuses &lt;br /&gt;But it's too hard to say &lt;br /&gt;I wish it were simple &lt;br /&gt;But we give up easily &lt;br /&gt;You're close enough to see that &lt;br /&gt;You're.... the other side of the world &lt;br /&gt;Ohh.... the other side of the world &lt;br /&gt;You're.... the other side of the world &lt;br /&gt;To me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-112288872968570433?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112288872968570433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112288872968570433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/08/other-side-of-world-lyrics.html' title='Other side of the world Lyrics'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-112262694991140835</id><published>2005-07-29T15:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T15:49:09.916+07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My friend told me that he and girlfriend are off to a lodge this weekend -- this is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.treetops.co.nz"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ...  beeeeaaauuutiifuuuuullll!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-112262694991140835?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112262694991140835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112262694991140835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/07/weekend.html' title='weekend ...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-112252263111893261</id><published>2005-07-28T10:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T10:50:31.126+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shirley Bassey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bought the Platinum CD of &lt;a href="http://http://www.vh1.com/artists/az/bassey_shirley/artist.jhtml"&gt;Shirley Bassey&lt;/a&gt; - one of the tracks:  "Diamonds are forever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diamonds are forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They are all I need to please me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They can stimulate and tease me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They won't leave in the night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've no fear that they might desert me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;m&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diamonds are forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold one up and then caress it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Touch it, stroke it and undress it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can see every part, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing hides in the heart to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For what good will love do me?D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iamonds never lie to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For when love's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They'll lustre on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diamonds are forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sparkling round my little finger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unlike men, the diamonds linger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Men are mere mortals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who are not worth going to your grave for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't need love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For what good will love do me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;m&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diamonds never lie to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For when love's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They'll lustre on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;m&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diamonds are forever, forever, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diamonds are forever, forever, forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-112252263111893261?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112252263111893261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112252263111893261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/07/shirley-bassey.html' title='Shirley Bassey'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-112130746738996098</id><published>2005-07-14T09:08:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T10:33:46.453+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemical Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Group: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mychemicalromance.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Helena-lyrics-My-Chemical-Romance/4F9D210A09D80A2148256EA9002F4AA5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Helena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Video music rating : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 STARS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-112130746738996098?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112130746738996098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112130746738996098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/07/chemical-romance.html' title='Chemical Romance'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-112009864584151299</id><published>2005-06-30T09:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T10:32:41.600+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Learn to love the people who are with you at present.&lt;br /&gt;Forget the people in the past and thank them for hurting you, which led you to love the people you have right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you'll do crazy things you can't explain, you'll deny the truth and believe in lies. When you love someone, you sacrifice, give everything you've got and don't think twice. You risk it all no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in life is temporary because everything changes. That is why it takes courage to love, knowing it might end anytime...having faith will make it last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are not the one who laugh when you laugh and cry when you cry. They are the ones who make you laugh and stop you from crying.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the feeling we fall in and out of, and every time we fall off, we learn to hold on tighter...hoping that next time, we may never have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say when love knocks at your door, open it. But do you know that sometimes love enters through the back door and before you begin to notice it, it's on it's way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved only to let it go?..&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever hated someone and loved him so?..&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever missed someone so bad it made you cry?..&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen someone left alone without knowing why? ..&lt;br /&gt;True: Lucky is the man who wins the first love of a woman but luckier is the woman who wins the last love of a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not the right word to say when you feel guilty nor the right word to say when you like a person but love really matters when we share our thoughts, our minds, and our hearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Life has a way of changing things but not the joy that friendship brings, for friendship is like the shining moon, makes each night a brighter one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not for beauty or color of the skin, but for a heart that is loyal within, for beauty fades and the skin would grow old but a heart that is loyal will never turn cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart, forgive them for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love is easy to feel, so hard to explain; so easy to get, so hard to let go; so easy to spell, so hard to define...and yet everyone is still taking the risk. That's love !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in love in mutual weirdness and call it LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never be afraid to fall in love. It may hurt a lot, it may give you aches and pain, but if you don't follow your heart; in the end you will cry even more for not giving love a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone loves you, love them back not only because they love you, but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes to things you have never seen or felt without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past is meant to be used as a tool for the future. Bad experiences indeed make you bitter but the lessons learned should make you better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On letting go: it hurts to see someone you love happy with somebody else; but wouldn't it hurt you more to see that person unhappy...with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find arms that will hold you at your weakest, eyes that will see you at your ugliest, lips that will kiss you in both instances, and a heart that will love you at your worst, then you have found true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Someday, someone might come into your life and love you in a way you always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your someday was yesterday.. LEARN&lt;br /&gt;If your someday is tomorrow.. HOPE&lt;br /&gt;If your someday is today.. CHERISH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-112009864584151299?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112009864584151299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/112009864584151299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/06/insight.html' title='Insight...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111889783148243895</id><published>2005-06-16T11:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T10:22:00.903+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bengali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is my 8th day in Dhaka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Traffic is not so bad here compare to Jakarta, BUT...the honking can cause nervous breakdown! I get used to being stared at now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went for field trip on Sunday - Monday to Rasjhashi (unsure how to write the word?), anyways it was an interesting experience to meet the farmers... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some words from the trip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Kudahafiz = goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Sushadu = delicious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With the Female Farmers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://www.webpost.net/dh/dhakadhaka/1.JPG" width="280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Local People&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="225" src="http://www.webpost.net/dh/dhakadhaka/2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111889783148243895?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111889783148243895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111889783148243895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/06/bengali.html' title='Bengali'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111716533312833706</id><published>2005-05-28T10:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T10:42:13.133+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another Marvel comic - movie:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marveldirectory.com/teams/fantasticfour.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FANTASTIC FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- in Mid June 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111716533312833706?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111716533312833706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111716533312833706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/05/fantastic-four.html' title='Fantastic Four'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111716445053102090</id><published>2005-05-27T10:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T10:27:30.536+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Worm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Books to read:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/068987474X/ref=sib_rdr_dp/104-4355638-9805502"&gt;He's just not that into you &lt;/a&gt;by Greg Behrendt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Editorial Reviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Publishers WeeklyIt’s a classic single-woman scenario: you really like this guy, but he’s giving mixed messages. You make excuses, decide he’s confused, afraid of commitment. Behrendt, a former executive story editor for Sex and the City—and a formerly single (now happily married) guy who knows all the excuses—provides a simple answer: he’s just not that into you. Stop kidding yourself, let go and look for someone else who will be. After all, as Behrendt sensibly puts it, "if a (sane) guy really likes you, there ain’t nothing that’s going to get in his way." If you’re not convinced yet, by all means read this smart, funny and surprisingly upbeat little book, full of q’s and a’s covering every excuse woman has ever made to avoid admitting to herself that a man just wasn’t that smitten with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;opyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-  Five people you meet in heaven by Mitch Albom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-  Tuesday with Mory by Mitch Albom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy readiiinggg.....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111716445053102090?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111716445053102090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111716445053102090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/05/book-worm.html' title='Book Worm'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111586682230806977</id><published>2005-05-12T09:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T10:01:56.320+07:00</updated><title type='text'>AR 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race7/"&gt;Amazing Race 7 &lt;/a&gt;was on last night. Another unpredictable winners but I'm TOTALLY happy for the them!  Uchenna &amp; Joyce will get going with their baby plan :)  good things happen to good people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111586682230806977?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111586682230806977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111586682230806977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/05/ar-7.html' title='AR 7'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111336172491442729</id><published>2005-04-13T09:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T10:08:44.920+07:00</updated><title type='text'>b a n a n a s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you'll NEVER  look at a banana in the same way again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Containing three natural sugars - sucrose, fructose and glucose combined with fiber, a banana gives an instant, sustained and substantial boost of energy.  Research has proven that just two bananas provide enough energy for a strenuous 90-minute workout. No wonder the banana is the number one fruit with the world's leading athletes. But energy isn't the only way a banana can help us keep fit. It can also help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Depression: According to a recent survey undertaken by MIND amongst people suffering from depression, many felt much better after eating a banana. This is because bananas contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts into serotonin, known to make you relax, improve your mood and generally make you feel happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PMS: Forget the pills - eat a banana. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates blood glucose levels, which can affect your mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anemia: High in iron, bananas can stimulate the production of hemoglobin in the blood and so helps in cases of anemia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Blood Pressure: This unique tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt, making it the perfect to beat blood pressure.  