<?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-6615600229842898847</id><updated>2012-02-15T11:42:44.931+07:00</updated><title type='text'>For a Woman's Soul...</title><subtitle type='html'>.:An Ordinary Woman Searching for an Extraordinary Life:.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-3540278266964635584</id><published>2012-02-15T11:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T11:42:44.945+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back again...</title><content type='html'>Setelah beberapa kurun waktu saya menyepi.... I'M BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali dengan status yang berbeza...Already a dentist and already a wife. Nothing to write at da moment but definitely will write something when i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hugs n kisses...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-3540278266964635584?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3540278266964635584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=3540278266964635584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3540278266964635584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3540278266964635584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-back-again.html' title='I&apos;m back again...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6088586447920497129</id><published>2010-03-28T12:51:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T12:55:58.841+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My privilege...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...What a privilege it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To Be Alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To Breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;To Think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To Enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Marcus S...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-6088586447920497129?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6088586447920497129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=6088586447920497129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6088586447920497129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6088586447920497129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-privilege.html' title='My privilege...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5815581935206671773</id><published>2010-03-25T08:21:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T09:02:58.770+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Malang...Second Day (25th of Dec 09)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6q7ooH7ftI/AAAAAAAAAOE/20lKoWcqoJY/s1600/25122009119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452376605525245650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6q7ooH7ftI/AAAAAAAAAOE/20lKoWcqoJY/s320/25122009119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; The continuation of my previous post... the 2nd day plan was off to taman safari jawa timur. Pagi2 kitorang dah bangun to Giant if I'm not mistaken. Belanja barang2 nak masak...yes kitorang nak masak2 coz kitorang nak picnic2 kat Taman Safari. Kitorang masak ayam masak merah and sayur goreng. Simple je... It's christmas! Vincent was the only one celebrating so he was excused from the cooking session. We bought chocolate for him (christmas present). Kata vincent "Waaahhh asik ya gereja disini semua orangnya cakep2...sampai tukang parkirnya aja cakep" (dengan wajah yang sangat bahagia of course). Translationnye adalah..."waaah bestnyer gereja kat sini, semua orang good looking sampai tukang parking pun good looking". Maybe deep down inside dia bertekad untuk mencari jodoh di kota malang saje.hehehe. Done cooking kami pun bersiap2 untuk berangkat ke Taman Safari. we have to pay around 40k per person (i forgot...huhu). Taman Safari tak seperti Zoo Negara. Semua haiwan disini bebas berkeliaran...yessssss sangat bebas. They're just outside ur car. Make sure your car is well close..its not funny tiba2 anda ditarik keluar dari kereta anda.huhu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6q7oFjGe3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/MDHpOgEoxxU/s1600/Animals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452376596243970930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6q7oFjGe3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/MDHpOgEoxxU/s320/Animals.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Ini adalah beberapa gambar yang saya post. Sebenarnya...banyak lagi. Different animals with different pose. I'm not a big fan...tapi layankan je lah...saya happy melihat orang lain happy... My friends were all excited. Maybe sebab mereka adalah pecinta haiwan. They even took pictures sambil memegang haiwan2 itu...waaaaaarrrrrghhhhh...never in my entire life. They took pictures with lion and snack (saya melihat dari jarak yang agak jauh...bukan tak setiakawan tapi dari jauh saje saya dah merasa darah tak megalir lagi dalam badan saya). Sampai kat the theme park it was raining...tapi kami tetap bersemangat menjelajah theme park dalam kehujanan. hehehe (bukannya apa sebab dah jalan jauh2 redah je lah) but before that kena recharge dulu. It's time to picnic (perut dah berkeroncong...cacing2 dah berdemo ria) Berbeza dengan picnic biasanya kami berpicnic di dalam kereta di tempat parking....hehehe. semua tempat dah penuh dah..takpelahhhh dah lapar kan... Dah recharge kami mula berjalan2...main2 bom2 car, masuk rumah ular, masuk rumah reptile, main sana main sini....ketawa2, gelak2, pose sana pose sini. The unforgettable moment is masuk rumah hantu. Biasa2 je...saya memang penakut but i think it was ok la...dah tau dah semua tu penipuan saje. Saya dah ready nak turun dari train tu and tiba2 ada makhluk tinggi dan sangat besar menghampiri dari belakang...OH MY GOD...apa lagi saya melakukan jurus terjitu...LANGKAH SERIBU tanpa memedulikan orang lain. takut wooooooooooo...berlari sambil menjerit histeris. Rupa2nya itu juga penipuan...muna trus mengeluarkan statement... "Sampai hati korang tinggalkan aku...lupa kawan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: Muna sorry bukan nak tinggalkan kau tapi tu self defense mechanism...reflex...serious tak tipu..trust me...aku sayang kat kau. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Penat2 berjalan...it's time to go back. On our way back singgah bakpao telo. All the items in the shop was made from telo (ubi keledek...ye kot) even the ice cream...sedap tau. tak percaya boleh confirm kat muna and wafa. siap beli 2 cup tu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6q7nvBtYdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/RmzjJbja8eM/s1600/Taman+Safari+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452376590198333906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6q7nvBtYdI/AAAAAAAAAN0/RmzjJbja8eM/s320/Taman+Safari+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6q7nJGbPZI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZtdJNpdMaus/s1600/Taman+Safari+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452376580017569170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6q7nJGbPZI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZtdJNpdMaus/s320/Taman+Safari+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We're going off to Bromo the night itself (one of Indonesian inactive Earthquake...used to be active tapi gossip2 yang beredar bromo kembali active). tempat tu sangat cantik and sangat sejuk sekali...Nak tau ceritanya....i'll post it in my next entry...TUNGGU..... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-5815581935206671773?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5815581935206671773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5815581935206671773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5815581935206671773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5815581935206671773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-malangsecond-day-25th-of-dec-09.html' title='Trip to Malang...Second Day (25th of Dec 09)'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6q7ooH7ftI/AAAAAAAAAOE/20lKoWcqoJY/s72-c/25122009119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-4148819850093677562</id><published>2010-03-21T14:13:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:18:16.151+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Malang...First Day (24th of Dec 09)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6Xdt9RhRqI/AAAAAAAAANk/E6jSLTrEAlA/s1600-h/SL372947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006705613751970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6Xdt9RhRqI/AAAAAAAAANk/E6jSLTrEAlA/s320/SL372947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This is my very late post of my trip to Malang last year. hehehe... cerita dah basi dah pun. tapi takpe layankan je lah k. Me and friends of mine (muna, wafa, candra, vincent and wenang) went to Malang on the 23rd of Dec 09. All of us took the night bus to surabaya because we miss the malang's bus. It took us around 6 hours to reach Surabaya and then we took the next bus to Malang which took us around 2 hours. We arrived around 5ish in the morning. Candra's sis fetch us at the bus station. We had our breakfast in this pecel place (tak tau nama apa) i had STMJ (susu+telor+madu+jahe)... hmmmm.... sedappppppp. i like (sounded weird...i know but you got to try this) and then straight to candra's house and rehat2 for a while. sleep to be precise :) after a few hours of sleep, semua bangun and siap2 nak mandi. Wafa was the one yang paling rajin mandi, so she took her bath first, n then muna n finally me (malas jugak nak bergerak mandi ni..hehe). The first activity is pergi karaoke (bayangkan jauh-jauh jalan tetap berkaraoke padahal kat jogja pun ade je tempat karaoke).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6XdtSScyYI/AAAAAAAAANc/OE2MwGZbX2g/s1600-h/Karaoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006694074927490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6XdtSScyYI/AAAAAAAAANc/OE2MwGZbX2g/s320/Karaoke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tapi...the best about berkaraoke kat malang ni is kitorang dapat this green room. YES IT'S GREEN!!! sangat cantik...i like :) everyone menyanyikan lagu dengan penuh semangat patriotik (ye lah tu...masa nyanyi lagu NEGARAKU...semua suara tak dengar pon but if suruh nyanyi lagu KERANAMU MALAYSIA kitorang paling semangat...betul tak kawan2 ~refers to muna, aida, wafa, flo and others~) every single genre kitorang nyanyi. The best was lagu yang penting happy... lagu dangdut (layan je lah...) ketawa2 sambil nyanyi2. muna sampai terbaring2 ketawa sebab tak tahan nyanyi lagu dangdut.hehehe. We had soo much fun karaoke-ing. And then next stop was tempat makan bakso bakar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6XdsyvC79I/AAAAAAAAANU/lD8Kb0mhuVM/s1600-h/Bakso+Bakar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006685604933586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6XdsyvC79I/AAAAAAAAANU/lD8Kb0mhuVM/s320/Bakso+Bakar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bakso bakar malang is one of Malang specialty. sedap...apa lagi makan after rain. the weather was very condusive...cocok sekali...candra belanja kitorang (makasih ya can...appriciate it soo much, sering2lah ya...kalau tau nak belanja ambil banyak2...biasalah minimum budget) and the most important thing is apa juga makanannya, minumnya teh botol sosro (my fiance favs drink klo datang jogja).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6XdsRL5_RI/AAAAAAAAANM/Msmoycm1jFk/s1600-h/Jagung+Bakar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006676599176466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6XdsRL5_RI/AAAAAAAAANM/Msmoycm1jFk/s320/Jagung+Bakar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;One of my buddy who use to be dental student jugak but now medicine student kat UNIBRAW met us. So. all of decided to makan jagung bakar. sedap jugak...maybe sebab pergi beramai-ramai sambil bercerita2 tu yang rasa semua sedap. Besides jagung bakar, we had pisang bakar n roti bakar jugak. And then back home coz we need to have a good rest for the next day journey. 2nd day journey will be in the next post coz belum edit2 pictures lagi.....to be continue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6Xc0SfdP-I/AAAAAAAAANE/qNb67mKiAWQ/s1600-h/Jagung+Bakar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6Xcz8C9iuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/hLM8eKlFCQU/s1600-h/Bakso+Bakar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6XcziMvOCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/X7caE30tq2g/s1600-h/Karaoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6XNpTPORFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/qHwfqeWGw7g/s1600-h/SL372947.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-4148819850093677562?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/4148819850093677562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=4148819850093677562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4148819850093677562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4148819850093677562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-malangfirst-day-24th-of-dec-09.html' title='Trip to Malang...First Day (24th of Dec 09)'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/S6Xdt9RhRqI/AAAAAAAAANk/E6jSLTrEAlA/s72-c/SL372947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-1502340822285687378</id><published>2010-03-21T08:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T08:51:34.390+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bestie is Pregnant...</title><content type='html'>Looking around for new post to read while waiting for debbie.Baca-baca my bestie blog (Pn. Siti Aminah Khairazan) talking about her life and her pregnancy life. sangat sedih I'm not there with her while she's pregnant. My other besties ade pulak dalam kehidupan dia sepanjang dia berpregnant ria. Nak jugak... wondering how she looks like dengan perut yang membesar and berat badan yang bertambah. We knew each other since primary school n now dah besar panjang. Suddenly, i miss every single person already... aminah, bazlina, shazri, haz, shima, melia and few others... lucky me before aminah nak kawin last year (which i can't attend) sempat jumpa mereka-mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiks2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish i could come back home for good earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Kawan-kawan doakan saya cepat menyusul Pn. Siti Aminah Khairazan ye... Amin....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-1502340822285687378?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1502340822285687378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=1502340822285687378' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1502340822285687378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1502340822285687378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-bestie-is-pregnant.html' title='My Bestie is Pregnant...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-696837319239821191</id><published>2010-03-17T18:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:51:16.613+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors...</title><content type='html'>Life is full of colors...life wasn't just about black and white. Imagine how dull is this world without colors. Colors are used to express emotions. Everyone have their own favourite colors. As for me I am so into green and purple... been loving this colors for ages. It alternate time to time...You might want to know what is your favourite color meant.  Well, this are the meaning of some common colors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED: warmth, love, anger, danger, boldness, excitement, speed, strength, determination, desire, courage  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ORANGE: cheerfulness, low cost, affordability, enthusiasm, stimulation, creativity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;YELLOW: attention-grabbing, comfort, liveliness, cowardliness, hunger, optimism, overwhelm, Summer, comfort, liveliness, intellect, happiness, energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GREEN: durability, reliability, environmental, luxurious, optimism, well-being, nature, calm, relaxation, Spring, safety, honesty, optimism, harmony, freshness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;BLUE: peace, professionalism, loyalty, reliability, honor, melancholia, boredom, coldness, Winter, depth, stability, professionalism, honor, trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PURPLE: power, royalty, nobility, elegance, sophistication, artificial, luxury, mystery, royalty, elegance, magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;GRAY: conservatism, traditionalism, intelligence, serious, dull, uninteresting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;BROWN: relaxing, confident, casual, reassuring, nature, earthy, solid, reliable, genuine, Autumn, endurance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK: Elegance, sophistication, formality, power, strength, illegality, depression, morbidity, night (can't color this black, if I did, it can't be read then..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WHITE: Cleanliness, purity, newness, virginity, peace, innocence, simplicity, sterility, snow" (i'm into white tops but it can easily get dirty and changes color into yellowish...yaikssss!!!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So people...let's utilize colors to express your feeling of the day...life would be much more interesting...maybe...let's give it a try... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-696837319239821191?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://changingminds.org/disciplines/communication/color_effect.htm' title='Colors...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/696837319239821191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=696837319239821191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/696837319239821191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/696837319239821191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/03/colors.html' title='Colors...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5225233738548892528</id><published>2010-03-17T15:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:48:23.392+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kecewa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sedikit waktu yang kau miliki&lt;br /&gt;Luangkanlah untukku&lt;br /&gt;Harap secepatnya datangi aku&lt;br /&gt;S'kali ini ku mohon padamu&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang ingin ku sampaikan&lt;br /&gt;Sempatkanlah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hampa kesal dan amarah&lt;br /&gt;Seluruhnya ada dibenakku&lt;br /&gt;Tandai seketika&lt;br /&gt;Hati yang tak terbalas&lt;br /&gt;Oleh cintamu...&lt;br /&gt;Kuingin marah, melampiaskan tapi kuhanyalah sendiri disini&lt;br /&gt;Ingin kutunjukkan pada siapa saja yang ada&lt;br /&gt;Bahwa hatiku kecewa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sedetik menunggumu disini, s'perti seharian&lt;br /&gt;Berkali kulihat jam ditangan&lt;br /&gt;Demi membunuh waktu&lt;br /&gt;Tak kulihat tanda kehadiranmu&lt;br /&gt;Yang semakin meyakiniku&lt;br /&gt;Kau tak datang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Lagu lama but I guess it worth sharing... love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-5225233738548892528?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.kapanlagi.com/lirik/artis/bunga_citra_lestari/kecewa' title='Kecewa'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5225233738548892528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5225233738548892528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5225233738548892528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5225233738548892528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/03/kecewa.html' title='Kecewa'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-163267296949047155</id><published>2010-03-15T18:32:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:50:40.289+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Have you ever felt lonely when you're not even alone? Well this happened to me lately. I felt emptiness in me. I feel sad and even worst I cried. Crying might be the greatest solution to express my feelings (not in front of others of course). Having to live my life away from my love ones was very challenging. Looking at others who have the chance to be around their families and lover, to be able to go back home often, did really make me jealous. How i wish I could do that. To whom it may concern...I just want you to know that I MISS U SOO DAMN MUCH... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing and I came across this poem from 10 things I hate about you. I love it soo very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I hate the way you talk to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and the way you cut your hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I hate the way you drive my car,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I hate it when you stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I hate your big dumb combat boots,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and the way you read my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I hate you so much it makes me sick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;it even makes me rhyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I hate the way you're always right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I hate it when you lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;even worse when you make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I hate it when you're not around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and the fact that you did't call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;but mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;not even close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;not even a little bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;not even at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-163267296949047155?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/163267296949047155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=163267296949047155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/163267296949047155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/163267296949047155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/03/lonely.html' title='Lonely...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-1351671283931888601</id><published>2010-01-26T21:27:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:16:17.348+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indah itu ada di depan mata...