So much so, the US Food and Drug Administration has just allowed the banana industry to make officialclaims for the fruit's ability to reduce the risk of blood pressure and stroke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Brain Power: 200 students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school were helped through their exams this year by eating bananas at breakfast, break, and lunch in a bid to boost their brain power. Research has shown that the potassium-pack! ed fruit can assist learning by making pupils more alert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Constipation: High in fiber, including bananas in the diet can help restore normal bowel action, helping to overcome the problem without resorting to laxatives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hangovers: One of the quickest ways of curing a hangover is to make a banana milkshake, sweetened with honey. The banana calms the stomach and, with the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar levels, while the milk soothes and  re-hydrates your system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Heartburn: Bananas have a natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from heartburn, try eating a banana for soothing relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Morning Sickness: Snacking on bananas between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up and avoid morning sickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mosquito bites: Before reaching for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected area with the inside of a banana skin. Many people find it amazingly successful at reducing swelling and irritation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nerves: Bananas are high in B vitamins that help calm the nervous system. Overweight and stress at work? Studies at the Institute of Psychology in Austria found pressure at work leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and crisps. Looking at 5,000 hospital patients, researchers found the most obese were more likely to be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that, to avoid panic-induced food cravings, we need to control our blood sugar levels by snacking on high carbohydrate foods every two hours to keep levels steady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ulcers: The banana is used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because of its soft texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can be eaten without distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes over-acidity and reduces irritation by coating the lining of the stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Temperature control: Many other cultures see bananas as a "cooling" fruit that can lower both the physical and  emotional temperature of expectant mothers. In Thailand, for example, pregnant women eat bananas to ensuretheir baby is born with a cool temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD): Bananas can help SAD sufferers because they contain the natural moodenhancer tryptophan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Smoking: Bananas can also help people trying to give up smoking. The B6 and B12 they contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the body recov! er from the effects of nicotine withdrawal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stress: Potassium is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat, sends oxygen to the brain and regulates your body's water balance. When we are stressed, our metabolic rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels. These can  be rebalanced with the help of a high-potassium banana snack.Strokes: According to research in "The New England Journal of Medicine,"eating bananas as part of a regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokes by as much as 40%!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Warts: Those keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off a wart, take a piece of banana skin and place it on the wart, with the yellow side out. Carefully hold the skin in place with a plaster or surgical tape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Banana really is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare it to an apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrate, three times the phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best value foods around. So maybe its time to change that well-known phrase so that we  say, "A banana a day keeps the doctor away!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: Bananas must be the reason monkeys are so happy all the time!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111336172491442729?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111336172491442729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111336172491442729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/04/b-n-n-s.html' title='b a n a n a s'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111292937080374790</id><published>2005-04-08T09:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T10:02:50.806+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fransiscan Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;More about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.franciscanbrothers.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fransiscan Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brothersofpeace.org/information.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;On giving their last respect to Pope John Paul II yesterday, they had to queue for 18 hours ....Apparently the Fransiscan Brothers are famous for their patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111292937080374790?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111292937080374790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111292937080374790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/04/fransiscan-brothers.html' title='Fransiscan Brothers'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111267639681393671</id><published>2005-04-05T11:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T11:46:36.813+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol - Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.robthomasmusic.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rob Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His profile &lt;a href="http://http://www.perfectpeople.net/biopage.php3/cid=1188"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He is adorable than ever now - the way he dances :)  yummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The latest single: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.lyricstop.com/l/lonelynomore-robthomas.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lonely No More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111267639681393671?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111267639681393671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111267639681393671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/04/idol-idol.html' title='Idol - Idol'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111216766139110791</id><published>2005-03-30T14:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T14:27:41.393+07:00</updated><title type='text'>unconditional love - mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There is only one pretty child in the world and every mother has it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;---Chinese Proverb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111216766139110791?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111216766139110791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111216766139110791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/unconditional-love-mom.html' title='unconditional love - mom...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111199585059907650</id><published>2005-03-28T14:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T14:44:10.606+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aikido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My brother, Norman, had to witness a terrifying incident in the bus last week.  A high school girl was molested by a group of guys!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coming back home, he asked me to join the Aikido (self defense - highly RECOMMENDED for women) class instead of aerobics class.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about &lt;a href="http://www.aikidoonline.com/"&gt;Aikido&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.aikidofaq.com/"&gt;FAQ&lt;/a&gt; and more &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.id/search?hl=en&amp;q=aikido&amp;amp;meta="&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introduction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aikido is a Japanese martial art developed by &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aikidofaq.com/history/osensei.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Morihei Ueshiba &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(often referred to by his title 'O Sensei' or 'Great Teacher'). On a purely physical level it is an art involving some throws and joint locks that are derived from Jujitsu and some throws and other techniques derived from Kenjutsu. Aikido focuses not on punching or kicking opponents, but rather on using their own energy to gain control of them or to throw them away from you. It is not a static art, but places great emphasis on motion and the dynamics of movement. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon closer examination, practitioners will find from Aikido what they are looking for, whether it is applicable self-defense technique, spiritual enlightenment, physical health or peace of mind. O Sensei emphasized the moral and spiritual aspects of this art, placing great weight on the development of harmony and peace. "The Way of Harmony of the Spirit" is one way that "Aikido" may be translated into English. This is still true of Aikido today, although different styles emphasize the more spiritual aspects to greater or lesser degrees. Although the idea of a martial discipline striving for peace and harmony may seem paradoxical, it is the most basic tenet of the art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could attempt to pigeonhole Aikido into a synopsis of X number of words, but that would not do it justice, so we leave the practitioner of Aikido to find out what Aikido is for themselves without any preconceived notions. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="12"&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/7991395-111199585059907650?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111199585059907650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111199585059907650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/aikido.html' title='Aikido'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111198329328868314</id><published>2005-03-28T11:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T11:14:53.290+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary:  Woman vs Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WIFE's DIARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night. I thought he was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a cafe to have coffee. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset that I was a bit late, but he made no comment. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed but he kept quiet and absent. I asked him what was wrong. He said: "Nothing." I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry. On the way home I told him that I loved him. He simply smiled and kept driving. I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he didn't say: "I love u, too." When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there and watched TV; he seemed distant and absent. Finally, I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed. I could not take it anymore, so I decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep. I started crying and cried until I too fell asleep. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUSBAND's DIARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, Manchester United lost the match. DAMN IT..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111198329328868314?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111198329328868314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111198329328868314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/diary-woman-vs-man.html' title='Diary:  Woman vs Man'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111138049702886561</id><published>2005-03-21T11:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T11:48:17.030+07:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely mondae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;A lovely monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;Our visit to the orphanage yesterday was successful :)  The 65 children are extremely happy with the school bags + milk + choc from us.  The best program was the question &amp; answer session and games -- full of gifts!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;It is so good to experience this whole thing, makes us realize how grateful we are in life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;And this morning, i got a present from my boss from his Hong Kong:  a beaaaauuuutiffuuullll apron with chinese pattern :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111138049702886561?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111138049702886561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111138049702886561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/lovely-mondae.html' title='lovely mondae'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111016227916849581</id><published>2005-03-17T09:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T15:49:14.133+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding 5/3/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was Pison &amp; Alice's wedding in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.accorhotels.com/accorhotels/fichehotel/gb/nov/coralia/0533/fiche_hotel.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Novotel Coralia Bogor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.  Even though it rained in the afternoon, the wedding was packed with guests - it was a lovely-lovely wedding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part is the holy matremony - the groom cried when he promised to take care of Alice through bad and good times -- I found it very romantic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- 17/3/05 --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINNALY got the photo of me &amp;amp; the cutest bestman (ever!) on duty - 5 Mar 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The make-up was horrific - I WAS a ghost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://www.webpost.net/me/merygunawan/wedding1.JPG" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111016227916849581?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111016227916849581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111016227916849581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/wedding-5305.html' title='Wedding 5/3/05'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111079296822361591</id><published>2005-03-14T16:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T16:36:08.230+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BLUE &lt;/span&gt;MONDAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Robbie Williams&lt;br /&gt;Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;there's an angel contemplate my fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And do they know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The places where we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When we're grey and old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'cause I've been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;That salvation lets their wings unfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So when I'm lying in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thoughts running through my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I feel that love is dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And through it all she offers me protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A lot of love and affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Whether I'm right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And down the waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wherever it may take me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I know that life won't break me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When I come to call she won't forsake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When I'm feeling weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And my pain walks down a one way street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I look aboveAnd I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'll always be blessed with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And as the feeling grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;She breathes flesh to my bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And when love is dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm loving angels instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111079296822361591?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111079296822361591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111079296822361591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/angels.html' title='Angels ...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111078559873102624</id><published>2005-03-14T14:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T14:33:18.740+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Gums = Healthy heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Research: Brushing, flossing might reduce risk of heart attack, stroke &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(Source: MSN)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping your pearly whites and your gums healthy may be key to keeping your heart in good health, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers have found a link between gum disease and increased risk for atherosclerosis, the build-up of plaque in the walls of the arteries that can lead to heart attack and stroke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a study published in February in the journal Circulation, researchers at Columbia University Medical Center measured specific bacteria that are known to cause periodontitis, a more severe form of gum disease, as well as other bacteria, in the mouths of more than 600 people ages 55 and older with no history of stroke or heart attack. The scientists also looked at the thickness of the carotid arteries, the two major arteries on each side of the neck that supply blood to the brain. Thickening of the carotid arteries can lead to stroke and heart attacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results showed a clear link between the bacteria that cause serious gum disease and thicker carotid arteries, even when other factors such as smoking, high blood pressure and diabetes were accounted for, says lead researcher Dr. Moise Desvarieux, an assistant professor of epidemiology at Columbia University's Mailman School of Public Health. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how does what's in your mouth affect your heart? Theories vary. "Studies have shown that in people who have gum disease, the bacteria migrate to the bloodstream. So, down the line, that may lead to adverse events" like heart attack and stroke, Desvarieux speculates. The bacteria may attach to fatty plaque in the arteries of the heart, contributing to clot formation, according to the American Academy of Periodontology (AAP). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another theory, adds Desvarieux, involves a hyperinflammatory response to the abundance of bacteria in the mouth. "People don't realize that there are no other places in the body where so many bacteria are in contact for a long period of time, which constantly stimulates the immune system." The immune system, in turn, may over-respond, creating hyperinflammation, which stresses the heart and blood vessels. Then there's C-reactive protein (CRP), a protein released by the body in response to injury or inflammation. Higher levels of CRP are a marker for increased heart-disease risk. Desvarieux says CRP levels are higher in people with periodontitis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The research is just the latest in a slew of studies pointing to a link between bad oral health and a bad heart. But it's the first to show a direct connection to these bacteria, Desvarieux says. "In our population it was only those bacteria that cause periodontal disease - and not the seven control bacteria" that were associated with a thicker carotid artery. "That's pretty good evidence." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's still not a given that that trouble with your gums means a heart attack will strike. That's because researchers don't know yet which came first - the bacteria or the thicker carotid artery. Desvarieux is following up with the study's participants to determine whether, over time, those with the highest level of bacteria also have the highest level of stroke and heart attack - and if low bacteria levels are heart-protective. "The research is not at the stage of recommending changing practice," adds Desvarieux. "Having said that, though, it is hard to be against people taking good care of their teeth and gums." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushing upFinding the precise connection is important because gum disease is so common. At least half of Americans over age 55 have periodontitis, according to the AAP.&lt;br /&gt;Because the main cause of periodontal disease is bacterial plaque - a sticky film that constantly forms on your teeth - it's essential to keep plaque at bay, especially the subgingival kind that's below the gums. Root planing and scaling - a nonsurgical therapy using fine instruments to clean the roots and break up subgingival plaque - will significantly reduce the level of oral bacteria for most people, explains Gordon L. Douglass, a past president of the AAP and a periodontist in Sacramento, Calif. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as important is regular brushing (twice a day), regular cleanings at the dentist (twice a year) and a practice many of us neglect: flossing. "Flossing gets into the spaces between the teeth and the gums. That will break up the bacteria and never let them get established," says Douglass. Even toothpicks can be used to clean between teeth. "Most periodontitis starts between the teeth," Douglass adds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medications, including painkillers, antihistamines, diuretics, antidepressants and high-blood-pressure medications, can cause side effects that increase your chances for periodontitis. If you notice changes in the soft tissue in your mouth or if food and drinks taste differently, talk to your dentist or see a periodontist - especially if side effects include a dry mouth. Explains Douglass, "Saliva buffers the effects of acid on teeth and adds lubrication to protect against gum disease. The drier the mouth, the more inflamed it gets, and it's harder to clear plaque from your mouth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111078559873102624?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111078559873102624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111078559873102624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/healthy-gums-healthy-heart.html' title='Healthy Gums = Healthy heart?'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111024878273094737</id><published>2005-03-08T09:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T09:26:22.733+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Internet telephony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;try &lt;a href="http://www.skype.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; - it's free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111024878273094737?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111024878273094737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111024878273094737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/free-internet-telephony.html' title='Free Internet telephony'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-111024814955678063</id><published>2005-03-04T09:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T10:02:41.830+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paintings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Belly dancer @ &lt;a href="http://http://www.lemeridien.com/indonesia/jakarta/restaurants_id1663.shtml"&gt;Lebanese Resto&lt;/a&gt; in Le Meridien Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan21/dance.JPG" width="250" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, the above photo was the opening of my Snoopy craze report below :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beautiful Snoopy paintings in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://marriott.com/property/propertypage/JKTJW"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;J.W. Marriot Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- F A N T A S T I C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan21/snoopy1a.JPG" width="150" /&gt; &lt;img height="200" src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan21/snoopy1b.JPG" width="150" /&gt; &lt;img height="200" src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan21/snoopy1c.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan21/snoopyset.JPG" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="180" src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan21/snoopy1d.JPG" width="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's Charlie Brown!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-111024814955678063?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111024814955678063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/111024814955678063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/paintings.html' title='Paintings'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110983454745716040</id><published>2005-03-03T14:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:22:27.456+07:00</updated><title type='text'>cooking is fuuuunn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My lovely chef, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jamieoliver.com/recipes/cats/desserts.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jamie Oliver &amp;amp; his fabulous recipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bon appetite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110983454745716040?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110983454745716040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110983454745716040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/cooking-is-fuuuunn.html' title='cooking is fuuuunn...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110966660370127246</id><published>2005-03-01T15:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:43:23.703+07:00</updated><title type='text'>girl's secret...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bananas are good for period pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its good to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chicken soup actually makes you feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;94% of boys would love it if you sent them flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lying is actually unhealthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Only apply mascara to your top lashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its actually true, boys DO insult you when they like you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its impossible to apply mascara with your mouth closed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;89% of guys want YOU to make the 1st move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chocolate will make you feel better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Most boys think its cute when you say the wrong thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A good friend never judges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A good foundation will hide hickeys!..not that u have any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Boys arent worth your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We ALL love surprises!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110966660370127246?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110966660370127246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110966660370127246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/03/girls-secret.html' title='girl&apos;s secret...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110870886025540128</id><published>2005-02-18T13:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T13:41:00.256+07:00</updated><title type='text'>More on Lunar New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chinese New Year:  &lt;a href="http://http://www.visitsingapore.com/cny/origins.htm"&gt;Origins &amp; Celebration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110870886025540128?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110870886025540128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110870886025540128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/02/more-on-lunar-new-year.html' title='More on Lunar New Year'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110870822830324156</id><published>2005-02-18T13:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T13:50:11.423+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend = music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kelly Clarkson latest album : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00064ADRK/002-5848708-0186407?v=glance"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Breakaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; has loads of good songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the song that I love: Breakaway, Since you've been gone, Behind these hazel eyes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seems just like yesterday, you were a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I used to stand so tall, I used to be so strong&lt;br /&gt;Your arms around me tight, everything it felt so right&lt;br /&gt;Unbreakable, like nothing could go wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't breathe, no I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;I’m barely hanging on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I’m torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you everything, opened up and let you in&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel alright, for once in my life&lt;br /&gt;Now all that’s left of me is what I pretend to be&lt;br /&gt;So together, but so broken up inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t breathe, no I can’t sleep&lt;br /&gt;I’m barely hanging on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I’m torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swallow me, then spit me out&lt;br /&gt;For hating you, I blame myself&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you, it kills me now&lt;br /&gt;No, I don’t cry on the outside anymore&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I’m torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I’m torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110870822830324156?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110870822830324156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110870822830324156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/02/weekend-music.html' title='Weekend = music'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110862086445638889</id><published>2005-02-17T12:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T13:14:24.460+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunar New Year</title><content type='html'>Big FEAST on 8th Feb 2005 welcoming the Year of Rooster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan21/famP2080616.JPG"height=250width=300&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely nephew, Okta - who was not in the family picture above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan21/P2120652.JPG" width=200 height=150&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Nephew, Dodo, singing his "wiggly-thumb" song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan21/P2110636.JPG" width=200 height=150&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my brother, Norman, with the cool Indonesian singer, &lt;a href="http://www.dnet.net.id/showbiz/musik/detail.php?id=2343"&gt;Marcel&lt;/a&gt; and famous phsycic, &lt;a href="http://www.pdat.co.id/hg/apasiapa/html/P/ads,20030630-01,P.html"&gt;Permadi&lt;/a&gt; :) Photo taken once we landed in Jakarta on Sunday 13/2/05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan21/Marsel.jpg" width=160 height=140&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110862086445638889?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110862086445638889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110862086445638889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/02/lunar-new-year.html' title='Lunar New Year'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110860575145072001</id><published>2005-02-17T08:53:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T09:02:31.453+07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates 2004!</title><content type='html'>Finally dowloaded all photos from 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mocca Birthday cake on 21st Dec 2004 from the girls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan/cake.JPG" width=200 height=150&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my office, in the corner, quiet, with a view to die for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan/workspace.JPG" width=250 height=250&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of X'mas celebration in office, everyone got a present!  This is what i've got = a DVD player!  Yippie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan/xmasgift.JPG" width=200 height=150&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110860575145072001?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110860575145072001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110860575145072001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/02/updates-2004.html' title='updates 2004!'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110714380985509003</id><published>2005-01-31T10:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T10:56:49.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Word of the Day    **** Thank you very much ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Afrikaans: Baie dankie  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Albanian: Faleminderit shume"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Amharic: Betam amessagganalehugn  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Arabic:  shokran Gazillan  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Armenian: Shad Shenorhagal em  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Asturian: munches gracies  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Azerbaijani:         - C,ox sag&lt;sup&gt;v&lt;/sup&gt; olun.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Basque: Eskerrik asko  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bengali: Ozasro Dhanyabad  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bosnian: Puno hvala  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Breton: Trugarez  Vras  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bulgarian:  Blagodarya vi mnogo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cantonese:  m goi saai; fei seung chi do jeh  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Catalan: Moltes gra`cies / Molti'ssimes gra`cies  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chipewyan:  Deygghar-ey marsi naynesthen  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cornish: Meur ras  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;reole: Me`si plen  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Croatian: Hvala lijepa  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Czech: De^kuji va'm mnohokra't  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dagaare: Ba'rka' ya'ga  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Danish: Mange tak  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dutch: Dank u wel  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;English: Thank you very much  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Esperanto: Dankegon  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Estonian: Ta"nan va"ga  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eurish: Grato mula  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Farsi:  Khay'ly Mo'teh'shaker'am  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Finnish: Kiitoksia oikein paljon  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;French: Merci beaucoup  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Frisian: Tige tank!