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear friends, firstly i would love to inform that this entry would be in bahasa malaysia+bahasa indonesia+english language a.k.a "rojak" coz saya rasa apa yang cuba saya sampaikan akan lebih mudah difahami dengan bahasa yang "rojak" ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Entah kenapa rumput tetangga terlihat lebih hijau dari rumput sendiri (padahal rumah saya takde rumput...metaphore). Maybe sebab memang lumrah manusia memang macam tu, human nature kan. Kita cenderung untuk tidak mensyukuri apa yang kita ada. Selalu berusaha untuk mendapatkan yang lebih dari apa yang dah kita punya. Kita selalu mengeluh dengan apa yang seharusnya dah cukup indah buat kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Kenapa kita selalu mempermasalah pihak yang lain tanpa bercermin pada diri kita sendiri? padahal mungkin saja pokok permasalahan yang kita hadapi sebenarnya berawal dari kita sendiri. Kita jadi sedih dan sakit hati setiap kali kita memikirkan hal yang seharusnya tak terlalu difikirkan and then, mulalah kita rasa lonely... lepas tu kita rasa macam takde orang pun yang care tentang kita. tak pulak kita terfikir parents kita yang sayang kita bagai menatang minyak yang penuh sampai kita dah besar panjang, dah jadi "orang".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hal ini terjadi pada diri saya sendiri. Akhir-akhir ini saya mula bercermin pada diri sendiri. Saya sedar betapa egoisnya diri saya ketika saya terlalu memaksakan kehendak saya. saya selalu berfikir tentang keinginan saya tanpa mempertimbangkan keinginan orang lain. Biasanya hal ini tidak terjadi ketika saya bersama teman saya. Anehnya, hal ini sering terjadi ketika saya bersama orang yang sayang. maybe saya merasa mereka cukup mengerti saya sehingga saya bertindak sesuai kehendak hati saya. Betapa egoisnya saya.... maafkan ainol (dituju khas untuk ibu, ayah and tunang saya). Betapa kurang pekanya saya terhadap perjuangan mereka hanya untuk membuat saya bahagia. Kita selalu menyadari hal-hal tertentu ketika hal itu tidak lagi didepan mata kita. Bak kata pepatah, "You don't miss the water till the well runs dry". Ketika saya mula meng-explore diri saya, saya mula membentuk zona ikhlas tanpa saya sedar. ternyata ketika saya mula ikhlas terhadap sesuatu, hati saya lebih tenang. Sungguh hebat satu kata yang berbunyi "IKHLAS" itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ketika saya bercermin...saya mula kenal dengan diri sendiri. mula menyadari akan sikap saya yang mungkin tidak menyenangkan pihak-pihak tertentu. Saya bukan orang yang sempurna tapi saya pasti akan berusaha menjadi orang yang lebih baik. So people...please keep this in mind....hal terindah itu selalu ada di depan mata kita. we don't need to explore. Semuanya tergantung pada diri kita sendiri bagaimana caranya kita memanfaatkan apa yang telah diberikan oleh-Nya untuk kita. Semuanya pasti akan indah pada waktunya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-1351671283931888601?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1351671283931888601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=1351671283931888601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1351671283931888601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1351671283931888601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/indah-itu-ada-di-depan-mata.html' title='Indah itu ada di depan mata...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-410168252178624027</id><published>2010-01-23T08:13:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T08:18:32.196+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Be Sad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;...Don't Be Sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Semangat dan azam untuk hidup hari ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tanpa KESEDIHAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tanpa KERESAHAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tanpa KEMARAHAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tanpa KEDENGKIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tanpa KEBENCIAN&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/6615600229842898847-410168252178624027?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/410168252178624027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=410168252178624027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/410168252178624027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/410168252178624027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-be-sad.html' title='Don&apos;t Be Sad...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-3154070388177186975</id><published>2010-01-10T18:37:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:54:59.034+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of women is facing a mental disorder... BEWARE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Body image is divided into two: (1) positive body image (2) negative body image. I guess everyone is aware enough of what we call positive body image but I'm pretty sure there's a lot of us who are not familiar enough with what we call "NEGATIVE BODY IMAGE".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I read a book by the title of "Menjelajah Tubuh Perempuan dan Mitos Kecantikan" by Annastasia Melliana S. It was stated that among all body image problem, the most general one was body dissatisfaction and body image distortion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Body dissatisfaction is dislikes of an individual towards her body or specific parts of their body. the difference between ideal body image and real body image is an indicator of dissatisfaction level towards the body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Body image distortion is disabilities of an individual in evaluating body size accurately due to the difference between real body condition and dream body condition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Body dissatisfaction and body image distortion generally faced by teenager and adult women which decreased the level of self-respect. Past research proved that when a woman looked at a model picture, she would felt guilty, depressed, stressed, ashamed, insecure and unsatisfied with their own body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This negative body image could lead to a severe clinical disorder which is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BODY DYSMORPHIC DISORDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (BDD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BDD consist of 3 aspects which is: (1) dissatisfaction of body appearance, (2) preoccupants of body appearance and (3) exaggerating of body disadvantages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A research showed that 36% of university students agreed on those 3 aspects where 85% of them said that they very unsatisfied with their body, 60% said that they were very preoccupied and 75% were too exaggerating. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Is more than 1/3 of students are facing mental disorders regarding their body image? Women are intended to exaggerate when they are desribing their big thigh and big stomach. is this prooving that they are suffering if body dysmorphic disorders??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Are you one of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Am I one of them?hehe... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Guess everyone have their own answer to this question...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So girls...beware!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-3154070388177186975?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3154070388177186975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=3154070388177186975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3154070388177186975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3154070388177186975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/lot-of-women-is-facing-mental-disorder.html' title='A lot of women is facing a mental disorder... BEWARE!!!'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-9048680663883095239</id><published>2010-01-10T10:26:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T10:37:14.072+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karena Ku Sayang Kau</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jika ada yang bilang ku lupa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jangan kau dengar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jika ada yang bilang ku tak setia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jangan kau dengar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Banyak cinta yang datang mendekat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ku menolak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Semua itu karena ku cinta kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jika ada yang bilang ku tak baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jangan kau dengar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jika ada yang bilang ku berubah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jangan kau dengar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Banyak cinta yang datang mendekat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ku menolak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Semua itu karena ku cinta kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Saat kau ingat aku, ku ingat kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Saat kau rindu, aku juga rasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ku tau kau selalu ingin denganku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ku lakukan yang terbaik yang bisa ku lakukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tuhan yang tau ku cinta kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jika kau tak percaya padaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sakitnya aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jika kau lebih dengar mereka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sedih hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Banyak cinta yang datang ku menolak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Semua itu karena ku cinta kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;KAU...&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/6615600229842898847-9048680663883095239?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/9048680663883095239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=9048680663883095239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/9048680663883095239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/9048680663883095239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/karena-ku-sayang-kau.html' title='Karena Ku Sayang Kau'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-8410482470628141262</id><published>2010-01-04T21:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:41:46.812+07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPERB!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Finish reading "Negeri 5 Menara"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A great book, very motivating and educating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Recommended...worth collecting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Two thumbs up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SUPERB!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i got goosebumps while reading it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;adrenaline rush...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Man jadda wajada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;...Siapa yang bersungguh-sungguh pasti akan berhasil...&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/6615600229842898847-8410482470628141262?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8410482470628141262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=8410482470628141262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8410482470628141262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8410482470628141262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/superb.html' title='SUPERB!!!'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6241289679517664466</id><published>2010-01-01T13:25:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:51:13.088+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Negeri 5 Menara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sz2aTwMDORI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eI1fgqQi4-0/s1600-h/negeri_5_menara1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 354px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421659190567581970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sz2aTwMDORI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eI1fgqQi4-0/s400/negeri_5_menara1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am reading a book by the title of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NEGERI 5 MENARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;written by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A. FUADI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and still reading this adrinaline rush book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;flipped a few early pages and i found this saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a great one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can't stop myself from sharing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;orang berilmu dan beradab tidak akan diam di kampung halaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tinggalkan negerimu dan merantaulah ke negeri orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;merantaulah, kau akan dapatkan pengganti dari kerabat dan kawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;berleleh-lelahlah, manisnya hidup terasa setelah lelah berjuang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;aku melihat air menjadi rusak karena diam tertahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;jika mengalir menjadi jernih, jika tidak, kan keruh menggenang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;singa jika tak tinggalkan sarang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; tak akan dapat mangsa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;anak panah jika tidak tinggalkan busur tak akan kena sasaran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;jika matahari di orbitnya tidak bergerak dan terus diam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tentu manusia bosan padanya dan enggan memandang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;bijih emas bagaikan tanah biasa sebelum digali dari tambang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;kayu gaharu tak ubahnya seperti kayu biasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;jika di dalam hutan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Imam Syafii&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/6615600229842898847-6241289679517664466?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6241289679517664466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=6241289679517664466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6241289679517664466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6241289679517664466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/negeri-5-menara.html' title='Negeri 5 Menara'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sz2aTwMDORI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eI1fgqQi4-0/s72-c/negeri_5_menara1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-3176563014734882284</id><published>2010-01-01T11:43:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T13:21:22.139+07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sz1KuLgGiAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kYmgFC-JsR4/s1600-h/happy-new-year05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421571683645818882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sz1KuLgGiAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kYmgFC-JsR4/s320/happy-new-year05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;How was my New Year celebration this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Evening:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I went to Muna's kost (boarding house aka rented room) to get our holiday pictures (will post about my holz later). I thought of coming back home right after I got the pics but got stuck there because of the TV (wipeout, CSI:New York and CSI:Miami...almost continuously stuck because of face off but i really got to go sebab belum mandi...balik keje tukar baju terus gie rumah dia...hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Back from Muna's place, straigth to my laptop. Transfered all the picture and of course explore each and every single pictures but haven't decide which one i'll post in my coming blog. My place was empty (sepi sangat...). Text Reni to "tapaw" dinner for me (she promised me she'll be home for new year tapi keluar dinner ngan BF tapi takpe2 first year new year ada BF...hehe). Watched Spiderman 3 while waiting for my food. almost 2300 my dinner sampai (sumpah...lapar sangat) rice+fried chicken (macam mana tak gemuk if camni..hiks2). Reni offered to get us jagung bakar and roti bakar (agreed to that also...again...camnelah tak gemuk..huhu). while waiting for her I made hot mint tea for the 3 of us (me, reni and techaa). My lovely fiancee called to wish me (an hour earlier sayang...malaysia dah celebrate dulu...indonesia lambat an hour tapi takpe saya suka....hehe...thanx!). Finally, there's new year countdown on TV and fire cracker explosion outside my boarding house... Reni, Techaa and I ran out the room, wanted to have a look at the view (nice one...we can see it outside cause the center part of my boarding house is roofless) accompanied by a beautiful full moon. What a nice and simple new year celebration... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;may 2010 brings more joy and happiness to all of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PS: It's my parents 26th anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Happy Anniversary Ibu and Ayah. May Allah bless Ibu and Ayah. I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-3176563014734882284?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3176563014734882284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=3176563014734882284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3176563014734882284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3176563014734882284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sz1KuLgGiAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/kYmgFC-JsR4/s72-c/happy-new-year05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5864187035324535199</id><published>2009-12-16T21:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:21:52.826+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A small word could mean the world...</title><content type='html'>It's crazy how simple word could mean the world to us. Guess it's not about the word itself but the person whom the word came from. A simple hello, take care and etc could really carve a smile on someone's face. It's amazing a simple smile :) on your text message could carve a wide smile :D on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is what happened to me today. A simple message like "I love you Ainol.Ganbatte" can really boost the whole energy of mine. Thank you sayang... :) I really need that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-5864187035324535199?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5864187035324535199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5864187035324535199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5864187035324535199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5864187035324535199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/12/small-word-could-mean-world.html' title='A small word could mean the world...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-1900435686684528752</id><published>2009-12-16T00:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T07:20:26.606+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SygnoFGk8CI/AAAAAAAAAME/1DeObv_wXN4/s1600-h/2628997-2-goodnight-moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 364px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415622121431035938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SygnoFGk8CI/AAAAAAAAAME/1DeObv_wXN4/s400/2628997-2-goodnight-moon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a restless night tonight. My body are totally tired but my eyes are wide open. I wanted to sleep... I really do. I tried to sleep since an hour ago. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, washed my feet, switched off the light and straight to bed... trying to close my eyes but i end up turning to the left and right and still not sleeping. I got up from the bed, switched on the light again and tried to read a book hoping that i could fall asleep while reading it...still my eyes are wide open. If my body could scream, it will scream it lungs out trying to tell me how badly it needed some rest. I put my book aside, straight to my laptop and I don't know why, i googled "GOODNIGHT WISHES" and the result was variation of goodnight wishes. I read some of it... surprisingly those wishes did carve a smile on my face. Those wishes did gave me a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if those goodnight wishes came from a person that you love and care the most...guess it could reduce stress, lower blood pressure and prevent headache and migrains. It boost immune system and increase serotonin level for instant feel good mood.hehe. :P (exaggerating to make it more bombastic...haha) a feeling of being loved, needed and appreciated can do miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, lets wish each other goodnight. may we have a goodnight sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitey nite everyone, sleep tight, sweet dream and don't let the bed bugs bite you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day turns to night,&lt;br /&gt;Keep your worries out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how tough the world may seem,&lt;br /&gt;You still deserve the sweetest dream,&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-1900435686684528752?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1900435686684528752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=1900435686684528752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1900435686684528752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1900435686684528752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodnight.html' title='Goodnight...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SygnoFGk8CI/AAAAAAAAAME/1DeObv_wXN4/s72-c/2628997-2-goodnight-moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-8468695024707670695</id><published>2009-11-23T16:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T16:59:21.401+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for a friend...</title><content type='html'>22nd of November 2009&lt;br /&gt;To: GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear GOD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikanlah kebahagiaan, senyum dan keberuntungan, jauhkanlah dia dari tetesan air mata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tunjukkanlah jalan yang terbaik untuk setiap langkahnya, terangilah langkahnya dan Tuhan jadikanlah kami kenangan terindah dalam hidupnya, buatlah dia selalu teringat pada kami, bahwa kami akan selalu ada untuk dirinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a blessed  day, a roll of paper in a box, a hand written prayers, followed tears of happiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u...&lt;br /&gt;to whom it may concern...i am thankful to meet all of you and be part of your life. thank u for being there through thick and thin. we're almost done and we'll be separated by seas.... a thousand miles apart but none of you people is going to fade. all of your names are carve in my mind...thank u for such wonderful words...i'll cherish each and every moment that we had and going to have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-8468695024707670695?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8468695024707670695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=8468695024707670695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8468695024707670695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8468695024707670695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/11/prayer-for-friend.html' title='Prayer for a friend...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-9192078209852102223</id><published>2009-11-20T15:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:29:22.711+07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wildly misunderstood although highly desirable mulfuntions of the heart which:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;weakens the brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;causes eyes to sparkle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cheeks to glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;blood pressure to rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and lips to pucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PS: the one that you love the most is the one who hurt you the most. sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye...&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/6615600229842898847-9192078209852102223?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/9192078209852102223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=9192078209852102223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/9192078209852102223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/9192078209852102223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-2931899514602251652</id><published>2009-11-17T22:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:04:01.251+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lirik Lagu Kerispatih - Sebentuk Hati Buat Kekasihku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bila kau bukanlah cinta sejati&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin aku tak kan pernah mengerti&lt;br /&gt;Hati yang tulus setia yang indah&lt;br /&gt;Dan semua yang terjadi antara kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaf untuk semua cara yang salah&lt;br /&gt;Itu hanya ingin ku membuktikan&lt;br /&gt;Tiada yang lain dalam hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh tak ada maksud tuk menyakitimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sebentuk hatiku buat kekasihku&lt;br /&gt;Mengiring rinduku yang selalu untuknya&lt;br /&gt;Memang tak selalu ada yang terbaik&lt;br /&gt;Dari diri ini dan juga dirinya&lt;br /&gt;Namun ku yakin cinta ini tak kan pernah salah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;powered by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rizkyonline.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lirik lagu indonesia&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/6615600229842898847-2931899514602251652?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2931899514602251652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=2931899514602251652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2931899514602251652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2931899514602251652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/11/lirik-lagu-kerispatih-sebentuk-hati.html' title=''/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-2176864207395979011</id><published>2009-10-29T18:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T18:51:22.049+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Someone told me that jealousy happens for two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He/She is lack of confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Projection of what he/she is doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: jealousy is needed in creating more colours in relationship (but in a normal range of jealousy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-2176864207395979011?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2176864207395979011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=2176864207395979011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2176864207395979011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2176864207395979011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5886129353460629705</id><published>2009-10-23T00:14:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:20:19.552+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU...for sentimental reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you for sentimental reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hope you do believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll give you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you and you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;were meant for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Please give your loving heart to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And say we'll never part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I think of you every morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dream of you every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Darling, I'm never lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Whenever you are in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you for sentimental reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hope you do believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've given you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you for sentimental reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hope you do believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've given you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A very touchy song. hiks2. LOVE IT!LOVE IT!LOVE 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/6615600229842898847-5886129353460629705?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5886129353460629705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5886129353460629705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5886129353460629705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5886129353460629705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-youfor-sentimental-reasons.html' title='I LOVE YOU...for sentimental reasons'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-7409866489669683486</id><published>2009-10-18T09:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T10:49:48.051+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jangan Mencari yang Terlalu Sempurna</title><content type='html'>this was forwarded by someone to my email. i like to share this with all of u people. Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika kamu memancing ikan, setelah ikan itu terlekat di mata kail, hendaklah kamu mengambil ikan itu, janganlah sesekali kamu LEPASKAN ia semula kedalam air begitu sahaja kerana ia akan SAKIT oleh kerana bisanya ketajaman mata kail kamu dan mungkin ia akan MENDERITA  selagi ia masih hidup. Begitulah juga setelah kamu memberi banyak PENGHARAPAN kepada seseorang. Setelah ia mulai MENYAYANGI kamu, hendaklah kamu MENJAGA hatinya. Janganlah sesekali kamu terus MENINGGALKANNYA begitu saja kerana dia akan TERLUKA oleh kenangan bersamamu dan mungkin TIDAK dapat MELUPAKAN segalanya selagi dia masih mengingati kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika kamu MENADAH air biarlah berpada, jangan terlalu berharap pada takungannya dan menganggap ia begitu teguh. Cukuplah sekadar untuk KEPERLUANMU sahaja kerana apabila ia mulai RETAK tidak sukar untuk kamu menampal dan memperbaikinya semula dan bukannya terus dibuang begitu sahaja. Begitulah  juga jika kamu sedang memiliki seseorang TERIMALAH   dia seadanya. Janganlah kamu terlalu mengaguminya dan mengganggapkan dia begitu istimewa. Anggaplah dia manusia biasa kerana apabila dia melakukan KESILAPAN tidaklah sukar untuk kamu MEMAAFKANNYA dan MEMBOLEHKAN hubungan kamu akan TERUS hingga ke akhir hayat dan bukannya MENGHUKUMNYA dan MENINGGALKAN dia begitu sahaja kerana  kamu merasa terlalu kecewa dengan sikapnya lalu semuanya akan menjadi TERHENTI begitu sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika kamu MEMILIKI sepinggan nasi yang kamu pasti baik untuk diri kamu, yang MENGENYANGKAN dan BERKHASIAT. Mengapa kamu berlengah lagi? Cuba mencari makanan yang lain kerana terlalu ingin mengejar KELAZATAN. Kelak, nasi itu akan BASI sendiri dan kamu sudah tidak boleh menikmatinya lagi. Kamu akan MENYESAL.  Begitulah juga jika kamu telah bertemu dengan seorang INSAN yang kamu pasti boleh membawa KEBAIKAN kepada dirimu, MENYAYANGIMU, MENGASIHIMU dan MENCINTAIMU. Mengapa kamu berlengah lagi? Cuba MEMBANDINGKANNYA dengan yang lain, terlalu mengejar KESEMPURNAAN. Kelak, dia akan BERJAUH HATI dan kamu akan KEHILANGANNYA apabila dia menjadi milik orang lain. Kamu juga yang akan MENYESAL dan tidak ada gunanya lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oleh itu janganlah kita terlalu mengejar KESEMPURNAAN kerana ia bukanlah faktor utama KEBAHAGIAAN yang sempurna, sedangkan jika kita boleh memaafkan KESILAPAN orang yang kita sayang dan akur dengan KELEMAHANNYA sebagai manusia biasa serta BERSYUKUR dengan apa yang kita sudah MILIKI kita akan BAHAGIA, BAHAGIA dan terus BAHAGIA dan itu lebih BERMAKNA!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Begitu hidup ini tiada yang abadi yg patah akan tumbuh yang hilang akan berganti, namun yang berganti tidak mungkin sama seperti yang hilang”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-7409866489669683486?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7409866489669683486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=7409866489669683486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7409866489669683486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7409866489669683486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/jangan-mencari-yang-terlalu-sempurna.html' title='Jangan Mencari yang Terlalu Sempurna'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-7191968790701985312</id><published>2009-10-11T11:58:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:14:43.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The answer of my previous post :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what happens if he's my prince charming, but i'm not his cinderella?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;then he'll just be my beast, and i'll be his beauty... hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*gile perasan...hope i'll be his beauty forever*&lt;/span&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/6615600229842898847-7191968790701985312?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7191968790701985312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=7191968790701985312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7191968790701985312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7191968790701985312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/answer-of-my-previous-post.html' title='The answer of my previous post :)'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6568496832404751222</id><published>2009-10-09T20:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:30:29.168+07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT HAPPENS WHEN HE’S YOUR PRINCE CHARMING, BUT YOU’RE NOT HIS CINDERELLA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Falling in love (I mean true love…one that you’ll do anything to make it last forever) makes your world turn upside down. Demand a lot of mistakes, a lot of patient, a lot of pride, a lot of tears and a lot of YOU! True love is not as beautiful as fairy tales. True love is not fantasy but reality. True love is dream not wish. True love is when you shed a tear and still want him. You have to be strong no matter what happened. Believe in yourself… it’s like a puzzle. It will be in the right place. It’s just the matter of time. When the time has come you’ll know that the times you were happy together are worth the times you cry alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I would give up everything for one moment with you; for one moment is better than a lifetime of not knowing you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" If you love me, let me know. If not, please gently let me go"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: this is just something that I felt like writing after reading an article about abusive relationships. Not correlated to anyone.&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/6615600229842898847-6568496832404751222?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6568496832404751222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=6568496832404751222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6568496832404751222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6568496832404751222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-happens-when-hes-your-prince.html' title='WHAT HAPPENS WHEN HE’S YOUR PRINCE CHARMING, BUT YOU’RE NOT HIS CINDERELLA?'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-3852173958801765927</id><published>2009-10-07T20:38:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:55:56.793+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talkative</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Ssycp70tNKI/AAAAAAAAALk/Bn6_aTIGuY4/s1600-h/Cert_Talkative_Leader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389855098302968994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Ssycp70tNKI/AAAAAAAAALk/Bn6_aTIGuY4/s400/Cert_Talkative_Leader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey people! I was at a photography session today. A session full of Malaysian Dental Student of University Gadjah Mada (promote university sendiri…hehe). On the way back home, I realized that I was being talkative (spoke most of the time) or maybe too talkative (actually dah lama dah sedar banyak cakap, but today terasa sangat…hehe). Normally, people will get annoyed with people who talk a lot (I annoyed people ke tadi?huhu) and tiba2 right now terasa nak tulis about talkative. Hmmmm….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Wikipedia the definition of talkative is:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a title="tend" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/tend"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="talk" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/talk"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a title="speak" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/speak"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; openly and honestly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="neglect" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/neglect"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;neglecting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="privacy" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/privacy"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;privacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="consequence" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/consequence"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the definition above I can categorized myself as a “tending to talk a lot” kindda person because privacy means a lot to me. There’s certain thing that you can share with certain people. But certain thing remains secret (so I can consider that I’m still aware of the P&amp;amp;C). According to previous research by Mehl et. al. (macam thesis la pulak…haha), Women are generally assumed to be more talkative than men. Silent is cool but can also be cold. I think I’m just going to be ME, I want people to like for who I am. Hopefully, my friend can accept me for who I am. I might talk a little too much but it’s just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Everyone loves a little friendly chatter every now and then. It keeps things comfortable and friendly. Sometimes though a friend can be a little too talkative”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-3852173958801765927?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3852173958801765927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=3852173958801765927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3852173958801765927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3852173958801765927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/10/talkative.html' title='Talkative'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Ssycp70tNKI/AAAAAAAAALk/Bn6_aTIGuY4/s72-c/Cert_Talkative_Leader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-8257286965779221999</id><published>2009-09-08T18:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:54:01.036+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road to Healthy Relationship (Part I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SqZOuEIJjqI/AAAAAAAAALc/bWyPELWoRIw/s1600-h/dude_what.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379073358229507746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SqZOuEIJjqI/AAAAAAAAALc/bWyPELWoRIw/s320/dude_what.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Got it from a mag. very2 interesting. check it out people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Every film needs an actor/actress with strong characters in order to produce good films. So do relationships. The person who is involve in the relationship need to have strong characters to create a healthy relationship. What are the criteria of a healthy relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;From Healthy Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A healthy relationship doesn’t require you and your partner to have lots of similarities. Not also minimum conflict and less argument. Healthy relationship is when the relationship itself brought positive impact to the person whose involve in it. According to DR. Kenneth Appel, a psychologist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; relationship is correlated with self knowledge and maturity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Where else, Gary Emery said that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; you must have a good relationship with yourself before you can have a good relationship with others&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; To have a healthy relationship, then you need healthy personalities, such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. SELF CONFIDENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Self confidence is not only needed when you’re making an appearance in public but also needed in relationship. People with adequate level of self confidence are proved capable of building a less problematic and better communication relationship. Without this character, you’re exposed in an unhealthy relationship. Too dependent, utilized by partner, black dating victim are happening because of lack of confidence. (Important: over confident is also unhealthy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. INDEPENDENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you succeed in building up yourself confident, building up this character shouldn’t be any problem. Becoming an independent woman can make man respect you more and proud having you in his life. Honestly, guys prefer hanging out with their friends instead of sending and fetching their girls (even worst when sending and fetching becoming a new routine). But this doesn’t mean those independent women don’t need other people. Don’t hesitate to ask for his help whenever you really need one. You don’t have to play “hard to get” game with your partner. He can end up missing in action because he felt like unimportant and not needed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. FAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Relationship is not a competition arena but supportive is needed for a long lasting relationship. For example, dare to commit your mistakes or apologizing first when you’re in fuss and fight. Remember, relationship is not about winning and losing. By apologizing you’re showing good example to him or her. He or she will be amaze of your maturity and the big heart of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;4. OPEN-MINDED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A healthy relationship should be base on understanding of each other and to understand each other you have to have an open mind. Conflict will always occurs, argument is rational; to understand a problem truthfully, don’t look at a problem from your point of view only. You have to be able in positioning yourself and understand the problem from his/her point of view. It helps the both of you to think clearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ASSERTIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;An assertive person is a person who is competent in communicating what they thought, felt and need without hurting other people feelings. Without this, its impossible for your partner to understand you. How can he know what you want when you, yourself don’t even know what you want? So, speak out girls….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A marriage is like a long trip in a tiny rowboat; if one passenger starts to rock the boat, the other has to steady it; otherwise, they willgo to the bottom together (David Reuben).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/6615600229842898847-8257286965779221999?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8257286965779221999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=8257286965779221999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8257286965779221999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8257286965779221999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/09/road-to-healthy-relationship-part-i.html' title='Road to Healthy Relationship (Part I)'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SqZOuEIJjqI/AAAAAAAAALc/bWyPELWoRIw/s72-c/dude_what.