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Galician: Gracinhas - &lt;i&gt;Graciñas&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Georgian:  didi madloba  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;German: Vielen Dank  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Greek:  Efharisto' poli'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gujarati: khoob aabhaar  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hawaiian: Mahalo nui  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hebrew:  toda raba &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hindi:  aapakaa bahut bahut dhanyavaad  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Holooe: Chin To-sia"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hungarian: Ko"szo"no"m sze'pen  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Icelandic: Takk fyrir  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ido: Multa danki, dankego  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Indonesian: Terima kasih banyak  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Interlingua: Multe Gratias  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Irish: Go raibh mi'le maith agat  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Italian: Grazie Mille  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Japanese:  Arigato gozaimasu  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Korean:  Te-dan-hi Kam-sa-ham-ni-da  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Latin: Gratias multas  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Latvian: Liels paldies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lithuanian: Labai ac^iu~  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Luganda: [thank you very much]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Malaysian: terima kasih banyak-banyak  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mandarin:  fei&lt;sup&gt;-&lt;/sup&gt; cha'ng ga`n xi`e / hen&lt;sup&gt;v&lt;/sup&gt; ga`n x&amp;i  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Marshallese: Kommol tata  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mazahua: me'ri po'kh  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Norwegian: Tusen takk  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Occitan: Merce' plan  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Polish: Serdecznie dzie,kuje,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Portuguese: Muito obrigado(a)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Brazilian Portuguese: Muito obrigado(a)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Quechua: Yusulpayki askha  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Romanian: Mult'umesc foarte mult,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Russian:  Bolshoe spasibo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Serbian: Hvala lepo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sesotho: Ke a leboha haholo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sinhala: Bohoma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sthuthiyi  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Slovak: D^akujem vel^mi pekne  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Slovenian: Hvala lepa  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Spanish: Muchas gracias  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Swahili: Asante Sana   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Swedish: Tack sa* mycket  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tagalog: Maraming salamat  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thai:  kob-khun-mark  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tswana: Ke leboga fela thata. Ke itumetse fela thata.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Turkish: c,ok te,seku"r ederim  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ukrainian:  duzhe dyakuyu  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Vietnamese: , Ca'm o*n nhie^`u  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Welsh: Diolch yn fawr  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wolof: [Thank you very much]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Xhosa: Enkosi kakhulu  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yiddish:  ich dank aych zeyer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Zulu: ngiyabonga kakhulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Accents are represented by ' (acute) ` (grave) " (umlaut), ^ (circumflex), and * (ring)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110714380985509003?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110714380985509003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110714380985509003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/01/thank-you.html' title='Thank you ...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110603071771347153</id><published>2005-01-17T13:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T13:45:17.713+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Perfect Couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect woman met.  After a perfect courtship, they had a perfect wedding.  Their life together was, of course, perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One snowy, stormy Christmas Eve, this perfect couple was driving their perfect car along a winding road, when they noticed someone at the side of the road in distress.  Being the perfect couple, they stopped to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There stood Santa Claus with a huge bundle of toys.  Not wanting to disappoint any children on the eve of Christmas, the perfect couple loaded Santa and his toys into their vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon they were driving along delivering the toys.  Unfortunately, the driving conditions deteriorated and the perfect couple and Santa Claus had an accident.  Only one of them survived the accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Who was the survivor?&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down for the answer.  Trust me, it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;Answer:&lt;br /&gt;The perfect woman survived.  She's the only one who really existed in the first place.  Everyone knows there is no Santa Claus and there is no such thing as a perfect man.&lt;br /&gt;**** Women you can stop reading here, that is the end of the joke.&lt;br /&gt;**** Men keep scrolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if there is no perfect man and no Santa Claus, the woman must have been driving.  This explains why there was a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;**** Women, if you have read this too... stop reading here, this is REALLY the end of the joke.&lt;br /&gt;*** Men Keep scrolling&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;¯&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you're a woman and you're still reading, this illustrates another point: WOMEN NEVER LISTEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110603071771347153?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110603071771347153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110603071771347153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/01/perfect.html' title='Perfect....'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110500287169525611</id><published>2005-01-06T15:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T16:14:31.696+07:00</updated><title type='text'>game link!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cool game link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110500287169525611?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110500287169525611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110500287169525611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/01/game-link.html' title='game link!'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110499906915877331</id><published>2005-01-06T15:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T15:11:09.156+07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens after you Find your Soulmate? </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Susie and Otto Collins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your perception of life with your perfect soulmate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy, bliss, happiness--a life with no conflict and no major issues to work through?&lt;br /&gt;Ward and June or Ozzy and Harriet with passion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In our opinion, that just isn't the way it works.  In our relationship, we are best friends--we have passion--we have joy--we are totally comfortable with each other and enjoy being together.  Even with all this, we still have issues that challenge us and that "rock the boat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hate to burst your bubble, but we believe that soulmates come together to help each other to heal, learn and grow.  It's what we and others, such as Gary Zukav, call Spiritual Partnership.  Some people, such as Gay and Kathlyn Hendricks and Kenny and Julia Loggins, refer to it as "Conscious Relationship."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also believe that you can find several "soulmates" in your lifetime.  Wayne Dyer said that your soulmate can be the person who you can't stand but are in your life to teach you a powerful lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn Myss says in "Spiritual Madness" that we are here to heal the parts of ourselves that don't know God yet.  We believe that Soulmates help us to heal those parts if we are willing to do the work and look at ourselves openly and honestly.  Soulmates can trigger certain reactions in you that point the direction to what needs to be healed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happens after you find your soulmate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Remember the Zen proverb that poses the question of--What happens before enlightenment?  Chop wood, carry water.  What happens after enlightenment?  Chop wood, carry water. We feel this is a good analogy of what happens in relationships.  You still must face your personal challenges but if you're conscious and awake, you can realize that you have a powerful ally to walk beside you on your path to enlightenment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us are finding that perfect "Soulmate" and many are searching for one.  We suggest that you look at the people in your life--the ones who challenge you, the ones who love you.  Say of prayer of gratitude for these "teachers."  When someone close to you "presses your buttons," look at what you can learn from the situation.  What parts of yourself need to be healed?  What feelings come up for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriane Williamson has said that every thing we do is either an act of love or a cry for help. That's what a soulmate does for you--they are there to love you AND to help you when you cry for help. They also have the ability to "press your buttons" and this is for your highest good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110499906915877331?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110499906915877331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110499906915877331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-happens-after-you-find-your.html' title='What Happens after you Find your Soulmate? '/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110439727763212061</id><published>2004-12-30T15:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T16:01:17.633+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsunami...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mengapa Lempeng Bumi Bertumbukan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;INDONESIA memang area gempa. Hal itu karena nun jauh di dasar samudera kepulauan di negeri ini, terdapat tiga lempeng, yakni Eurasia, Indo-Australia, dan Pasifik, yang bila bertumbukan akan menghasilkan gempa tektonik. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Itu baru gempa tektonik, Indonesia pun kaya akan gunung berapi yang tercatat aktif dan yang belum ketahuan aktif tidaknya. Aktivitas gunung-gunung itu pun berpotensi menimbulkan gempa yang disebut sebagai gempa vulkanik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bisakah kita yang tinggal di Indonesia ini terhindar dari gempa? Secara ilmiah, fenomena alam tersebut tidak bisa dihindari. Sebab, lempeng-lempeng bumi yang ada di negara kita itu merupakan bagian dari kerak bumi yang bergerak aktif. Pergerakan itu dipicu antara lain oleh air laut dan samudera. Perlu diketahui, 71 persen wilayah bumi kita ini terdiri atas laut dan samudera, atau dengan kata lain berupa air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergerakan lempeng-lempeng itu antara lain menimbulkan gempa bumi. Mengapa lempeng-lempeng itu bergerak dan bahkan bertumbukan? Lempeng-lempeng itu sebetulnya bagian dari kerak bumi yang terdiri atas berbagai jenis bebatuan. Pergerakan itu berlangsung terus selama berjuta-juta tahun usia bumi. Bentuk gerakan berupa lipatan, pergeseran, dan patahan. Setiap gerakan, menghasilkan antara lain benua, pegunungan, pulau-pulau kecil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentang pergeseran lempeng, pergeseran memang tidak bisa dihindari sebagai bagian dari evolusi bumi. Efek dari pergeseran itu adalah berupa getaran yang disebut gempa. Gempa terjadi karena ada perpindahan massa dalam lapisan batuan bumi. Kekuatan suatu gempa bergantung pada jumlah energi yang terlepas, saat terjadi pergeseran dan tumbukan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergeseran tersebut memang memungkinkan terjadinya tumbukan. Ada kalanya pergeseran itu menyebabkan perubahan bentuk yang tiba-tiba, sehingga terjadi ledakan dan patahan yang menimbulkan gempa hebat yang disebut sebagai gempa tektonik. Keadaan itu tidak bisa kita hindari karena memang bagian dari evolusi bumi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasil dari gempa dimaksud antara lain menghasilkan lipatan bumi. Bentuk dari lipatan bumi itu tidak serta-merta terlihat secara fisik. Sebab, untuk membentuk satu kali lipatan dibutuhkan ratusan juta tahun Tentang lipatan itu, sepanjang sejarahnya, bumi telah mengalami empat kali periode lipatan.&lt;br /&gt;Itulah yang pada akhirnya menghasilkan pulau-pulau baru dan menghilangkan pulau-pulau yang pernah ada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Karenanya, tak mengherankan, apabila diukur setiap tahun, suatu wilayah daratan ada yang berkurang dan ada yang bertambah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentang posisi Indonesia, ada yang menyebutnya sebagai efek dari lipatan Alpin. Lipatan itu merupakan periode lipatan bumi yang keempat yang sampai sekarang terus bergerak aktif. Secara geografis, lipatan Alpin membentang dari Eropa, Asia hingga Indonesia. Lipatan Alpin sudah dikenal sebagai kawasan yang tidak tenang secara geologi, karena pada proses pergerakannya selalu memunculkan gempa bumi dan gunung berapi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentang gempa yang terjadi di barat Aceh dan menimbulkan gelombang dahsyat tsunami, hal itu merupakan akibat dari tumbukan lempeng-lempeng bumi yang menimbulkan gempa tektonik di dasar laut. Bisa dipastikan, menurut NOAA (National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration), setiap gempa tektonik yang terjadi di dasar laut, akan menghasilkan gelombang Tsunami. Beberapa wilayah di dunia yang rawan Tsunami, biasanya dilengkapi dengan pos atau kantor yang dilengkapi pencatat getaran/gempa, seismograf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat dari Tsunami&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana menyelamatkan diri dari Tsunami? Bagi masyarakat pesisir, atau yang tinggal di wilayah pantai, sebaiknya memang memperlengkapi diri dengan pengetahuan tentang gelombang dahsyat yang tingginya bisa mencapai 30 meter itu. Sebetulnya, Tsunami bisa diprediksikan. Ingat, sekali lagi, setiap gempa di laut, berpeluang menghasilkan Tsunami. Patut diwaspadai, bahaya dari Tsunami bisa berlangsung berjam-jam setelah hempasan gelombang dahsyatnya yang pertama terjadi. Itu karena sifat gelombang yang datangnya bergulung, tidak serentak satu kali hempas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi Anda yang tinggal di pesisir dan yang menyukai wilayah pantai sebagai tempat berlibur, waspadai gejala Tsunami. Bila tanah tempat Anda berpijak bergetar, segera lari ke tempat yang lebih tinggi. Hal itu karena kita tidak bisa memprediksikan berapa menit yang dibutuhkan gelombang laut menjadi bergulung tinggi membentuk Tsunami. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemungkinan Tsunami datang minimal dalam waktu lima menit setelah getaran yang dirasakan. Tetapi di kawasan Kepulauan Hawaii yang juga sering dilanda gempa vulkanik, karena banyak terdapat gunung berapi di dasar laut, Tsunami muncul sekitar beberapa jam kemudian. Kekuatan gempa di dasar laut yang besarannya lebih dari 6 Skala Richter, biasanya berpeluang menimbulkan Tsunami. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana apabila saat terjadi Tsunami Anda tengah berada di laut, di atas kapal? Getaran gempa barangkali tidak terasa karena kapal yang bergoyang-goyang, tetapi biasanya kapal-kapal pesiar dan kapal-kapal yang dilengkapi peralatan yang modern, tentunya dilengkapi alat komunikasi. Petugas pelabuhan biasanya akan mengumumkan bila telah terjadi gempa di dasar laut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Untuk mengantisipasi Tsunami pada saat sedang naik kapal di tengah laut, Anda diminta segera mengenakan pelampung, terjun ke laut lepas, dan membiarkan diri Anda mengapung di atas air, pasrah mengikuti datangnya gulungan ombak. Jangan melawannya, ikuti saja arus ombak! Hal itulah justru yang memungkinkan Anda selamat.(Berbagai sumber/N-5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110439727763212061?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110439727763212061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110439727763212061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/12/tsunami.html' title='Tsunami...