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-1268285407324505348</id><published>2009-09-08T15:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:48:18.108+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perlu Kamu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;heard this song while watching a drama since then this song can't stop playing at my years. sweet sangat. lovely words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A song by Ajai (feat. Kris Dayanti) - Perlu Kamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Saat ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ku cerita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Isi hati segala rahsia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Aku rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Aku perlu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hati kamu terukir namaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Aku tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Aku rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Aku perlu mengenali kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Biar masa bercerita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kau takkan hilang aku sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ku sadari saat manis ni kan pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Biar aku ngerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kerna aku mahu kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ku ulangi kau yakini hati ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kerna aku cinta kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hari hari aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kan menjadi hari kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kerna syarat hidup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Disayangi…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Biar nyata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Aku setia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Janji cinta tentunya berbeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Maafkan lah salah kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Biar benci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ku tetap di sisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ku sadari saat manis ni kan pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Biar aku ngerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kerna aku mahu kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ku ulangi kau yakini hati ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kerna aku cinta kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hari hari aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kan menjadi hari kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kerna syarat hidup….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ku sadari saat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;manis ni kan pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Biar aku ngerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kerna aku mahu kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ku ulangi kau yakini hati ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kerna aku cinta kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hari hari akuKan menjadi hari kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kerna syarat hidup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Disayangi…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Aku perlu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Aku rindu &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/6615600229842898847-1268285407324505348?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VOKGWUAk4u0' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1268285407324505348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=1268285407324505348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1268285407324505348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1268285407324505348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/09/perlu-kamu.html' title='Perlu Kamu...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-9070967821512374510</id><published>2009-09-05T11:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:46:52.805+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Relationship Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey people...found something in a mag that i've read. thought it would be interesting to share with you people out there. Sometimes all we need is a good advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ENJOY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't put up with any bullying! you have your own rights to be with a guy who treat you nice all the time. but you have to be nice to him too at the same time coz its a 2 person relationship (remember!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;give us an inch and we'll give you a lifetime - a say by Ty Wegner "if you let us be dumb guys, if you embrace our stupid poker night, if you encourage us to surfing (by ourselves), our silly little hearts, with their manly warts and all, will embrace you forever for it and that's the truth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;it's what you think you're worth dating. you have to believe and value yourself as someone who is good looking or smart before you can lure that type of partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;a man never knew how to say goodbye and a woman usually don't know when to say it. so...when a relationship is making you unhappy, you just have to accept it and walk away. maybe the both of you are not meant to be together. (it's hard though to say goodbye when you love that person very deeply)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no one should be responsible for your happiness no even your boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to be happy with a man you must understand him a lot and love him a little. to be happy with a woman you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"space is healthy" don't leave your friend just to continuously spend time with your love one because relationship need spaces. you need to have and do your own thing and so does he. missing him or her will keep the sparks alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;don't be a YES person. partners need also need a person who can reject their thought instead of accpeting each and evry single thing that came from his or her mouth. by saying YES all the time  relationship will be monotone and boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;poke fun at yourself and him. purely for laugh. put a lot of jokes and laughter in your relationship. see everything more in a comical way. don't be shy to act silly :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the only person you can control in a relationship is YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;if a guy told you unnecessary things to you tell it to your bestie so that you won't forget those words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;instead of making a list of ' What I want in a boyfriend' its better to make a list of 'What I don't want in a boyriend". you'll save yourself from unnecessary heartbreaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;JUST TELL HIM!!! Don't waste your time to argue and hoping that he's sensitive enough to realize what you want. its prooved that guys really cant understand small signals. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-9070967821512374510?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/9070967821512374510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=9070967821512374510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/9070967821512374510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/9070967821512374510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-relationship-advice.html' title='Best Relationship Advice'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-7818818635063641668</id><published>2009-09-05T11:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:17:22.372+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A little girl and her father were crossing a flimsy bridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The father asked his little daughter, "Honey, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The little girl said, "No, Dad. You hold my hand." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"What's the difference?" asked the puzzled father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"There's a big difference," replied the little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond.So hold the hand of the person whom you LOVE rather than expecting them to hold yours.&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/6615600229842898847-7818818635063641668?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7818818635063641668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=7818818635063641668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7818818635063641668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7818818635063641668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautiful-thought.html' title='A beautiful thought...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-607132722917070294</id><published>2009-08-24T20:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:16:40.795+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Clinical Year - Part I</title><content type='html'>Hello… I’m back! Sorry for a very long absence.  Been busy lately (not that busy actually but lack of idea in writing stuff). Well, here are some stories about what I’ve been through during my first clinic. Enjoy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my clinical year on the 25th of May 2009. My first clinic was pediatric dentistry. The very first moment I knew that I’m going to that clinic, I was terrified. Lots of news and nightmares I heard from seniors about the doctors. I was there for a month, I guess there’s nothing wrong with the doctors it’s just that they’re too busy to pay attention on our patients. The procedure is we have to show each and every phase of our treatment towards our patient and the doctors will have to approve in order to precede the next step. We’re working under supervision but what made things hard for us is the fact that they were too busy with other stuff. Too many events to organize. Too many exams to examine. We end up waiting for hours just to get them to approve our work. Our patients tend to get bored and they end up rebelling not wanting to be treated. Consequently, we have to spent days to treat one patient when we have only 30 days to complete a list of requirements. hiks2. Well, these are the requirement needed in order to exceed this clinic:&lt;br /&gt;1.      6 - Diagnosis&lt;br /&gt;2.      1 - Class I Restorations&lt;br /&gt;3.      1 – Class III/V Restorations&lt;br /&gt;4.      2 – Class II Restorations&lt;br /&gt;5.      2 – Exodontia (Chlor Ethyl)&lt;br /&gt;6.      2 – Exodontia (Infiltration)&lt;br /&gt;7.      2 – Exodontia (Block)&lt;br /&gt;8.      1 – Space Maintainer&lt;br /&gt;9.      1 – Space Maintainer (control)&lt;br /&gt;10.  1 – Root Canal Therapy&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine how am I supposed to finish up all these in 30 days when each treatment requires more than one visit. Having incorporated group mates with different characters and different understandings is driving me crazy. I might cause them troubles to without me, myself realizing it. Well, working and studying is totally different. People tend to push u down to be on top. This is reality. Friends can be your enemy in just seconds. In pediatric clinic, I met so many kids with variety of characters (annoying, pleasing, charming and etc.). But all in all kids are charming in their own way (imagining how will my very own kids would be in future…haha). This is my principal of life “I’ll respect other people when I wanted them to respect me as much as I respect them but once I hated them I don’t care if they hated me too”. Life is karma, what goes around comes around…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-607132722917070294?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/607132722917070294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=607132722917070294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/607132722917070294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/607132722917070294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-clinical-year-part-i.html' title='My Clinical Year - Part I'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6462529083148517907</id><published>2009-06-27T10:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:48:42.951+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apakah yang jauh di dunia ini?</title><content type='html'>"Apakah yang paling jauh di dunia ini?" asked a teacher to his students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kutub selatan, kutub utara" answered the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While smiling and shaking his head, he answered, " bukan itu semua! yang paling jauh dalam hidup ini adalah masa lalu, kerana terlalu jauh masa lalu itu, kita tak pernah dapat kembali ke masa lalu".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save yourself from the shadow of your past. Can we return the sun to its rising site, return a baby to the mom's stomach or return tears to the eye. People who is trapped in their past can cause trouble, fearness and shockness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagining past failure as mistakes which continuously follow us opens the story of our past. At the same time we are wasting their present. Torn what we had been working on now into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janganlah menyesali kesenangan yang luput dari tangan kita. jangan disesali susu yang sudah tumpah ke tanah. "orang yang berakal hidup sengsara dalam kesenangannya kerana ulah akalnya; sedangkan orang yang bodoh dalam kesengsaraannya dapat hidup dengan senang"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept your past without having to deny it or even forget it. Remember it but don’t live with it. Learn from your past, but don’t punish yourself because u continuously regret about it. Don't trap yourself in your past. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JIKA KITA BERFIKIR TENTANG MASA LALU, UNTUK SESAAT EMOSI KITA AKAN TERGADAIKAN DI SANA. &lt;/span&gt;Now, is the right time to evaluate our past, make amends of it, identify n erase your regretness, complete what is incomplete, and correct what has been mistakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-6462529083148517907?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6462529083148517907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=6462529083148517907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6462529083148517907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6462529083148517907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/06/apakah-yang-jauh-di-dunia-ini.html' title='Apakah yang jauh di dunia ini?'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5178670965754885131</id><published>2009-06-19T14:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:49:00.597+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buat apa sedih?</title><content type='html'>According to Robert E. Lane in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Loss of Happiness in Market Democracies&lt;/span&gt;, to be call depress u have to feel at least 4 of below syndromes which occur almost everyday for at least 2 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;1. no appetite or loose significant weight drastically (excluded diet)&lt;br /&gt;2. insomnia and hypertension&lt;br /&gt;3. agitation psychomotor (slow motion movement)&lt;br /&gt;4. lose of interest in things that u always do&lt;br /&gt;5. exhausted&lt;br /&gt;6. felt unappreciated, blame yourself, felt over guilty on something&lt;br /&gt;7. mumbling or increase in thinking ability&lt;br /&gt;8. always have thought about death and commit suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangan bersedih kerana segala kesusahan akan membuatkan kita lebih dewasa, stronger dan lebih menghargai hidup. apa yang kita dapat dengan mudah akan mudah juga hilang but apa yang kita dapatkan dengan susah akan susah juga hilang. so, belajarlah merasa bahagia dalam menghadapi segala bentuk kesusahan. sedih tu kan satu bentuk kasih sayang Tuhan buat umatNya. lebih baik mengalami kesusahan dulu baru bersenang2 daripada bersenang2 sebentar tapi susah selamanya. so, buat apa sedih? sedih itu tak ada gunanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;bila sedih tak ada gunanya, buat apa sedih?bila sedih tak mengubah masalah menjadi berkah, buat apa sedih?jika sedih membuat diri semakin tidak percaya pada orang lain, buat apa sedih?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is part of what i read in a book. i wrote this to remind myself and also to share with u eople out there. semoga bermanfaat....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-5178670965754885131?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5178670965754885131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5178670965754885131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5178670965754885131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5178670965754885131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/06/buat-apa-sedih.html' title='Buat apa sedih?'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-9017781678050630620</id><published>2009-06-16T19:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:47:25.405+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super stylish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SjeUR14F77I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/c7J4JJ67G4w/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SjeUR14F77I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/c7J4JJ67G4w/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347906116766789554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"life is all about style but when style is all we have, we are nothing but a walking display"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a phrase which i got from the book that I've read. interesting... I'm identical to tshirt-jeans-flip flop kindda girl among my friends. way much more comfortable. i wore the same style of outfit wherever i go (excluded formal event n campus of course). and because of this people can labeled me as not fashionable or not stylish enough. but the most important thing for me is how u bring urself out (bawa diri...). u can have super branded stuff on you but if u can't bring urself out, guess u fail to impress ur surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang cakap jadi perempuan tak perlu pandai sangat. cantik je mesti laku. but sampai bila this mentality kena ada dalam diri perempuan. to all girls out there, style n beauty is not the first thing, there's a lot of things that should come first. inner beauty and knowledge is the main thing that we should build in us. kalau tak cantik kat dalam, takkan cantik lah kat luar even how super stylish u are. last but not least...jgnla sampai takde style, we live in community, kena ade character baru org bole respect. Respect urself first before expecting people to respect you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-9017781678050630620?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/9017781678050630620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=9017781678050630620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/9017781678050630620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/9017781678050630620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/06/super-stylish.html' title='Super stylish...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SjeUR14F77I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/c7J4JJ67G4w/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-1279832472166481472</id><published>2009-06-14T23:09:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:57:10.288+07:00</updated><title type='text'>If its not now, when?</title><content type='html'>its amazing how various emotions can appear in seconds.one second you felt like you're so in love and another second you really hate him/her as if you never like him/her before. in life, the person you really love can easily piss u you off in any way. the person can be your love one, mom, dad or even siblings. everyone can make anyone angry for many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the question is: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;for how long (a day, a week or a month) will you still be angry to your love one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so short for us to waste on whose right and whose wrong. no medal for longest anger keeper. all you gain is only heartache and more anger. when you're  mad, calm yourself and tell yourself "its time to let go. i can solve this and things are going to be just fine. if its not now, when?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: jangan sampai sejuta kebaikan ditutup dengan satu kesalahan. ingatlah cinta kita terhadap dia, akan ada sejuta kekuatan untuk mengubah, mengendalikan perbuatan, fikiran dan kata-kata dan kembalilah pada komitmen. semua kembali ke individu itu sendiri, semuanya tentang niat. percayalah ada hikmah atas semua kejadian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-1279832472166481472?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1279832472166481472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=1279832472166481472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1279832472166481472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1279832472166481472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-its-not-now-when_14.html' title='If its not now, when?'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-2309857575188507027</id><published>2009-06-13T16:38:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:22:48.391+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s been 2 months and now I’m back in the game. Hello people… I was back in Malaysia for almost a month. Sorry for not updating…been through lots of things during my missing in action. Well, this is my latest status…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -18pt;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m officially grant as a &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;fiancé t&lt;/span&gt;o the person I really love, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Khairil Kadaruddin&lt;/span&gt;. The engagement ceremony was held on the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; of May 2009 at my hometown Ipoh. Sorry for not attaching any pictures right now because I don’t have it with me at the moment. Waiting for my dearest cameraman who is also my cousin to get it done. Promise I’ll attach it as soon as I get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -18pt;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m officially graduated as &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,153)"&gt;Sarjana Kedokteran Gigi&lt;/span&gt; of Gadjah Mada University after 4 and a half years of studying. The convocation (wisuda…this is how they call it in Indonesia) was held on the 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -18pt;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" align="justify" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last but not least, I’m doing my clinical in Rumah Sakit Gigi dan Mulut Prof. Soedomo, Fakultas Kedokteran Gigi, Universitas Gadjah Mada as &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;Dokter Gigi Muda &lt;/span&gt;and right now I’m working in the pediatric dentistry department (belajar menjadi lebih keibuan…haha…dealing with kids is not as easy as you think it is…nightmare…will update you people bout this soon). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: times new roman" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-2309857575188507027?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2309857575188507027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=2309857575188507027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2309857575188507027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2309857575188507027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-291307076419091419</id><published>2009-04-12T23:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:27:59.431+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotion vs Rational</title><content type='html'>Emotion and rational...2 element penting dalam individu. Can this 2 element stand by itself separately? or it have to get along in every situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again it is your personal choice... boleh jalan sendiri atau bersama2. keduanya ada negative and positive impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal point of view... rational and emotion harus bekerja bersama. apalah ertinya emosi tanpa rasional dan sebaliknya. Ketika kita membuat suatu keputusan rationally tanpa mempertimbangkan status emosi akan ada yang terluka dengan suatu keputusan yang dilakukan. begitu juga kalau suatu keputusan itu diambil emotionally, akan ada satu titik kelemahan terhadap keputusan yang dibuat. so basically, back to yourself. its how you u deal with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are what you think you are..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-291307076419091419?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/291307076419091419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=291307076419091419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/291307076419091419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/291307076419091419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/emotion-vs-rational.html' title='Emotion vs Rational'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5382082561818701421</id><published>2009-04-08T00:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:46:24.133+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The One...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Ya Allah, sesungguhnya aku meminta petunjuk yang baik dengan pengetahuan-Mu, aku meminta agar diberi kekuatan dengan kekuatan-Mu, aku meminta kemurahan-Mu yang luas, karena sesunguhnya Engkau yang maha kuasa, aku tidak mempunyai kekuasaan. Engkau mengetahui sedangkan aku tidak mengetahui, dan Engkau yang amat mangetahui yang ghaib-ghaib. Ya Allah, jika Engkau mengetahui bahawa dialah yang terbaik bagiku, buat agamaku, kehidupanku, dan hari kemudianku, maka berikanlah dia kepadaku, dan mudahkanlah dia bagiku, kemudian berkatilah dia kepadaku. dan jika Engkau mengetahui bahawa dia buruk bagiku, buat agamaku, kehidupanku, dan hari kemudianku, jauhkanlah dia dariku, jauhkanlah aku darinya, dan berikanlah kepadaku kebaikan dimana pun adanya, kemudian jadikanlah aku orang yang redha dengan pemberian-Mu itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Amin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-5382082561818701421?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5382082561818701421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5382082561818701421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5382082561818701421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5382082561818701421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/one.html' title='The One...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-1590864026285012558</id><published>2009-04-07T14:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T14:25:33.383+07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to write....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sdr_0REspJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/A9fUwqKKdnE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sdr_0REspJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/A9fUwqKKdnE/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321847183093048466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write but i dunt know what to write...huhuhu.damn bored....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-1590864026285012558?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/1590864026285012558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=1590864026285012558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1590864026285012558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/1590864026285012558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-to-write.html' title='I want to write....'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sdr_0REspJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/A9fUwqKKdnE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-4962483950573329691</id><published>2009-04-03T23:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:58:37.259+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdZAIl73W7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/5oXEZAv3m3I/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 108px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdZAIl73W7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/5oXEZAv3m3I/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320510526151154610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish with my final paper examination, i struggled with revisions. day after day, revisions after revisions, tears after tears. wondering when will this end. i'm out of focus, can't deal with this anymore. wondering how will it end. and today... it's over!!! I'm done with it with an A. A is worth every tears and money... Alhamdulillah. Malaysia here I come...can't wait....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-4962483950573329691?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/4962483950573329691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=4962483950573329691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4962483950573329691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4962483950573329691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdZAIl73W7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/5oXEZAv3m3I/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-208001394355490590</id><published>2009-03-30T16:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:23:20.867+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCPUdO8EYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ctxxcgv66XM/s1600-h/ACAOY62WWCAEV6SPOCA1XI5Q9CA4F8G1DCAYLOO2BCA0XSZP2CAGVQM75CA78YF00CAG0QHF8CA7BKZ8FCAUB5ILRCA1KHZM9CA7C6F7JCAX0C7W9CA8NPZ3FCART8SJ5CAE5X10ICANJQDJF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318908741531996546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCPUdO8EYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ctxxcgv66XM/s320/ACAOY62WWCAEV6SPOCA1XI5Q9CA4F8G1DCAYLOO2BCA0XSZP2CAGVQM75CA78YF00CAG0QHF8CA7BKZ8FCAUB5ILRCA1KHZM9CA7C6F7JCAX0C7W9CA8NPZ3FCART8SJ5CAE5X10ICANJQDJF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SATURDAY 28 MARCH AT 8.30-9.30PM LOCAL TIME... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A global event created to symbolize that each one of us, working together, can make a positive impact on climate change. i contribute something in this event by switching off the everything at my place eventhough i didn't stay in. Stay in the dark. Scary.... By switching off the electric in an hour time, we save tonnes of carbon dioxide production. Keep it up...two thumbs up!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-208001394355490590?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/208001394355490590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=208001394355490590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/208001394355490590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/208001394355490590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour-2009.html' title='Earth Hour 2009'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCPUdO8EYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ctxxcgv66XM/s72-c/ACAOY62WWCAEV6SPOCA1XI5Q9CA4F8G1DCAYLOO2BCA0XSZP2CAGVQM75CA78YF00CAG0QHF8CA7BKZ8FCAUB5ILRCA1KHZM9CA7C6F7JCAX0C7W9CA8NPZ3FCART8SJ5CAE5X10ICANJQDJF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5906900523896410872</id><published>2009-03-30T15:41:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:56:23.093+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Situ Gintung Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCHclxFAkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kkB3PyL8gso/s1600-h/_45606941_troops466afp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318900085168603714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCHclxFAkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kkB3PyL8gso/s320/_45606941_troops466afp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCHcMno7QI/AAAAAAAAAHM/YBnk8jWHvUc/s1600-h/_45606939_car466afp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318900078418128130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCHcMno7QI/AAAAAAAAAHM/YBnk8jWHvUc/s320/_45606939_car466afp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disaster came one after another. Indonesia is terrorized by a lot of nature disaster – tsunami, earthquake, flood and etc. On Friday (27th of March 2009) at around 4am, Indonesia is shocked by another disaster at Situ Gintung, Tanggerang. Up till today, this flash flood of Situ Gintung had killed at least 97 people and hundred over people is still missing. Before the disaster, Situ Gintung is well known as one of the recreation park in Indonesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCHbZgxyNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/u25WO4lc500/s1600-h/_45606647_dam466afp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318900064699140306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCHbZgxyNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/u25WO4lc500/s320/_45606647_dam466afp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCHauTwimI/AAAAAAAAAG8/FhDxjs-40fY/s1600-h/_45606602_debris_afp466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318900053101808226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCHauTwimI/AAAAAAAAAG8/FhDxjs-40fY/s320/_45606602_debris_afp466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who to blame? Some have pointed the finger at weak coordination between the government and the local administration that led to inadequate maintenance; while others have blamed the proliferation of housing estates near the lake that reduced its capacity. This incident is like a mini tsunami. Scary... imagine 2million something m3 of water came towards you in a very high speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let’s pray for the victims. Semoga mereka diterima di sisi Allah. Al-Fatihah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-5906900523896410872?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5906900523896410872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5906900523896410872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5906900523896410872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5906900523896410872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/situ-gintung-disaster.html' title='Situ Gintung Disaster'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SdCHclxFAkI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kkB3PyL8gso/s72-c/_45606941_troops466afp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-7223354271533755848</id><published>2009-03-23T09:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:00:33.605+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Scb7mUfrrVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/oUmwnGOFoRE/s1600-h/GCATO4A3ICA2NIJBQCAD3H6Q8CA4DH761CAK5KPV7CAIQP0IJCA9LNQDDCAEL6BE0CACCKFGGCATXK7DNCAXVMEVPCA7XIOZOCAIT7UMNCAF2DQT0CAZKCE2RCARSFIOCCAN0EGJSCA0UXBNZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316213045912644946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Scb7mUfrrVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/oUmwnGOFoRE/s400/GCATO4A3ICA2NIJBQCAD3H6Q8CA4DH761CAK5KPV7CAIQP0IJCA9LNQDDCAEL6BE0CACCKFGGCATXK7DNCAXVMEVPCA7XIOZOCAIT7UMNCAF2DQT0CAZKCE2RCARSFIOCCAN0EGJSCA0UXBNZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you already knew what u wish and dream of. maybe its not going to come true in the nearest time. its ok! it is supposed to be hard because it is a dream. if u could easily get it...it's not a dream anymore. Dream is suppose to be something that move u forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the most important thing is stay focus on ur dream. at this moment, it might look very hard to achieve but if u work for it, you'll get the best oppurtunity to make it real... well these are some quotes that i want to share with all of u out there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dream is a responsible, not a responsible alternative (Mary Engelbreit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a start to all reaction in this world is dream (Barbara Grizutti Harrison) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;future is own by people who believe to their wonderful dream (Eleanor Roosevelt) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Even my ability is limited, i can dream high (Gladys Milton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am who I am right now because I'm dreaming (Cheryl Grossman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;no one can achive their dream except if they dream about it first (Laura Ingalls Wilder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Dreams are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you (Marsha Norman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Dreams are free, so free your dreams (Astrid Alauda)&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/6615600229842898847-7223354271533755848?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7223354271533755848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=7223354271533755848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7223354271533755848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7223354271533755848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreaming.html' title='Dreaming...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Scb7mUfrrVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/oUmwnGOFoRE/s72-c/GCATO4A3ICA2NIJBQCAD3H6Q8CA4DH761CAK5KPV7CAIQP0IJCA9LNQDDCAEL6BE0CACCKFGGCATXK7DNCAXVMEVPCA7XIOZOCAIT7UMNCAF2DQT0CAZKCE2RCARSFIOCCAN0EGJSCA0UXBNZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-8159777471611763750</id><published>2009-03-22T00:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:41:12.177+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScUleiIImCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/S5EYN_uU_bA/s1600-h/images6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315696141667964962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScUleiIImCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/S5EYN_uU_bA/s400/images6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What will I do after I finish my study? That is question that came from a friend of mine. Well, my answer would definitely be search for a job. He expected the same answer ...obviously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation right now is that he’s not happy with all the test and interviews. It’s like being force to do so and totally not suitable with what his been dreaming of. MUSIC!!! But he’s been studying engineering all this while. Hrmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His days and night has never been comfort since then. Poor him... his been dreaming of having a music career (sangat2 mencintai music). Somehow, he has to fulfil his dad’s dream. It’s tough!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this doesn’t have to be a problem. So, I told him to just go for the test and interviews. Perhaps the job can be a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;‘batu loncatan’&lt;/span&gt;, a start for him. You’ll never know.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; There might be something better and promising out there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You just haven't discover it yet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If God had decided that he’ll be in music line, siapa tau while waiting for the interviews he saw someone who has the same desire and things would turn way better than what his expected. I told him to take music as a very promising hobby and job interviews for his future. Just imagine if these 2 elements become 1, he’ll live happily ever after. All we need is just optimistic. Telling yourself that you can do whatever you wanted to do and when the day finally come, nothing can stop you from doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never let your disappointment over power you&lt;/span&gt;. Disappointment would only make you feel that life has never been on your side. Look at the positive side of it. Life is full with ups and down, pro and cons. It’s up to us...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life is a choice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I was asked: How am I supposed to choose? So, I told him that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;choosing life is not like answering a MCQ.&lt;/span&gt; You have to feel it...if it’s good for you, just live with it but if it bad then &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it’s never too late to change&lt;/span&gt;. Why God let us live for more than a day? Because God wants us to be better. For us to feel all different feelings-happy, sad, mad and etc. And then you make your choices, choose which one you think is best for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being disappointed is never wrong. Disappointment encourage you to show others who you are, to show them that u are someone. So there’s nothing to be worried off. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Life is a beautiful place if you know how to live it&lt;/span&gt;. If I cry today does it mean that my life is sucks, no it’s definitely a big NO!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine a person who never knew how it feels to be hurt and to be disappointed, do you think that he/she is happy? No, because his/her life is incomplete. It’s like living in a world with only black colour. The world is going to be empty. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We need other colours to brighten up the world&lt;/span&gt;. When you don’t know the feeling of sad, how can you know the feeling of happy? So, if today you’re disappointed with what u have. Enough for today. Let tomorrow make you proud. Remember you’re the one who decide the way you live. No one else!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jatuh dulu baru bangun, jangan bangun dulu baru jatuh!&lt;/span&gt; It’s like writing your final paper. Obstacles come after another. You’re being disappointed all along. But once you’re done with it...you can’t even express the feelings in words. It’s like combination of feelings – satisfied, happy, proud and etc. Obstacles are like gift. You learn a lot, you’ll understand life better. If you can go through these obstacles, there’s nothing else that you can’t go through in future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: At first it’s hard for me to apply this. Hehehe. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;It’s never wrong to be weak or to look weak&lt;/span&gt;. Human nature, that’s normal!!!&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/6615600229842898847-8159777471611763750?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8159777471611763750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=8159777471611763750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8159777471611763750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8159777471611763750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/choices.html' title='Choices...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScUleiIImCI/AAAAAAAAAGM/S5EYN_uU_bA/s72-c/images6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-7252641143573674949</id><published>2009-03-21T02:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:39:54.935+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScPwhg0oPHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MQvOIyglY9E/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315356443764341874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScPwhg0oPHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MQvOIyglY9E/s200/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScPwhnmoekI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WOO_iuiqy-A/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315356445584685634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScPwhnmoekI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WOO_iuiqy-A/s200/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScPvOqN5loI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cIX-f-Y6w8k/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315355020357113474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScPvOqN5loI/AAAAAAAAAFs/cIX-f-Y6w8k/s200/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScPvOo-0WYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IUcNfqbi8f0/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315355020025420162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScPvOo-0WYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IUcNfqbi8f0/s200/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315355014656701202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScPvOU-0MxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lHeIQy48TMM/s200/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;everyone's out and busy with their own stuff. so i text muna and aida, ajak lepak. we end up lepak kat tempat muna. started with borak2 session and then move to buat banner session. something different, very refreshing. lukis2 and colour2. sangat happy. selama study kat Dentistry Faculty of Gadjah Mada University, kitorang colour2 n lukis2 mase anatomy and histology je. we only draw bones, cells and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this banner is for the girl's futsal team coz they're playing 2mrw againts i dunno who.hehehe. they call themselves &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;RAINBOW REPUBLIC&lt;/span&gt;. so kitorang birpikir2 bout da design n da result is like wat u see in da pics. while drawing my stomach grawling. all the cacing bedemo ria. muna yang baik hati buat kan &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mie cintan asam laksa&lt;/span&gt; (besnyer...kat sini tade mie cintan.hiks2. thanx muna) while aida n i siapkan da banner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kerana tersangat happy n excited nak post kat blog ni. balik terus post diz blog. this is d artwork of 3 future dentist. Enjoy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-7252641143573674949?