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110430470377836205</id><published>2004-12-29T13:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T14:18:23.776+07:00</updated><title type='text'>You CAN take it with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This very interesting article is taken from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3037881/site/newsweek/"&gt;Newsweek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; issue: December 27 / January 7:  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Periscope &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;by &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonia Kolesnikov-Jessop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I dream of owning it all. A big condo.  A silver Mercedes.  All the latest gadgets.  And I've just found out how to do it.  The catch?  I have to be dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My fater has always nagged me to sort out my affairs and prepare a will.  T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;end to my afterlife, he says.  But i've put it off.  Too creepy.  Now another birthday has rolled by, and at long last I've decided he is right.  It's time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;So it was that i delicately raised the subject with a few Singaporean friends.  A revelation!  Rather than morbidly worrying how to divide my meager possessions among my nearest and dearest, I can do what they do - revel in dreaming about what goodies I should take with me into the Great Beyond.  You can't take it with you, as the old saying goes?  nonsense.  Taoists send off their dead with anything (and sometimes everything) they could conceivably require.  yes, the Mercedes.  And the color TVs with karoke, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Not really, of course.  These are paper facsimiles of things - houses, cars, what have you - that mourners burn to send as smoke (along with you, the dearly departed) into the afterlife.  I'd oftern seen them hanin in shops and assumed they were just toys, not paying much attention.  Now I pass Mr. Nam's religious-paraphernalia shop with more care, realizing that I could be window-shopping for eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Alas, Mr. Nam is something of a relic.  Taoist (&lt;a href="http://https://maxvps001.maximumasp.com/v001u23zac/Tao/Index.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) tradition is fast disappearing in Singapore.  Blame it on the economy, perhaps, but only one in 10 funerals theres days is conducted along Taoist lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Most locals opt for the simpler Buddhist version:  a few monks' chants with fruit and vegetable offerings.  "I know people who have switched from Taoist to buddhist because they don't want to spend the money", another shopkeeper tells me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;Even in the afterlife, it seems, condos don't come cheap.  The deluxe version (four meters long) can cost $800.  (Two maids are "thrown in" to keep the ash and soot out.)  It's also very clear that ancestors know their Nikes from no-name flip-flops.   "People are quite specific about their choice of brand," says Mr. Nam, adding that Mercedes outsells BMW when it comes to the dead and that Nokia phones are preferable to Samsung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;As for myself, I plan to go out with a bang, or at lease lots of smoke.  I'll reserve the gaudiest offerings - full-size planes, yachts and cars with "chauffeurs."  Already I'm advising friends on which little extras will keep me happy and entertained.  Want my spirit protection - or, better yet, my gravelike silence on certain indiscretions?  Put a little treat in the fire for me.   From fine cognac to sexy red lingerie (you never know whom you'll meet) to Game Boys for those lonely nights, Nam's has it all - including such mundane items as cigarettes, cans of beer and spare dentures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;On the day I visited, he was jovially packing four large chests with $65 worth of gold and silver paper money.  All of which would soon go up in smoke.  He proudly pointed to the "customs" declaration banner, presumably to be collected by the proverbial bargeman over the River Styx, ensuring that the package gets to the right ancestors.  "Bank of Hell" money had also been thrown in to distract evil spritis, who reputedly have a penchant for the finer things in life.  It seems that even in death you must beware of thieves.  The only problem: you have to pay for all this phony loot with real money, hard earned in the here and now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110430470377836205?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110430470377836205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110430470377836205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/12/you-can-take-it-with-you.html' title='You CAN take it with you'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110351843600647715</id><published>2004-12-20T11:32:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T11:53:56.006+07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photos were taken few weeks ago, raining - Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan/rain1.JPG" width="200" /&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan/rain2.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Playing in the rain -  fun, fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan/rain3.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;children are posing to the camera - action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110351843600647715?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110351843600647715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110351843600647715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/12/rain-rain.html' title='rain rain '/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110351609174058933</id><published>2004-12-20T11:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T11:14:51.740+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologize?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things a woman should never apologize for :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Never apologize for pursuing what makes you happy. Even if you need to quit your job, transfer schools, or move across country, always do what you really want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Never apologize for using proper English. Keeping it real doesn't mean  speaking Ebonics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Never apologize for giving your best in a relationship that just didn't  work out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Never apologize for being successful. Only haters want to keep you at their level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Never apologize for crying. Wear waterproof mascara and express yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Never apologize for ten pounds you need to lose. People who truly care  about you will accept you as you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Never apologize for being frugal.  Just because you save your money instead of blowing it on the latest fashion emergency doesn't mean you're  cheap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Don't apologize for being a single mom. Babies are a blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. Never apologize for treating yourself to something special. Sometimes you have to show yourself some appreciation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Never apologize for leaving an abusive relationship. Your safety should always be a priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. Never apologize for keeping the ring even if wedding bells won't chime.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12. Never apologize for setting high standards in a relationship. You know  what you can tolerate and what simply gets on your nerves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13. Never apologize for saying NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14. Never apologize for asking for what you want in bed. If you don't, then who will? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15. Never apologize for wearing a weave. You bought it so it's yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16. Never apologize to your new friends about old friends. There's a reason  she's been your girl from day one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17. Never apologize for ordering dessert. Or more than one dessert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18. Never apologize for dating outside your race. Just because you found Mr. Right across the color line doesn't mean you don't love your brothas.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19. Never apologize for not knowing how to cook. Even if you can't burn like Grandma you know how to order good take out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20. Never apologize for your taste in clothes. It's your style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21. Never apologize for changing your mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22. Never apologize for exercising your right to choose. It's your body and your right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23. Never apologize for making more money than your man, you work hard and you deserve to get paid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;24. Never apologize for being you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"KEEP YOUR HEAD UP AND KEEP MOVING FORWARD" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110351609174058933?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110351609174058933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110351609174058933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/12/apologize.html' title='Apologize?'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110310393160678033</id><published>2004-12-15T15:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T16:45:31.606+07:00</updated><title type='text'>health: sleep, bold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;My brother told me that our sleeping position should follow the earth magnetic axis :  from North to South - this supposedly will improve body's circulation &amp; health in general.  However, this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crystalinks.com/magnetics.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt; says that the magnetic field is from South to North.  ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am trying to find any info on the connection between coffee and baldness - still unsuccessful.   It is said that applying coffee in your scalp will make hair healthy.  In the meantime, you can read this very useful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/hair_loss_qa/hair_health.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;site about HAIR HEALTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110310393160678033?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110310393160678033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110310393160678033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/12/health-sleep-bold.html' title='health: sleep, bold'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110256615657209753</id><published>2004-12-09T11:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T11:22:36.573+07:00</updated><title type='text'>AR 6</title><content type='html'>Happy that I finally have time to update my blog.  Super busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This favorite show on TV, &lt;a href="http://http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race6/"&gt;Amazing Race 6&lt;/a&gt;, keeps me going on Sunday morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not decided what is the best team - but i do like the &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race6/teams/lena/bio.shtml"&gt;sisters&lt;/a&gt;, however they were eliminated on the 'hay fever' road block :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is staying with me while waiting for a job offer to show up.   Hope good things will happen SOON!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110256615657209753?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110256615657209753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110256615657209753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/12/ar-6.html' title='AR 6'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110204446470232764</id><published>2004-12-03T09:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T10:27:44.703+07:00</updated><title type='text'>To grow old together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.  This was the scene of ten years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid, I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between usseemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dew came into my life. It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her. Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said, "Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls."Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed mywife. But I couldn't help doing so. I moved Dew's hands aside and said, "You go to select some furniture,O.K.? I've got something to do in the company." Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me. However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner.  I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together.  Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;One day I said to her in a slight joking way, "Suppose we divorce, what will you do?" She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that 'divorce' was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes. Once again, Dew said to me, "He-Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together." I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. "I've got somethingto tell you," I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. "I want to divorce." I raised a serioustopic calmly. She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, "why?". "I'm serious." I avoided her question. This so-called answer turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, "you are not a man!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my hearthad gone to Dew. With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again. She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reasonwas simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken. She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, "He-Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?" This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me.I nodded and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I remember". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;"You carried me in your arms", shecontinued, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;"so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in yourarms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door everymorning." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet daysand wished to end her marriage with a romantic form. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. "No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce," she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, "daddy is holding mummy in his arms." His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sittingroom, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, "Let us start from today, don't tell our son." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for bus, I drove to office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for along time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the third day, she whispered to me, "The outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms.The visualization of Dew became vaguer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as,where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc.I nodded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this. I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, "It seems not difficult to carry you now." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, "All my dresses have grown fatter." I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain.  Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head. Our son came in at the moment. "Dad, it's time to carry mum out." He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from thebedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we cameback to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, "Actually I hope you will hold mein your arms until we are old." I held her tightly and said, " Both you and I didn't notice that our life was lack of such intimacy." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, "Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;"You got no fever." She said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Dew," I said,"I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;I walked downstairs and drove to the office. When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card. I smiled and wrote, "I'll carry you out every morning until we are old."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110204446470232764?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110204446470232764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110204446470232764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/12/to-grow-old-together.html' title='To grow old together'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110172050809315311</id><published>2004-11-29T16:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T16:28:28.093+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"True" side of Horoscope </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"TRUE" SIDE OF HOROSCOPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Capricorn (Dec 22 - Jan 19)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are rather materialistic and it is fueled by your fears of financial disaster. This makes you complain about monetary woes, irritating many with your obnoxious attitude. You can also be a social climber, manipulating your way up the ladder; name- dropping all the way to the top. Once in a while, you'll have morbid thoughts about Death, something that scares you because you have no control over it. You tend to be obsessive about your mortality sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Stop worrying about losing money, and you'd rid yourself of unfounded nightmares. Stop manipulating others and you'll be free to concentrate on attaining your goals. Get rid of your phobias and you'll be able to relax more and enjoy yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquarius (Jan 20 - Feb 18)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be too idealistic and naive sometimes. Practicality gets thrown out of the window by you many times. Cool and aloof, you rarely want to deal with deep emotions. You like to give advice but don't like to receive it. And ideas and inspirations that you sometimes neglect or follow through with them are constantly bombarding you. Or else you are constantly shifting focus, giving people the idea with no staying power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Take time to explore your private feelings. Not all people see things your way. And just because you come up with ideas, don't expect other people to do all the work for you. Learn to trust people and accept advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pisces (Feb 19 - Mar 20)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an escapist - you have this knack of avoiding issues if they seem unpleasant. You delve into past memories to escape your present woes. There is also a tendency towards alcoholism and even drug abuse - you are on a search for some kind of 'high'. You also love to flirt and too much of it may send the wrong, dangerous signals out to other people. Once in a while, a dark mood will descend on you and you become rather unsociable and withdrawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Trust your instincts, but also be in control of your perceptions. Whenever the escapist tendency hits you, join a seminar or get a pep talk from a friend to get your perspective right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aries (Mar 21 - Apr 20)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warrior at heart, you thrive on challenges and any strife and dramas, you are tempted to stir things up, just to keep yourself happy. You are also rather intolerant of mistakes and don't have patience for weakness or failings in others. And sometimes, you can be quite a snob as well you like to be seen at the right places or wear the right clothes. And you're also prone to bossiness. Your restless nature may make you quit a project suddenly if you can't sustain the interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Get off your high horse and pay your dues before people will accept you. Learn to be more tolerant of others and try to see the other person's side of the story. If you believe in what you do, you can move mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taurus (Apr 21 - May 20)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are stubborn and like to hold onto things, not wanting to let go of anything or anyone. You are slow to anger, but when you do get worked up to a rage - everyone step aside! You also have a selfish streak and can be quite sneaky as well. And although people may see you as helpful and agreeable, you sometimes have an inner struggle wanting the approval of opinions. You also tend to be suspicious of others and question their motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Stop being mean and try to be nice. Learn to forgive and let go of your past disappointments. Learn from your mistakes and have faith in yourself and others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gemini (May 21 - Jun 21)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your devil-may-care attitude sometimes could bring harm to yourself - you tend to live on the edge sometimes. Many of you believe that you don't deserve success, somehow feeling guilty for it. You may give others too much of yourself sometimes that you lose yourself. ! You may be prone to suppressing emotions as well. And at times that makes it difficult for you to accept affection and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Work at listening to others and don't be tempted to try dare devil stunts all the time. And try doing something for yourself and once in a while, in between, doing favors for others. You're human, after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cancer (Jun 22 - Jul 22)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get carried away with emotions - your anger is overwhelming and your sadness can depress all those around you. You're also ultra-sensitive to other people's emotions and are affected by these as well. You tend to react before you think and then brood about what you may have done or said wrong. You are also prone to periods of morbidity,thinking dark thoughts. Feelings of insecurity creep in now and then,making you snappish or else you try to win the approval of everyone at your expense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Accept that you are hypersensitive to emotions and work with yours. Go with the flow and by doing the right thing, you set an example for others. Work with others and this will help build your confidence and open you up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leo (Jul 23 - Aug 22)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the rare occasion you lose your temper, you can turn into a savage beast. You seem to need an audience as well, to help boost your confidence and ego, sometimes. Other times, you get caught up in the outward dramas of your life that you neglect what you're feeling inside.This results in a delayed reaction when emotions sneak up on you and you get hit with a whammy. You also tend to be proud and aggressive, cloaking these with your charm. When things don't go your way, you get impatient and may even throw a tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Learn to spend some time alone with yourself and get to know yourself better. And learn to experience your emotions at the moment, don't store them up for another time. And know that not all means justify the ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Virgo (Aug 23 - Sep 22)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a martyr complex, feeling that you were put on this earth to do good work and not receive any credit for it. You tend to be ultracritical of yourself and others and you also worry about things that are beyond your control. A little pessimistic sometimes, you tend to be an intellectual snob. You bottle up all your insecurities and fears, and&lt;br /&gt;hesitate to reach out for help. And once in a while, you become a busybody - that's when you also feel responsible for other people's problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Modesty has its own limits - take credit for your efforts. Give yourself a break and know that you do not have to be successful in everything you do. Keep focused and don't get tangled in other people's affairs too often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Libra (Sep 23 - Oct 23)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your inability to reach a decision in matters of personal action are legendary. You like to weigh all the alternatives and hear every side of an argument - but this may take time and opportunities may pass you by because of it. You also like to expand energy on people who may not deserve it - You want to help the underdog. You are also sensitive to criticism and may take mild statements of fact very personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Follow your instincts and act on them - stop sitting on fences. Don't blindly trust people, learn to be a little more discriminating in your offers of help.Learn to think for yourself and don't be swayed by persuasive tongues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scorpio (Oct 24 - Nov 21)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a revengeful streak and a long memory for past hurts. Sometimes you're downright spiteful. When you suffer, you make sure others suffer along with you. Sometimes, you may even use deception to get what you want and to influence others to stay out of your way. You may even believe these untruths and unrealistic fears will grow on you. Once in a while, you may come across someone that just rubs you on the wrong side for no apparent reason and you make it your mission to bury him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Flight the negative emotions that arise in you, and resentment will not sour your life. Don't' give into temptation to tell lies, learn to conquer your strong tendency towards revenge and things will fall into place for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sagittarius (Nov 22 - Dec 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You've got a big mouth and unwittingly hurt an insult people with it. You can even go to utter strangers and give unsolicited advice and comments. You also seem to enjoy verbal duels with others whenever you can. And you sure can make sore losers, even suspecting foul play if things don't go your way. You have a knack for confrontation and you can't resist being sarcastic. You also don't think too much of many people, because you have a mild superiority complex. Vanity is also a trait in many of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Learn with whom you can be frank otherwise keep your comments to yourself.Discretion is the better part of valour. Curb your cockiness,and you can combine it with your concern for serious issues, aiding in your search for truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110172050809315311?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110172050809315311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110172050809315311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/11/true-side-of-horoscope.html' title='&quot;True&quot; side of Horoscope '/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110128089719826993</id><published>2004-11-24T14:17:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T14:21:37.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is the 3rd day in office after 10 days public holiday and I'm so in holiday mode...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check this "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.losaricoffeeplantation.com/clubhouse.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Losari Coffee Plantation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" -- would be great to go there!    Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110128089719826993?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110128089719826993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110128089719826993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/11/holiday-mode.html' title='Holiday mode'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-110120467585076230</id><published>2004-11-23T16:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T17:11:15.850+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the musical show that I REALLY REALLY want to see but I can't :( as must take days off + fly to Singapore... - wish it was in Jakarta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;STORY&lt;br /&gt;A mother. A daughter. 3 possible dads.&lt;br /&gt;And a trip down the aisle you'll never forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 18 million people all around the world have fallen in love with the characters, the story and the music that make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAMMA MIA! the ultimate feel-good show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writer Catherine Johnson's sunny, funny tale unfolds on a tiny Greek island. On the eve of her wedding, a daughter's quest to discover the identity of her father brings 3 men from her mother's past back to the island they last visited 20 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story-telling magic of ABBA's timeless songs propels this enchanting tale of love, laughter and friendship, and every night everyone's having the time of their lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With more productions playing internationally than any other musical, MAMMA MIA! is the world’s No.1 show !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;DANCING QUEEN&lt;br /&gt;THE WINNER TAKES IT ALL&lt;br /&gt;SOS&lt;br /&gt;KNOWING ME, KNOWING YOU&lt;br /&gt;TAKE A CHANCE ON ME&lt;br /&gt;I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO, I DO&lt;br /&gt;THE NAME OF THE GAME&lt;br /&gt;MONEY, MONEY, MONEY&lt;br /&gt;SUPER TROUPER&lt;br /&gt;GIMME! GIMME! GIMME!&lt;br /&gt;MAMMA MIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-110120467585076230?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110120467585076230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/110120467585076230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/11/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia!'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109996653067259748</id><published>2004-11-09T09:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T09:15:30.673+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="400" src="http://www.webpost.net/mg/mgunawan/eyecream.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109996653067259748?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109996653067259748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109996653067259748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/11/eye-cream.html' title='Eye cream'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109946872622208699</id><published>2004-11-04T09:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T14:58:46.223+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do it now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Too many people put off something that brings them joy just because they haven’t thought about it, don’t have it on their schedule, didn’t know it was coming or are too rigid to depart from their routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back. From then on, I’ve tried to be a little more flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many women out there will eat at home because their husband didn’t suggest going out to dinner until after something had been thawed? Does the word "refrigeration" mean nothing to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often have your kids dropped in to talk and sat in silence while you watched something on television?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot count the times I called my sister and said, "How about going to lunch in a half hour?" She would gasp and stammer, "I can’t. I have clothes on the line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known yesterday; I had a late breakfast. It looks like rain." And my personal favorite: "It’s Monday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She died a few years ago. We never did have lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because people cram so much into their lives, we tend to schedule our headaches. We live on a sparse diet of promises we make to ourselves when all the conditions are perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll go back and visit the grandparents when we get Stevie toilet-trained. We’ll entertain when we replace the living-room carpet. We’ll go on a second honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has a way of accelerating as we get older. The days get shorter, and the list of promises to ourselves gets longer. One morning, we awaken, and all we have to show for! Our lives is a litany of "I’m going to," "I plan on" and "Someday, when things are settled down a bit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When anyone calls my "seize the moment" friend, she is open to adventure and available for trips. She keeps an open mind on new ideas. Her enthusiasm for life is contagious. You talk with her for five minutes and you’re ready to trade your bad feet for a pair of Rollerblades and skip an elevator for a bungee cord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years. I love ice cream. It’s just that I might as well apply it directly to my stomach with a spatula and eliminate the digestive process. The other day, I stopped the car and bought a triple-decker. If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home, I would have died happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...go on and have a nice day. Do something you "want to," not something on your "should do" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? And why are you waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry-go-round or listened to the rain lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight or gazed at the sun into the fading night? Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask, "How are you?," do you hear the reply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day is done, do you lie on your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever told your child, "We’ll do it tomorrow." And in your haste, not see his sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just call to say, "Hi!"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift...thrown away. Life is not a race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it slower! Hear the music before the song is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109946872622208699?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109946872622208699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109946872622208699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/11/do-it-now.html' title='Do it now!'