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7252641143573674949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=7252641143573674949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7252641143573674949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7252641143573674949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/refreshing.html' title='Refreshing...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScPwhg0oPHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/MQvOIyglY9E/s72-c/DSC00288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6413675610768732756</id><published>2009-03-19T12:43:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:10:02.052+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScHhg2T08HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BCpU0iscPZ0/s1600-h/LCAEJ1JYRCA8U8KCCCA1NJU56CA5VC4N3CA1YQ060CAZ3EIWICATNSH1JCAJ3JMCJCATU4ONWCA1N0AT6CATF4M4LCAU62H55CA4P10BHCA0FCMX3CA6OHQ9PCABBKDISCAO7KJXMCALYUQU0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314776989724635250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScHhg2T08HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BCpU0iscPZ0/s200/LCAEJ1JYRCA8U8KCCCA1NJU56CA5VC4N3CA1YQ060CAZ3EIWICATNSH1JCAJ3JMCJCATU4ONWCA1N0AT6CATF4M4LCAU62H55CA4P10BHCA0FCMX3CA6OHQ9PCABBKDISCAO7KJXMCALYUQU0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few hours before da examination starts, i'm in a totally full with anxiety mode. hyperactive, pale, sweating and shivering. 1300 WIB, i enter the room looking at 3 lecturers in front of me (damn scary). started with 10mins of presentation (takut but guess i did well) then came da disaster, question after question. huhuhu. didn't manage to answer all but maybe 80% of it. After almost 1hour and a half, i was asked to go out. after 5 mins, i was call back in, i was told dat i did real bad. they offered me a remedial (re-exam). i was sad and almost cried. but i agreed to take the remedial. tot dat everything's done, i stand up weakly and sadly and surprisingly all lecturers shake my hand and congrats me. "CONGRATULATION U PASSED UR EXAM". alhamdulillah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart beat skipped, i'm totally happy. went out to found out that my friends (u gurls knew who u were), made my day. terharu and happy...sangat bahagia...finally......one more step in becoming dr. Ainol Haniza Binti Kherul Anuwar. Amin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: thank u all for ur supports. for being there for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-6413675610768732756?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6413675610768732756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=6413675610768732756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6413675610768732756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6413675610768732756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ScHhg2T08HI/AAAAAAAAAFE/BCpU0iscPZ0/s72-c/LCAEJ1JYRCA8U8KCCCA1NJU56CA5VC4N3CA1YQ060CAZ3EIWICATNSH1JCAJ3JMCJCATU4ONWCA1N0AT6CATF4M4LCAU62H55CA4P10BHCA0FCMX3CA6OHQ9PCABBKDISCAO7KJXMCALYUQU0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-730723368728681541</id><published>2009-03-17T00:02:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:30:37.976+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Myself...</title><content type='html'>took this quiz after reading fatin's blog. &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;. maybe its true or maybe not. take a look at da result. maybe it somehow tell a lil bit about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-730723368728681541?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/730723368728681541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=730723368728681541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/730723368728681541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/730723368728681541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-myself.html' title='Me, Myself...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5965107385803603801</id><published>2009-03-16T23:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:28:37.453+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Paper...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sb5-FWjV1rI/AAAAAAAAAE8/MACVjbHkZCU/s1600-h/image5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313823240762021554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sb5-FWjV1rI/AAAAAAAAAE8/MACVjbHkZCU/s200/image5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day: Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date:18th of March 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: 1300 WIB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hari yang sangat saya nanti2kan. Hope everything is going to be ok. Dear frenz....pray for me. Ganbatte Kudasai!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-5965107385803603801?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5965107385803603801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5965107385803603801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5965107385803603801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5965107385803603801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/final-paper.html' title='Final Paper...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sb5-FWjV1rI/AAAAAAAAAE8/MACVjbHkZCU/s72-c/image5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6200176446474228631</id><published>2009-03-16T22:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:59:17.851+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egoism vs. Pure Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sb52IAnzXpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RnTyLRuILCM/s1600-h/images4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313814490321739410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sb52IAnzXpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RnTyLRuILCM/s200/images4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are divided into 2 parts which is:&lt;br /&gt;1. Our noble part – pure soul&lt;br /&gt;2. Our poor part – egoism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego impedes us from communicating and relating to noble part of us. As if we are separated into 2 people:&lt;br /&gt;1. Good, royal, soft and loving, the key to intellectuality, rationality and health&lt;br /&gt;2. Arrogant, impatient, lack of empathy and inconsiderate, and sometimes we can really be a competitor (in a bad way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are 2 voices that we listen in our head. Sometimes, these two voices are having conflict among them. In certain situation, egoism always exposed where else pure soul remain hidden. It is because, we felt empty and suffer unless the egoism part of us were given a temporary satisfaction. The key of pure satisfaction is to know when the egoism controls us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can still solve our problem when we let our pure soul take control. Your words won’t be that hurtful, softer and more compromising. You don’t have to be someone who can easily be influence. Once you’re able to differentiate between egoism and pure soul, you’ll feel liberated to be able to control your egoism. Inspiration and peacefulness increase and combine with the real you. Egoism confuses you with unfinished and unconvinced hope and illusion. When you’re suffering, your soul might be controlled by egoism. As you know the moment you’re being control by your egoism, you’ll free your pure soul which is the most capable to make you blissful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-6200176446474228631?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6200176446474228631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=6200176446474228631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6200176446474228631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6200176446474228631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/egoism-vs-pure-soul.html' title='Egoism vs. Pure Soul'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Sb52IAnzXpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RnTyLRuILCM/s72-c/images4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-4671654546021270512</id><published>2009-03-14T00:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:20:43.018+07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Being told that I'm fat and big is the scariest thing in my life. sangat benci.... STOP!!! am I dat fat? hiks2 :( Why must everyone obsess with being skinny? wat good will they make? is the world becoming a better place? DON'T THINK SOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so people, stop calling people fat and respect each other for wat we are. there's nothing wrong with being fat and big. so wat? tak menyusahkan orang pun kan. so, chill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for women out there, a real women body is women wif curves. so appreciate wat u have and please remember not to starve yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-4671654546021270512?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/4671654546021270512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=4671654546021270512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4671654546021270512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4671654546021270512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/fat.html' title='FAT...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-2397054719717608846</id><published>2009-03-13T23:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:07:59.314+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312703959574962274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbqEGnNG4GI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4eDiFuEmtSI/s200/images3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and every one of us has experienced the feeling of being hurt by our love one – family, lover or friends. When this happened it felt really painful as if you’ve been stab exactly through your heart. In this situation you have two choices:&lt;br /&gt;1.       Being a crab who stay still in it shell, or&lt;br /&gt;2.       Fly freely like a bird by forgiving&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to forgive when we’re heated but by forgiving you’ll be free from the negative impact of angriness and hate. You own your emotion; you feel your emotion and your emotion did not affect the person who’s hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving is a personal mental task. Forgiving is not about telling or offering the person, you don’t even have to tell the person that you accept their apology but this about opening your heart and releasing your soul from dislike and hate. We fooled ourselves by thinking that evil thoughts could liberate revenge but the fact is when we build these two feelings; we are locked in an unhealthy soul. When you forgave, you develop peacefulness and continue your life calmly and gratefully.&lt;br /&gt;We shall forgive ourselves when we did mistakes, forgiving ourselves is as hard as forgiving others. Learning to release guiltiness and forgiving yourself is part of emotional development. NEVER FEAR OF APOLOGIZING. Love is shown by your ability to forgive and forget!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-2397054719717608846?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2397054719717608846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=2397054719717608846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2397054719717608846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2397054719717608846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbqEGnNG4GI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4eDiFuEmtSI/s72-c/images3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-4399644430571384451</id><published>2009-03-12T01:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:18:38.553+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the money?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbgAdUsURfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/i64qSDI07Vo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311996264254293490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbgAdUsURfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/i64qSDI07Vo/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Definition of Money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;According to Wikipedia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is anything that is generally accepted as &lt;a title="Payment" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Payment"&gt;payment&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a title="Goods and services" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goods_and_services"&gt;goods and services&lt;/a&gt; and repayment of &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Debts" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Debts"&gt;debts&lt;/a&gt;. The main uses of money are as a &lt;a title="Medium of exchange" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medium_of_exchange"&gt;medium of exchange&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a title="Unit of account" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unit_of_account"&gt;unit of account&lt;/a&gt;, and a &lt;a title="Store of value" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Store_of_value"&gt;store of value&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Ainol Haniza Binti Kherul Anuwar:&lt;br /&gt;Money is special papaers and metals that is hard to gain but easy to loose, very valuable. sangat susah untuk disimpan.huhu. its my personal crisis. its hard for me to manage my money. i for sure will finish my money before end of the month. sangat menyedihkan. hiks2. guiltyness...is da feeling that i have to face when asking for extra money (maafkan ainol...) My special someone told me dat itulah sifat duit...akan selalu habis. this particular problem mmg will remain unsolved for me until i found da solution. kena berusaha...terus berusaha...tetap bertahan..(hahaha...saying it with full of spirit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: warghhhhhh...ibu duit dah nak abis ( huhu... ;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-4399644430571384451?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/4399644430571384451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=4399644430571384451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4399644430571384451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4399644430571384451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-is-money.html' title='Where is the money?'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbgAdUsURfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/i64qSDI07Vo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6774247733080815136</id><published>2009-03-12T00:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:33:19.163+07:00</updated><title type='text'>So close...</title><content type='html'>Watching echanted for the second time. this song cought my ears. simple and nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So close by Jon McLaughlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And all the world is calm&lt;br /&gt;The music playing on for only two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close together&lt;br /&gt;And when I’m with you&lt;br /&gt;So close to feeling alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life goes by&lt;br /&gt;Romantic dreams will stop&lt;br /&gt;So I bid mine goodbye and never knew&lt;br /&gt;So close was waiting, waiting here with you&lt;br /&gt;And now forever I know&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted to hold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;So close to reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;Almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;And now you’re beside me and look how far we’ve come&lt;br /&gt;So far we are so close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I face the faceless days&lt;br /&gt;If I should lose you now?&lt;br /&gt;We’re so close&lt;br /&gt;To reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;And almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;Let’s go on dreaming for we know we are&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;And still so far&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-6774247733080815136?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6774247733080815136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=6774247733080815136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6774247733080815136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6774247733080815136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-close.html' title='So close...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-7265582620156963301</id><published>2009-03-11T23:12:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:33:37.372+07:00</updated><title type='text'>something worth sharing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ATTENTION PLS!!!&lt;/span&gt; (hehe... :))&lt;br /&gt;Well, to all who is just a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;girl not yet a woman and women&lt;/span&gt; herself, please do read about what I’m going to share with u all out there. Maybe, this could help you as it helped me and will always help me... yesterday, today and tomorrow... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DON’T SWEAT the SMALL STUFF for WOMEN&lt;/span&gt; by KRISTINE CARLSON. Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategy # 1: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Say bubbye to SUPERWOMEN&lt;/span&gt; (it’s not humiliating and it doesn’t show that you’re weak...trust me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever think that u could do anything as in EVERYTHING by yourself but u end up having migraine, your hair start to fall and your head felt like exploding? If yes, this happened because you putting too much hope and you’re being too harsh to yourself (without realizing it). Guess it’s time to say goodbye to the Superwomen in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: let go the thought which says that you can do anything (doesn’t mean u can’t do everything, you’re not good enoughJ).&lt;br /&gt;Second: ready to ask for help when you really need one&lt;br /&gt;Third: prepare to make changes when your system starts to fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point is, when you’re stress, working too hard and totally exhausted, consider the manageable stuff and make a few changes here and there. It’s crucial to acknowledge that you’re not perfect and SUPERWOMAN is only someone’s hallucination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I always thought that I could do everything by my own and I end up ‘besar kepala’ and malu to ask for other people’s help and now realizing that there are people whose always  there by your side makes my life brighter. Thank you all... I’m blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategy #2: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Starts your day peacefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Get up from bed earlier (at first it was hard for me coz I have trouble to sleep at nite... :)) with a very sincere smile (it sounded gila but it worked...percayalah!!!). Then, stretch2 sikit (macam warm up :)); when your body feels warmer and comfort, close your eyes and breathe deeply in and out...slowly and also clear your mind (empty, tak nak ada sikit pon...hehe). After that, you’ll be surrounded by a very peaceful feeling, a feeling that everything is going to be just fine. You’ll feel secure and positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, take a few deep breaths and think about a few things that you can be grateful of. Don’t exaggerate it but enough to just jog your memory on how bless your life is. Spend 5 minutes of your time on spiritual book which boost your spirit and grant you inspiration. After a few minutes of reading, you’ll feel alive and prepare to live your life; you’re spirited but not hustle. If you start your day peacefully, you definitely bring along that same feeling in anything you’ll do on that very same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategy #3: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Don’t make yourself too busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes you’re just too busy with stuff and you end up feeling tired, forget to eat and sick. It’ll be worth it if you gain something from it but it’s going to be a big waste if you don’t. It’s too late to regret. Use your time and energy wisely and make sure that every single thing you’re doing doesn’t interrupt you’re quality time for yourself and family. Stay focus on 1 or 2 things at a time, I can guarantee that you’ll be satisfy and enjoy with what you’re doing. Differs when you got a whole lot of stuff to be done at a time, you’ll be running here and there and you tend to forget something, even worse when that particular something is very important.huhu... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategy #4: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lighten your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got a phone call from your friend, she sounded really bad, she needs to talk but you’re not in the mood of talking. Well girls, this is not the time to criticize, question or causing trouble in any way but it is time to lighten your friend, let them behave as a normal human being who is sad, angry or disappointed, even if it hurts your ear when she spills out thousands of curse. LET HER! Maybe this is how she could stabilize herself. If you could do this, you’ll be a love for the rest of your life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In long term, make less burdensome of your friend could reduce your own stress. You’ll feel relief knowing that you’re letting someone to be a real human (the way a human suppose to be) even they’re far from perfection. You’ll be loved, cared and appreciated for accepting your friend just the way they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategy #5: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Stop comparing yourself with “supermodel”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stop comparing yourself with media fantasy figure but be yourself, the real you, the best of you in the company of all you have. Treat yourself good and you’ll look as beautiful as you’re heart. Look at the mirror and stays focus at the most attractive part of you; be grateful to have curves on your body. A woman with pure self confident is the most attractive woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategy #6: &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Stress buster... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Create a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;silent moment&lt;/span&gt; of 10mins for yourself in the morning or at night. Sit comfortly while sipping a cup of coffee or tea; you can also close your eyes while listening to soothing music; it’s even better to pray or breathe deeply. This ritual could give you time that you needed to calm yourself, and your jostle day could be serener.&lt;br /&gt;2. When your head is heat up and going to explode, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wash your hair and rinse it with cold water&lt;/span&gt;. The contrast between the cold and heat could bring up your energy. Even how tired you are, you’re ready to get back to work as you get off from the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;physical movement&lt;/span&gt; almost every day.  Jogging, stretching or lifting weight could be one of the options. Not only stunning figure, it could clear your mind and the feeling is just irreplaceable.&lt;br /&gt;4. Spend some time on &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;good books&lt;/span&gt; around 20mins before you sleep. Reading could ease your stress.&lt;br /&gt;5. If you spent too much time in front of the computer, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;stand up and stretch&lt;/span&gt;. Move a little...hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat more &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fruits and vegetables&lt;/span&gt;. Drink a lot of juice too. It’s good to neutralize the toxin in our body. Toxin can cause stress. Hrmm....very bad:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-7265582620156963301?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7265582620156963301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=7265582620156963301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7265582620156963301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7265582620156963301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-worth-sharing.html' title='something worth sharing...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-4420473310812006294</id><published>2009-03-06T16:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T16:26:28.661+07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDr6C7OCBI/AAAAAAAAADk/3JjAGnbLuDs/s1600-h/url.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDr6C7OCBI/AAAAAAAAADk/3JjAGnbLuDs/s200/url.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310003343120009234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDr59sZ6zI/AAAAAAAAADc/2hoG6a4Ck94/s1600-h/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDr59sZ6zI/AAAAAAAAADc/2hoG6a4Ck94/s200/images1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310003341715696434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDr5lIU2iI/AAAAAAAAADU/eCT6ZLxawNE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDr5lIU2iI/AAAAAAAAADU/eCT6ZLxawNE/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310003335121918498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while browsing, i purposely browse pictures under life and i found few pictures which describe LIFE in different perspective. tell me wat do u think of LIFE, i'm eager to know...can't wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-4420473310812006294?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/4420473310812006294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=4420473310812006294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4420473310812006294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4420473310812006294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/while-browsing-i-purposely-browse.html' title='LIFE?'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDr6C7OCBI/AAAAAAAAADk/3JjAGnbLuDs/s72-c/url.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5531509393588886250</id><published>2009-03-06T15:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:39:54.365+07:00</updated><title type='text'>"MURI" record breaking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDgzfHMVgI/AAAAAAAAADM/YwVQe6ZTpmg/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDgzfHMVgI/AAAAAAAAADM/YwVQe6ZTpmg/s200/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309991135799432706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDgzL2THjI/AAAAAAAAADE/zI3ZJEK5paY/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDgzL2THjI/AAAAAAAAADE/zI3ZJEK5paY/s200/DSC00218.JPG" alt="" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309991121610708738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Thursday on da 26th of February at benteng vredeberg, yogyakarta ade diz record breaking of melukis 1100 tong sampah. since i'm jobless and lectureless so i joined diz event. being persuade by nana. i had fun even i'm not artistic. it is full wif artistic painting except for mine.hahahaha. we're given 5 colours (black, white, red, blue and yellow) and i used all of it without trying to create new color.hehehehe.so not creative.it was at noon, so i end up berbelang2.sunburn due to da very hot sun.hiks2.again....JOGJA SANGAT PANAS!!!!so diz is da result of so not artistic person trying to be artistic n some of the artwork display at the end of the event....&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/6615600229842898847-5531509393588886250?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5531509393588886250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5531509393588886250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5531509393588886250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5531509393588886250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/muri-record-breaking.html' title='&quot;MURI&quot; record breaking...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/SbDgzfHMVgI/AAAAAAAAADM/YwVQe6ZTpmg/s72-c/DSC00220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-8832525863120521851</id><published>2009-03-06T14:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:39:19.510+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hari ni sangat panas...</title><content type='html'>i wonder wat's wrong wif jogja. gila panas...its like pancaroba (betul ke ni?) during da day sangat panas n then malam sejuk pulak.macam main2 je. panas dia is killing nye panas.seperti mencucuk hingga ke lapisan kulit terdalam (sound exaggerating but trust me diz is da fact) benci.......ade tak org yg nak invent AC bergerak.hehe (so mengade2) :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-8832525863120521851?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8832525863120521851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=8832525863120521851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8832525863120521851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8832525863120521851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2009/03/hari-ni-sangat-panas.html' title='hari ni sangat panas...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6134381157057532236</id><published>2009-02-28T23:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:38:46.256+07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can anybody tell me the real definition of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ASTERI%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Saln21sjkYI/AAAAAAAAACE/rEThWj3t5co/s1600-h/confuse_love_by_pff_creep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Saln21sjkYI/AAAAAAAAACE/rEThWj3t5co/s320/confuse_love_by_pff_creep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307887827657396610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/Saln21sjkYI/AAAAAAAAACE/rEThWj3t5co/s1600-h/confuse_love_by_pff_creep.jpg"&gt;for me...its unconditional situation but can i say this coz being in love is already a condition.hehe.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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type='html'>ibu...&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih untuk semuanya&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih untuk semua semangat yang ibu berikan&lt;br /&gt;ainol takkan kecewakan ibu&lt;br /&gt;selalu sayang ibu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-5917918234368881102?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5917918234368881102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5917918234368881102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5917918234368881102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5917918234368881102'/><link 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flower (da one yg tumbuh kat tepi jalan) unexpectedly kat traffic light (sweet sangat...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Friend Award&lt;br /&gt;those who was there through my thick n thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Friend Award&lt;br /&gt;i make friends almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Enemy Award&lt;br /&gt;enemy...ade ke?my new year resolution tanak ade enemy...i guess diz award dont belong to anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of The Year&lt;br /&gt;ape eh... i'm yours kot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie of the year&lt;br /&gt;twillight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male Singer of the year&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz n Tompi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female singer of the year&lt;br /&gt;sape eh? i'll go for Beyonce and Dewi Lestari (Malaikat juga tau...bes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duo/Band of the year&lt;br /&gt;Nidji (Laskar pelangi...superb), Jasmine (indie band i've been listening to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor of the year&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp (agree wif miza...always) n Robbert Pattinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actress of the year&lt;br /&gt;will go for blake lively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV program of the year&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl n Heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ of the year&lt;br /&gt;Alamak tak dengar radio la...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV host of the year&lt;br /&gt;sape eh? nirina zubir, indra bekti, indy barens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scandal of the year&lt;br /&gt;Ape eh? politic scandal in Malaysia (every1 knew diz for sure...panas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Hang Out Spot&lt;br /&gt;Kost (Hostel), Parsley n Food Fezt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Cinema&lt;br /&gt;21 (da one n only in jogjakarta...huhu.do i have choice?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Eating Place&lt;br /&gt;Foodfezt, Parsley n Silla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Bowling Spot&lt;br /&gt;Midvalley Mega Mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Bookshop&lt;br /&gt;Toga mas (discount everyday), gramedia n MPH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Shopping Spot&lt;br /&gt;Ambarukmo plaza n Malioboro Mall (no other place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Karaoke Spot&lt;br /&gt;Happy Puppy dunkz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly Done Activity&lt;br /&gt;Sports (Hockey, Basketball, Jogging n Badminton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Website&lt;br /&gt;Ape lagi if not youtube, google, yahoo mail n friendster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most favourable person of the year&lt;br /&gt;Khairil Kadaruddin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Things&lt;br /&gt;Bunga tepi jalan n Jeans from my darlink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Desire&lt;br /&gt;when he appear in jogjakarta for my birthday...thanx baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-3189857646724347668?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3189857646724347668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5306513807772771358</id><published>2009-01-01T13:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:41:43.419+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesdays with Morrie...</title><content type='html'>tuesdays with morrie is a book written by Mitch Albom based on true stories which he, himself been through with his proffesor back in college. the subject of this final thesis of him is meaning of life where no books are required only thought from experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morries is a man who was struggling of a brutal, unforgiving illness of neurological disease which is called amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) or also called as Lou Gehrig's disease. ALS is like a lit of candle; it melts your nerves and leaves your body a pile of wax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons that are thought during this tuesdays classes was about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;world&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;feeling sorry for yourself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;regrets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;death&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;emotions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fear of aging&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how love goes on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;marriage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;culture&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;forgiveness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;perfect days, and finally....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saying goodbye&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;morrie thought mitch how to live life to da fullest. appreciate every single thing in life; knowing dat world is the best place for all human being...there is no such thing as "too late" in life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well. this are words that i found interesting to share with all of u out there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away. All the love you created is still there. All the memories are still there. You live on-in the hearts of everyone you have touched and nurtured while you were here."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"in business, people nogotiate to win. they negotiate to get what they want. maybe you're too used to that. love is different. love is when you are as concerned about someone else's situation as you are about your own."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am recommending everyone to read this book coz it is definitely worth reading. it teaches you about journey from live to death. i shed my tears while reading this books. i finally realize there is soo much more wonderful things out there which i haven't discovered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-5306513807772771358?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5306513807772771358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-2436977415079455743</id><published>2008-12-29T21:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:28:54.791+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag....</title><content type='html'>My answer for miza's tag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 7 ciri wanita/lelaki idaman anda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;dewasa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;penyabar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;athletic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;caring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sangat pandai manage duit coz i mmg tak pandai manage my money...huhu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;2. 7 wanita/lelaki yang pernah anda minati sepanjang hidup (question yg menimbulkan kontroversi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my going to-be fiancee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;freddie prince jr&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chad michael murray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;david cook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ihlan mansiv&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oka antara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;recently...robert pattinson kot...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;3. 7 perasaan sekiranya keluar dengan seseorang yang anda minati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;excited&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bahagia (same ke ngan happy...mcm lain je)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;full of butterflies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sumtimes i can be very clumsy...hehehe (perasaan ke ni)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;panas (sampai blush2..not d other meaning...pls)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a lil bit shy kot...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;4. 7 tempat istimewa yang ingin dilawati bersama pasangan anda (mane eh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sri paandhi (hehehe...minum2 n makan puree kat sini bes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pulau2 kot...tp not into pantai sgt pon...hrmmm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bali (bali consider pulau ke?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;australia (my fren told me gold coast bes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;france (smpai learn their language)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;europe (pusing2 tp wajib old trafford)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;menara kuala lumpur (hehehe...remember -for special sum1-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;5. 7 barangan/sesuatu istimewa yang mungkin akan anda hadiahkan pada pasangan anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;hati&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sayang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my cook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happiness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sadness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sculpture of football player, jersey jugak la if ade duit...hehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;6. 7 tajuk lagu yang akan anda nyanyikan untuk pasangan anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;thank god i found u (mariah carey feat. 98 degrees)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tree (marty casey)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;betapa aku sayang padamu (afgan)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my all (mariah carey)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;angel of mine (monica)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;soo special (oka antara)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;anyone else but you (ellen page)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. 7 rakan yang anda tag dan mahu mereka buat PERIHAL 7 ini.WAJIB!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;since my closest ppl bnyk yg dah buat diz thing.so i tag evry1 yg read diz stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: tot it was a very simple ques but believe me...susah nak jawab.try it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-2436977415079455743?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2436977415079455743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=2436977415079455743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2436977415079455743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ST2XxB6RdyI/AAAAAAAAABo/Ns6iId5u9vE/s320/idul+adha+08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ST2XwmjjxPI/AAAAAAAAABg/R6LdfugGTmc/s1600-h/idul+adha+08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277541199587296498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ST2XwmjjxPI/AAAAAAAAABg/R6LdfugGTmc/s320/idul+adha+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello everyone...&lt;br /&gt;i'm back again wif self modified cupcake recipe.i've been wanting to make one n it came true last nite.hehe.thanx to miza for being such a great assistant, flo for being such a wonderful mixer n nana for being such a good icing design. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the recipe of my very own cupcake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150g of self raising fluor&lt;br /&gt;150g of butter&lt;br /&gt;150g of sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;A lil bit of vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix all of this stuff together n steam it... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the icing...&lt;br /&gt;150g of butter&lt;br /&gt;150g of sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 packets of instants milo&lt;br /&gt;2 table spoon of hot water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix all of this stuff together too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this are the result of my experimental cupcake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: we forgot to buy da cups. so we modified da paper plates into big cups.huhu.its flo's idea actually. :)&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/6615600229842898847-1162882275249671024?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w2W-6iT2rZY/ST2XxB6RdyI/AAAAAAAAABo/Ns6iId5u9vE/s72-c/idul+adha+08+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6288744460269920580</id><published>2008-11-12T21:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:07:37.566+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caiyo!!!</title><content type='html'>this is the creative side of me. to kill da boreness in me. its written in indonesia language...enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di saat kuliah, dalam ruang H, jam 0950&lt;br /&gt;baru 50 menit berlalu...what? rasanya udah kayak 3 jam kuliah. hiks2. bosan... menguap trus. air mataku mengalir ga ada akhirnya, bukan karena sedih tapi ngantuk banget. kapan selesainya? biokimia, protein, fungsi... kok bosan banget yach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cacing2 dalam perut dah demo minta diisi. laper banget. Hrmmmm... nasi padang bungo palo here i come. Apa yach? Ayam, udang atau ikan? huhu. enaknya... semester 9, harusnya semester penuh keinsafan tapi tetap aja kayak semester2 sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid test is coming...SOON!!! first paper histology pula. Nightmare!!! huhu. Hari ni aku ertekad harus rajin belajar buat ujian tapi uwarghhh.....sekali lagi aku menguap. ngantuknya.... di depan dosen lagi ngejelasin tentang degradasi asam amino masuk ke dalam pembuluh darah. Hrmmmm... asam amino, ok udah ngerti. degradasi udah juga...yaudah dech belajarnya pas di kost aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.. its da same old story. Emang dari sononya aku pemalas. hehe. but anyway...Caiyo!!! keep up da spirit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace n Out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-6288744460269920580?