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109946771890954392</id><published>2004-11-03T14:31:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T14:55:20.586+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why yellling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-&lt;br /&gt;size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mengapa Berteriak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suatu hari sang guru bertanya kepada murid-muridnya; "Mengapa ketika seseorang sedang dalam keadaan marah, ia akan berbicara dengan suara kuat atau berteriak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang murid setelah berpikir cukup lama mengangkat tangan dan menjawab; "Karena saat seperti itu ia telah kehilangan kesabaran, karena itu ia lalu berteriak." "Tapi..." sang guru balik bertanya, "lawan bicaranya justru berada disampingnya. Mengapa harus berteriak? Apakah ia tak dapat berbicara secara halus?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hampir semua murid memberikan sejumlah alasan yang dikira benar menurut pertimbangan mereka. Namun tak satupun jawaban yang memuaskan. Sang guru lalu berkata; "Ketika dua orang sedang berada dalam situasi kemarahan, jarak antara ke dua hati mereka menjadi amat jauh walau secara fisik mereka begitu dekat. Karena itu, untuk mencapai jarak yang demikian, mereka harus berteriak. Namun anehnya, semakin keras mereka berteriak, semakin pula mereka menjadi marah dan dengan sendirinya jarak hati yang ada di antara keduanya pun menjadi lebih jauh lagi. Karena itu mereka terpaksa berteriak lebih keras lagi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang guru masih melanjutkan; "Sebaliknya, apa yang terjadi ketika dua orang saling jatuh cinta? Mereka tak hanya tidak berteriak, namun ketika mereka berbicara suara yang keluar dari mulut mereka begitu halus dan kecil. Sehalus apapun, keduanya bisa mendengarkannya dengan begitu jelas. Mengapa demikian?" Sang guru bertanya sambil memperhatikan para muridnya. Mereka nampak berpikir amat dalam namun tak satupun berani memberikan jawaban. "Karena hati mereka begitu dekat, hati mereka tak berjarak. Pada akhirnya sepatah katapun tak perlu diucapkan. Sebuah pandangan mata saja amatlah cukup membuat mereka memahami apa yang ingin mereka sampaikan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang guru masih melanjutkan; "Ketika anda sedang dilanda kemarahan, janganlah hatimu menciptakan jarak. Lebih lagi hendaknya kamu tidak mengucapkan kata yang mendatangkan jarak di antara kamu. Mungkin di saat seperti itu, tak mengucapkan kata-kata mungkin merupakan cara yang bijaksana. Karena waktu akan membantu anda."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109946771890954392?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109946771890954392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109946771890954392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/11/why-yellling.html' title='Why yellling?'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109870663108894253</id><published>2004-10-25T19:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T19:17:11.090+07:00</updated><title type='text'>daily life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heard that it is common for women here to be harrased - ok, only bum ... WHAT?  ONLY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This will happen in rickshaw and taxi... this is scaaarryy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to pizza Hut yesterday.  As usual, there are so many beggars on the street, and they start to 'force' us to give money - very very disturbing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, my fish fingers are here ..yummy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109870663108894253?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109870663108894253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109870663108894253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/10/daily-life.html' title='daily life'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109860327243168867</id><published>2004-10-24T14:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T15:11:13.826+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dhaka, Bangladesh &amp; Great Romantic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quick recap on my first few days in Dhaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finallly arrived in ZIA International Airport at 9.15 pm on 20th Oct 04 with Biman Air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Plane:&lt;br /&gt;1. There were only 5 woman in our Airbus plane (from Singapore-Bangkok-Dhaka)&lt;br /&gt;2. Toilet: The men always let me go in first no matter how long the q is!&lt;br /&gt;3. The food is YUUUUMMMYYY!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Strict, tense, fierce atmosphere between cabin crews + passengers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In airport:&lt;br /&gt;Immigration: I get to q in Diplomatic Officer line - good to be different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look what i found :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Artist: Tunde&lt;br /&gt;Album: Altre Canzoni&lt;br /&gt;Title: Great Romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, so you threw your heart right in&lt;br /&gt;and it turned out less than perfect&lt;br /&gt;a losing streak is starting in your mind&lt;br /&gt;you let yourself believe the pain&lt;br /&gt;its never going to be worth it&lt;br /&gt;don't beat yourself up&lt;br /&gt;know that you were never wrong for wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;So now that you've lost the battle&lt;br /&gt;should we just cross out your name and let you sink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You've got me feeling like the last surviving great romantic,&lt;br /&gt;Just stop the dreaming and the world stops spinning around&lt;br /&gt;You feel foolish cos love never turns out&lt;br /&gt;like you planned it&lt;br /&gt;stop believing and the world stops letting you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you had to let it go&lt;br /&gt;it clearly wasn't working&lt;br /&gt;new love leaves you trembling&lt;br /&gt;you hide behind the door&lt;br /&gt;so unsure of what you used to know&lt;br /&gt;so now you think your every move ten steps ahead and you are frozen&lt;br /&gt;caught inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're drowning as the anger overflows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109860327243168867?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109860327243168867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109860327243168867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/10/dhaka-bangladesh-great-romantic.html' title='Dhaka, Bangladesh &amp; Great Romantic'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109806918169628250</id><published>2004-10-18T09:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T10:13:01.696+07:00</updated><title type='text'>definitions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;OXFORD DICTIONARY'S LATEST DEFINITION OF THE FOLLOWING WORDS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Divorce : Future tense of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cigarette : A pinch of tobacco rolled in paper with fire at one end &amp;amp; a fool on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lecture : An art of transferring information from the notes of the lecturer to the notes of the students without passing through "the minds of either"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Conference : The confusion of one man multiplied by the number present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Compromise : The art of dividing a cake in such a way that everybody believes he got the biggest piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tears : The hydraulic force by which masculine will-power is defeated by feminine water power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dictionary : A place where success comes before work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Conference Room : A place where everybody talks, nobody listens and everybody disagrees later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Classic : A book which people praise, but do not read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Smile : A curve that can set a lot of things straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Office : A place where you can relax after your strenuous home life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yawn : The only time some married men ever get to open their mouth. Etc. : A sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Committee : Individuals who can do nothing individually and sit to decide that nothing can be done together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Experience : The name men give to their mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Atom Bomb : An invention to end all inventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Philosopher : A fool who torments himself during life, to be spoken of when dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Diplomat : A person who tells you to go to hell in such a way that you actually look forward to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Opportunist : A person who starts taking a bath if he accidentally falls into a river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Optimist : A person who while falling from Eiffel tower says in midway "See, I am not injured yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Miser : A person who lives poor so that he can die rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Father : A banker provided by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Criminal : A guy no different from the rest....except that he got caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boss : Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Politician : One who shakes your hand before after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Doctor : A person who kills your ills by pills, and kills you with his bills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109806918169628250?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109806918169628250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109806918169628250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/10/definitions.html' title='definitions'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109774803363421745</id><published>2004-10-14T16:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T14:21:08.880+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Fawn, racer, fasting month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;This is the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; ch&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;g &lt;/span&gt;-  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://noracom.net/eng/fortune/color_cheki1.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;cool link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ... try it out, try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And this is my color checking result :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are Silver Fawn, who tends to give an impression of being difficult to grasp what you really mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People find it hard to know what you think and what you like, no matter how often and how much they talk to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your mysterious atmosphere makes you look like a cold hearted woman, but all the more, you stand for femininity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are composed of both natural caution against men and passion for your own life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A feudalistic ideas and passion for artistic things exist along side each other inside you, and are kept in good balance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are full of fantasist ideas, and tends to be rather dreamy sort of person. Nevertheless, your attitude towards life is extremely steady. You are not interested in real life, and you don't have many relationships.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can show astonishing vital power when it comes to long term businesses. But you tend to withdraw into your shell, and be unable to bring out the trust you have among other people. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You should try and mingle more often with others. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although you are very unique and have the mysterious atmosphere around you, you tend to get interested in natural and ordinary things. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You should create an environment at home, where you could make use of your personal interest and your life mission.After getting married, you will lead a steady life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There may be a possibility that you may take an active part outside your home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;----&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of racers to be ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/030323_y036_big.jpg" width="100" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/030323_y070_big.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/030504_y551_big.jpg" width="100" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/030504_y559_big.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting month starts tomorrow = office hours = 8 am - 4 pm :)  loveeeelyyy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109774803363421745?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109774803363421745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109774803363421745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/10/silver-fawn-racer-fasting-month.html' title='Silver Fawn, racer, fasting month'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109765369040937362</id><published>2004-10-13T14:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T14:48:10.410+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conquest ... </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Still in my conquest to find the GREAT ROMANTIC lyrics by Tunde.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;JB sent me the link to Lighthouse Family lyrics - very nice of you, Thank you...., can't find it there though!  Help...help....   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Tunde - The Great Romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice and soul of the Lighthouse Family, Tunde Baiyewu finds a voice of his own with his gorgeous debut solo album, ‘Tunde’, out October 25th, featuring the captivating first single, ‘Great Romantic’ out October 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This debut self-titled solo album is written by Tunde with further collaboration from Grant Lee Phillips (former frontman of Grant Lee Buffalo) and Floetry collaborator, Sebastian Rogers. The album is produced by Mike Peden who has worked extensively with the Lighthouse Family and was the man behind The Chimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going solo with his own material has always been a dream for Tunde and the new album is undoubtedly the sound of an artist exploring new territory as both a vocalist and lyricist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says Tunde: “For me, it was all about the songs. They reflect a lot of the stuff I’ve been through over the past four years, plus my Nigerian heritage is in there too. The lyrics are very personal. I think I’m doing things with my voice now that people won’t have heard before; it’s more expressive. Playing safe would have been… too dangerous.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights range from the first single, ‘Great Romantic’, with its anthemic and infectious chorus to the groove and hook laden, ‘Shouldn’t Be Like This (according to fairness)’. ‘Letting Me Down Gently’, featuring Catherine Feeny, is a sensuous and affecting song and just one of many of the stand out tracks on the album. ‘Anaesthetic’ is a powerful and personal song about grief which showcases Tunde’s vocal range and power of expression to stunning effect. ‘Our History’ is a soulful gem, while, ‘Miles Ahead Of Me’, manages to be sensitive and enervating all at once. Tunde’s voice has never sounded so rich and strong and emotive as it does on this album. From up tempo tracks like, ‘Cover Me’, to more introspective numbers like, ‘Can’t Make The World Disappear’, ‘Tunde’ is a rare treat; an intelligent, passionate album packed with classic songs, delivered in Tunde’s own unmistakable style.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;For the past few days, I've been busy arranging my ticket for next wednesday 20th Oct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jakarta-Singapore --&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.garuda-indonesia.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Garuda Indonesia Airline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Singapore - Dhaka --&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bimanair.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Biman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Problems:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;1.  No Biman Air sales office in Jakarta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;2.  Cash only - and it is cheaper by Sin$30, good price!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;3.  Ticket can only be issued by Biman sales office in the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;4.  No time to go into city and collect ticket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Then a name came up in my head.  I contacted this fellow, Ed, whom I have never met before but he helped me with ticket arragement for my boyfriend last April.  Guess what?  He said ok that he will pay for me first, collect the ticket and send it to airport!  Unbelievable eh?  There is stll a nice person in this world!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109765369040937362?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109765369040937362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109765369040937362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/10/conquest.html' title='Conquest ... '/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109756225157083640</id><published>2004-10-12T13:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T13:24:11.570+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Romantic</title><content type='html'>I have been googling for the lyrics of Great Romantic by Tunde, vocalist of the &lt;a href="http://http://www.thelighthousefamily.com/"&gt;Lighthouse Family&lt;/a&gt;.   Zero till today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a cute play board... it comes with the chess &amp; tiny buttons :  SHE, HE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/board.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panasonic camera will be used by papa.  I'll keep the tiny phone, it is my &lt;em&gt;GREAT ROMANTIC&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/fones.JPG"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109756225157083640?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109756225157083640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109756225157083640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/10/great-romantic.html' title='Great Romantic'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109748432169552213</id><published>2004-10-11T14:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T14:13:39.760+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman&amp;Bali photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Superman "long time ago" star - Christopher Reeves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.cnn.com/2004/SHOWBIZ/Movies/10/11/obit.reeve.ap/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;passed away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. He was on &lt;em&gt;The Practice , &lt;/em&gt;guest appearance, two weeks ago ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We really don't know our future, do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bali trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - 5 - 8 Oct 04&lt;br /&gt;Tues, 5/10/04&lt;br /&gt;Half day at work. Rushed to airport. Flight on time. Welcome to Bali :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/atgate.JPG" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nusa Dua Beach Hotel - before checking in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wed, 6/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/view1.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left wing view from room ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/statue.JPG" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statue of Bima Mencari Air Suci ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/dancer1.JPG" width="100" /&gt; &lt;img height="100" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/dancer2.JPG" width="130" /&gt; &lt;img height="100" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/dancer3.JPG" width="130" /&gt; &lt;img height="100" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/dancer4.JPG" width="130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali dancers -- love the dances, love the costumes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thurs., 7/10/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Garuda Wisnu Kencana complex&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="140" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/clayhill1.JPG" width="130" /&gt; &lt;img height="140" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/clayhill2.JPG" width="130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The magnificent clay hill, the highest spot in South -- buildings are made of same material! look at the details!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/clayhill3kakibali.JPG" height=130 width=150/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The beautiful scenery at night time to see the foot of Bali island -- still lovely at day time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/gwkmini1.JPG" width="130" /&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/gwkmini2.JPG" width="110" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miniature of Garuda Wisnu Kencana Statue - suppose to be 140 m in height! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is in slow progress due to lack of PRIVATE funding ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="120" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/gwk1.JPG" width="90" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/gwk2.JPG" width="90" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/gwkrealsize.JPG" width="90" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every piece will be assembled once done, currently only body &amp; bird are ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uluwatu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="180" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/Uluwatu1JPG.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BEEEAUUUTIIFFUUULLLL scenery! it's 60 m above sea! breathtaking view!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of Nusa Dua Beach hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="130" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/gateday.JPG" width="120" /&gt; &lt;img height="130" src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/gatenite.JPG" width="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day time &amp;amp; night time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri, 8/10/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to Jakarta :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.webpost.net/ba/balibali/bromo1.JPG" height=100 width=150/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bromo mountain, active volcano - taken from plane ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109748432169552213?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109748432169552213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109748432169552213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/10/supermanbali-photos.html' title='Superman&amp;Bali photos'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109722510537179529</id><published>2004-10-08T15:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T15:45:05.370+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hectic" week - Bali</title><content type='html'>It has been a hectic week .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday = can't remember what did i do,&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday = documents for Directors' Meeting.  Left office at 12.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday pm - Friday am (just arrived this morning!) = in Bali - yippieeee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be uploaded next week.  It is nice to be away from office and city life!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers:&lt;br /&gt;Norman, will come to Jakarta by end of October ...&lt;br /&gt;Yanto is back at home now, after 4/5 days in hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now I have to keep up all the reading in &lt;a href="http://http://hometownyeouido.blogspot.com/"&gt;JB blog&lt;/a&gt; - always amusing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109722510537179529?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109722510537179529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109722510537179529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/10/hectic-week-bali.html' title='&quot;Hectic&quot; week - Bali'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109627224834087167</id><published>2004-09-27T14:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T09:43:47.670+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mailing list &amp; mooncake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A useful link that I found on the Buddhism mailing list: &lt;em&gt;alternative medication&lt;/em&gt;: Juice fasting is an advanced method of detoxification that speeds the elimination of toxins from the body - this method is called: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://altmedicine.about.com/od/detoxcleansing/a/juice_fasting.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Detox - juicing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Funnily enough, the advertisement on this page is &lt;em&gt;McDonald&lt;/em&gt; "i'm lovin' it"- premium breast strips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the mooncake festival!&lt;br /&gt;THERE are several stories about the origins of mooncakes and the myths and legends behind the Mooncake Festival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the more romantic myths is that Chang-O, the most beautiful woman of Chinese mythology stole the elixir of life that her husband had obtained with great difficulty from the Royal Mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;The story goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Long ago, the earth was in a state of havoc because there were 10 suns in the sky, and these were the sons of the Jade Emperor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rivers dried up, the land became barren, and many people died.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the death and destruction caused by his sons, the Jade Emperor took this matter to the god Hou Yi. The Emperor asked Hou Yi to persuade his sons to rise up away from the earth to end the catastrophe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hou Yi asked the suns to leave the sky, they refused. Made angry by their defiance, Hou Yi, a great archer, launched arrows at the suns, shooting them down one by one until his wife Chang-O pleaded with him to save one sun to keep the earth warm and bright.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that the Jade Emperor was furious at the slaying of his sons, Hou Yi and Chang-O were forced to stay on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chang-O was unhappy, so her husband tried to win back her favour by gathering herbs that would give them once again the power to ascend to heaven. Chang-O remained angry, however, and ate all the herbs herself. She flew up to the moon, where she remains alone, living in the Moon Palace. The Tang poet, Li Shang-yin wrote the above verse on Chang O's sad story three thousand years later, and the story of Chang-O's flight to the moon has persisted since among the people of the world. There are several versions of this story, but this is the more popular version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 15th of the 8th lunar month every year (this year it falls on September 24), when the moon is at its brightest and loveliest, Chinese people around the world look at the moon and remember Chang-O and her legend. The occasions is celebrated as the Mid-Autumn Festival, also known as&lt;br /&gt;the Moon Festival.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooncakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mooncakes became part of the Mid-Autumn Festival because during the Yuan dynasty (1280 1368 A.D.) when China was ruled by the Mongolian people. Leaders from the preceding Sung dynasty (960-1280 A.D.) were unhappy at submitting to foreign rule, and set out to co-ordinate the rebellion without it being discovered. The leaders of the rebellion, knowing that the Moon Festival was drawing near, ordered the making of special cakes. Packed into each mooncake was a message with the outline of the attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the night of the Moon Festival, the rebels succesfully attacked and overthrew the government.  What followed was the establishment of the Ming dynasty (1368-1644 A.D.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, mooncakes are eaten to commemorate this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For generations, mooncakes have been made with sweet fillings of nuts, mashed red beans, lotus-seed paste or Chinese dates, wrapped in a pastry. Sometimes, a cooked egg yolk can be found in the middle of the rich tasting dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this festival mean and when did it start?&lt;br /&gt;asnwers:&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Sharing a mooncake with your family by dividing i into four pieces -- a tradition that Chinese believe will ensure a harmonious family. A festival for reunion The Mid-Autumn Festival falls on the 15th day of the eighth month of the year according to the Chinese lunar calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The custom of worshipping the moon can be traced back as far as the ancient Xia (21st century-16th century BC) and Shang dynasties (16th century-11th century BC). In the Song Dynasty (960-1279), people began to send round mooncakes to their relatives as gifts as an expression of their best wishes of family reunion. In addition to mooncakes, Chinese also eat taro, fragrant ``maodou'' (young soybean) and duck at the festival. At the end of a meal, people often have fresh lotus roots. Tonight the moon should be at its lowest angle to the horizon, making the moon appear brighter and rounder than any other time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the meaning of this tradition is fading away - &lt;a href="http://http://www.ipsnews.net/africa/interna.asp?idnews=25618"&gt;full report&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;My friend shared her little secret on how to "find" a husband by following these steps during the mooncake festival: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Put a pail of water at the open space of the house i.e. roof or yard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2.  Leave it there for 24 hours and MUST get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;direct&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; moon &amp; sun lights.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bathe with water from the pail &amp; make a wish - for a perfect husband :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109627224834087167?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109627224834087167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109627224834087167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/09/mailing-list-mooncake.html' title='mailing list &amp; mooncake'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991395.post-109626655412025677</id><published>2004-09-26T13:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T13:29:14.120+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;THE ONE FLAW IN  WOMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By the time the Lord made woman, He was into his sixth day of working overtime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;An angel appeared and said, "Why are you spending so much time on this one?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the Lord answered, "Have you seen my spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but  not plastic, have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable and able to run on diet coke and leftovers, have a lap that can hold four children at one time, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken  heart -and she will do everything with only two hands." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The angel was astounded at the requirements. "Only two hands!? No way!And that's just on the standard model? That's too much work for one day.  Wait until tomorrow to finish."But I won't," the Lord protested. "I am so close to finishing  this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can work 18 hour days."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The angel moved closer and touched the woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"But you have made her so soft, Lord." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"She is soft," the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish." "Will she be able to think?", asked the angel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The angel then noticed something, and reaching out, touched the woman's cheek. "Oops, it looks like  you have a leak in this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one." "That's not a leak," the Lord corrected, "that's a tear!" "What's the tear for?" the angel asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief and her pride." The angel was impressed. "You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything! Woman is truly amazing." And she is! Women have strengths that amaze men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;They bear hardships and they  carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. They smile  when they want to scream. They sing when they want to cry. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in. They stand up to injustice. They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.They go without so their family can have. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.They are happy when they hear  about a birth or a wedding. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve at the loss of a  family member,  yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The heart of a woman is what  makes the world keep turning.  They bring joy, hope and love. They have compassion and ideals. They give moral support to their family and friends. Women have vital things to say and everything to give. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991395-109626655412025677?l=merygunawan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109626655412025677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991395/posts/default/109626655412025677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merygunawan.blogspot.com/2004/09/woman.html' title='Woman...'/><author><name>Mery Gunawan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01554285567679297331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BJ0okbCMbbU/SP_xLf1KFfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MCzb_gLBrgU/S220/mery.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