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6288744460269920580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=6288744460269920580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6288744460269920580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6288744460269920580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/11/caiyo.html' title='Caiyo!!!'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-779864409591160436</id><published>2008-10-18T18:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:37:55.786+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama, Love and Relationships</title><content type='html'>It's not about whose right or whose wrong&lt;br /&gt;Its not about who's weaker or who's strong&lt;br /&gt;Its not about who's innocent or who's fault&lt;br /&gt;It aint really bout that kinda thing at all&lt;br /&gt;Its not about who does it or done it or did it to who&lt;br /&gt;Dont matter if the both of you loseIts really not bout nothing, excpet for me and you girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about the stupid things that we say&lt;br /&gt;We're always saying stupid things anyway&lt;br /&gt;Its not about the secrecy of the lies&lt;br /&gt;Girl everybodys gots a secret to hide&lt;br /&gt;Its not about who was he, who was she, who's creeping on whom&lt;br /&gt;Wont matter if the both of us lose&lt;br /&gt;Its really not bout nothing, except for me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint bout your pride&lt;br /&gt;Aint bout yourselfIts bout the two of you, and no one else&lt;br /&gt;Aint bout the hurt&lt;br /&gt;Aint bout the lies&lt;br /&gt;Aint bout the crazy things thats running through your mind&lt;br /&gt;Its bout the love thats supposed to last and never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about drama and love and relationships&lt;br /&gt;and when the going gets tough you deal with it&lt;br /&gt;and you dont ever, you never walk away from it&lt;br /&gt;you hold on, you be strong&lt;br /&gt;its about drama and trust and making it&lt;br /&gt;if your somebody mess up you take it in&lt;br /&gt;dont let nobody come between you, you just stay with them&lt;br /&gt;you hold on, and be strong&lt;br /&gt;hold on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-779864409591160436?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/779864409591160436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=779864409591160436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/779864409591160436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/779864409591160436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/10/drama-love-and-relationships.html' title='Drama, Love and Relationships'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6425404957377607287</id><published>2008-10-18T18:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:43:41.820+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another girl...</title><content type='html'>Just another girl...&lt;br /&gt;got this word from someone i juz knew but it hits me n i came to realize what relationships are about. its not a getting by situation.its about being devoted n commited to the relationship.its about learning to be someone's future, through thick n thin, making sacrifices for one's happiness.its hard.i swear its hard.u got to hold on n be strong.in da process of changing there's small part of u are rebelling (adding some spices to ur journey of changing).this part of u is making a chaotic situation.making everything hard,almost ruining it.this is where obstacle comes.define obstacle?this is what someone i really love told me.its a breakthrough which leads to a happy ending.amin....&lt;br /&gt;today onwards,i promise to myself.i definitely gonna go through this.even how hard it is.baby...i need to go through this with u.i cant do it alone...&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be just another girl....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-6425404957377607287?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-8928535202660707593</id><published>2008-10-18T13:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:40:03.755+07:00</updated><title type='text'>L O V E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I spend years with bunch of clowns. I almost fall in a conclusion that I must be addicted to losers. or maybe I'm a loser? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, I think it's time for a big change. No more stupidity. No more drama. I had enough. This is da right momment to find someone worth enough to fight for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All my life is longing for THE ONE, who doesn't have to do amazing things like those in Hepburn's flicks, who doesn't have to be as perfect as Greek God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My THE ONE is whom I want to stay in bed with all day long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;THE ONE who worth enough to keep forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want somebody to grow old with, who won't mind dancing with me in heavy rain, who won't matter when I do something stupid or burst in tears, the great escape when things getting worst around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That exactly someone I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-8928535202660707593?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8928535202660707593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=8928535202660707593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8928535202660707593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8928535202660707593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/10/l-o-v-e.html' title='L O V E'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-2117775626096625058</id><published>2008-09-16T15:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:12:33.531+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obstacles...define it? Is this obstacles...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was back in Malaysia for 2months (since 20th of June till 20th of August), and I've been through a lot...n I mean a lot (for me...maybe its not for others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It started with my ERP (entry reentry permitte) extension. This permitte is important for me in order to get my ass back in Indonesia. This time i got it for a month time (emergency permit) but usually i got it for 3months time. I need to get da emergency permit bcoz i bought the flight ticket to malaysia for 20th of June and da immigration department couldnt make it on time coz they've juz change their system into online and everything is a mess. i got it at Soekarno Hatta Airport and they said i could extend it in Indonesia Embassy in Malaysia. Was totally glad coz i expect things could be very smooth. The momment I wanted to extend it, it wasnt as smooth as I thought it would be. I was in the embassy for 4 times (if I'm not mistaken), the procedure was really hard, i need to get the approoval letter from my University and the Jakarta Immigration to get the extension. After lotsa phone calls, faxes n efforts i manage to extend it for another month. Thought i wont be facing troubles after this...but guess wat another is coming....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The day to Indonesia...i arrived at LCCT airport quite late. Around 10mins after counter closed.was begging to da workers to let me check in. but da captain in-charge of the plane didnt let me in.coz they said they were boarding at that time.i couldnt understand this.i know its my fault of being late.but i'm 10mins late n its LCCT.i would have run n be there before thay let da passengers board.if its KLIA, I wont be bother to actually begged. instead of making me beg,they should have let me in.i bought for RM600 for heaven sick n its my last day to enter Indonesia. but they still dont let me in.damn....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;from LCCT straight to my grandpa house in PD. he was really ill. so i spent da nite with him before I left. Bought da same tic on da same day for another RM600. But today I was in airport 2hours earlier. n guess wat they're late.we took off around 1430 when da flight supposed to take off at 1405.see...n they didnt say anything.damn....n i got excess luggage. i got to pay RM15 for a kilo excess luggage.damn expensive...this is how they make money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reach yogyakarta, have immigration problem for being late.what happened cant be stated here.but it was terrible.huhu. straight to da kost (name for "hostel" in Indonesia; rental room) and packed my stuff.leaving for bandung da same night. I got a hockey tournament. thought everything would be back to normal without another problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After second game, i got a call telling me about my registration. anesthesi n ilmu penyakit mata schedule clash n I really need this 2 subjects to graduate this February.If I dont, I still have to wait till February 2010.damn...i went back to yogyakarta da night itself to settle stuff. I was upset n sad bcoz we were in the middle of a big tournament and everyone were totally on fire. As a captain, I felt guilty of being irresponsible but my future is everything, so I left (sorry gurls...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the first thing i did was meeting ilmu penyakit mata lecturer for permission to take his subject without attending class but replacing it wif papers. he agreed but i didnt get approoval from the vice dean. he gave me to choices: schedule change or wait till 2010.damn again...how am i suppose to find one when the schedule is totally pack. I make lotsa phone call n meet lotsa lecturers n kindda make a few ppl in trouble. (I'm sorry people but I really need this...forgive me n thanx for being totally understood). After almost a week of struggling, i managed to change it. Ahamdulillah...caiyo!!!i need to work hard.february, i'm coming....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ku sangka panas sampai ke petang tapi hujan di tengahari...dat is wat happened to me. happy for things dat have been settled, I got sms from my mom. My grandpa past away.its totally sad for not being able to pay him my last respect. but i knew I have to let him go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Innalillahhiwainnalillahhiraji'un...semoga rohnya diterima disisi ALLAH S.W.T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;itulah kehidupan.x selamanya kita di atas. kehidupan seperti roda. kadang-kadang kita diatas n kadang-kadang kita dibawah. So, remember...no matter what happen dont give up. selalu berusaha, berdoa n bertawakal...experience teaches us in becoming a better person. I learnt a lot....semoga saya menjadi orang yg lebih ikhlas...amin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;p/s: rase language tunggang langgang but hopefully takde problem for orang yg bace ni.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-2117775626096625058?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/2117775626096625058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=2117775626096625058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2117775626096625058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/2117775626096625058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/09/obstaclesdefine-it-is-this-obstacles.html' title='Obstacles...define it? Is this obstacles...?'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-8162569293944595678</id><published>2008-07-01T22:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:16:12.484+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love...can it be wonderful?</title><content type='html'>can it?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;i wish it could&lt;br /&gt;trying to hard...&lt;br /&gt;is it right?&lt;br /&gt;dont think soo&lt;br /&gt;follow the flow&lt;br /&gt;dont think its right too&lt;br /&gt;so?&lt;br /&gt;confusion...&lt;br /&gt;all i need is everything to be normal&lt;br /&gt;for once&lt;br /&gt;but it scare me off&lt;br /&gt;to be destroyed and left alone&lt;br /&gt;gather everything back&lt;br /&gt;n to be destroy again&lt;br /&gt;is da last thing i ever want to happen&lt;br /&gt;i pray everything is going just fine&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy though&lt;br /&gt;i had a wonderful one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-8162569293944595678?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8162569293944595678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=8162569293944595678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8162569293944595678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8162569293944595678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/07/lovecan-it-be-wonderful.html' title='Love...can it be wonderful?'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-4880981193437684368</id><published>2008-05-30T16:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:44:40.559+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerry Maguire</title><content type='html'>I saw this movie last night...yes i'm soo outdated but who cares, at least i watched it better than not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU COMPLETES ME...&lt;br /&gt;really cought my ears. it touched my heart.hehe. I'm sure couple are meant to complete each other. for example, my parents, they really complete each other:&lt;br /&gt;My mom is talkative, my dad hardly talks&lt;br /&gt;My mom is hyperactive, my dad is hypoactive (sorry dad)&lt;br /&gt;My mom saves a lot, my dad spend a lot&lt;br /&gt;My mom is ordinary, my dad is fashion victim (hehe...u rawks dad)&lt;br /&gt;and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, they completes each other very well (when one is pro, the other is cons). they live happily together with their childrens till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MOM AND DAD!!! a lot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who haven't watch this movie, do watch it! its worth it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-4880981193437684368?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/4880981193437684368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=4880981193437684368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4880981193437684368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/4880981193437684368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/05/jerry-maguire.html' title='Jerry Maguire'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-3287485547697356930</id><published>2008-05-30T16:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:33:33.626+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop me from hateness!!!</title><content type='html'>After years of friendship i finally aware that I'm starting to hate a person that I care as much as I care about my family. Well this is the second time. I'm loosing a bestfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was terrible...&lt;br /&gt;Had this bunch of girls in my life. We were great together...up till the days where i'm in matriculation (separated from them). we spend less time together and it finally over when this particular special guy came into my life. I was ignored for making the special person of mine as my priority. its my fault...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i had right now...&lt;br /&gt;A person that been through thick and thin with me is a total different person. I knew he was kindda annoying since years ago but things are getting worst lately. All I need is some appreciation and respect. Don't misused me. I had feelings too. I can't stand longer. Stop me from this hateness!!! All I want is the wonderful momment we had together. Don't make me say it straight to your face because I know things is going to be worst. please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost once and I never want it to happen again...&lt;br /&gt;The friendship that we have is very precious that i can't effort to ruin it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-3287485547697356930?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3287485547697356930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=3287485547697356930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3287485547697356930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3287485547697356930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/05/stop-me-from-hateness.html' title='Stop me from hateness!!!'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5645841456612898824</id><published>2008-05-29T10:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T14:43:24.086+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why you have to be everybody to be somebody?</title><content type='html'>Having my orthodontics lecture when this question pop out...directly grab the laptop to write something. Maybe i can share something with you people out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you have to be everybody?&lt;br /&gt;because you want to be somebody...&lt;br /&gt;hrmmmm... its kindda confusing but let me put it in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in school days i was in a girl school and those days were hard. You have to dress up like others to be known, you have to be like others to be accepted, you have to be cool to be in their crowd. I make friends with the party people so do with people who are more future oriented (trying to balance everything).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in two different crowds i finally realized you don't have to be everybody to somebody. you don't have to be cool to be accepted. You should be happy with who you are. You are unique in your own way. You cant ignore what people talks about you because it can really help you in a way. making yourself as a better person. REALLY!!!! but you can definitely ignore what u think is irrelevant. (i do!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dentistry student, does it make me a nerdy?&lt;br /&gt;I love to read comics...a lot. does it make me a dorky?&lt;br /&gt;I keep things in place and can't stand it when its not, people say I'm obsessive compulsive.&lt;br /&gt;I arrange my cloth according to colors...so do my books.&lt;br /&gt;I'll rewrite what I've wrote if its not neat, I even tear it if i can't stand it&lt;br /&gt;I love plain stuff because i hate messy stuff&lt;br /&gt;I keep my data in laptop properly...all the file name have to begin with a capital letter&lt;br /&gt;I love theater, traditional dance and other things that are not cool enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know what...for all I know, I don't even care and will never care about it. I'm proud of what I am...If people hate me for what I am...too bad!and so should you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be yourself to be somebody...&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be somebody to be everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud to be me...xoxo -A-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-5645841456612898824?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5645841456612898824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5645841456612898824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5645841456612898824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5645841456612898824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-you-have-to-be-everybody-to-be.html' title='Why you have to be everybody to be somebody?'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-6679888075534855764</id><published>2008-05-08T23:10:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:14:16.098+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will it be the same?</title><content type='html'>We’ve known each other for so long,&lt;br /&gt;We accept each other weaknesses,&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been through thick n thin,&lt;br /&gt;When I was weak u lifted me up,&lt;br /&gt;When I was sad you cheered me,&lt;br /&gt;When I’m in trouble you pulled me out,&lt;br /&gt;You were there when I need you,&lt;br /&gt;And you know I will do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;Things are no more the same,&lt;br /&gt;You less talking to me,&lt;br /&gt;You’re not as happy as before when you’re around me,&lt;br /&gt;We don’t spend our time together as much as we did before.&lt;br /&gt;I missed it,&lt;br /&gt;Really...&lt;br /&gt;How I wished I knew what when wrong,&lt;br /&gt;And even if I do,&lt;br /&gt;Will it be the same?&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-6679888075534855764?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/6679888075534855764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=6679888075534855764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6679888075534855764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/6679888075534855764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/05/will-it-be-same.html' title='Will it be the same?'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-8826437246632396991</id><published>2008-05-06T20:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:45:09.573+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy of Love</title><content type='html'>Jika kita mencintai seseorang, kita akan senantiasa mendoakannya walaupun dia tidak berada disisi kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan memberikan kita dua kaki untuk berjalan, dua tangan untukmemegang, dua telinga untuk mendengar dan dua mata untuk melihat. Tetapi mengapa Tuhan hanya menganugerahkan sekeping hati pada kita? Karena Tuhan telah memberikan sekeping lagi hati pada seseorang untuk kita mencarinya. Itulah Cinta ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan sesekali mengucapkan selamat tinggal jika kau masih mau mencoba. Jangan sesekali menyerah jika kau masih merasa sanggup. Jangan sesekali mengatakan kau tidak mencintainya lagi, jika kau masih tidak dapat melupakannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta datang Kepada orang yang masih memiliki harapan, walaupun mereka telah dikecewakan. Kepada mereka yang masih percaya, walaupun mereka telah dikhianati. Kepada mereka yang masih ingin mencintai, walaupun mereka telah disakiti sebelumnya Kepada mereka yang mempunyai keberanian keyakinan untuk membangunkan kembali kepercayaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan simpan kata-kata cinta pada orang yang tersayang sampai dia meninggalkan dunia dan akhirnya kau terpaksa catatkan kata-kata cinta itu pada pusaranya. Sebaliknya ucapkan kata-kata cinta yang tersimpan di benakmu itu sekarang selagi mereka masih ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin Tuhan menginginkan kita bertemu dan bercinta dengan orang yang salah sebelum bertemu dengan orang yang tepat, dan kita harus mengerti bagaimana berterimakasih atas karunia tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta dapat mengubah pahit menjadi manis, debu menjadi emas, keruh menjadi bening, sakit menjadi sembuh, penjara menjadi telaga, derita menjadi nikmat, kemarahan menjadi rahmat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh menyakitkan mencintai seseorang yang tidak mencintaimu, tetapi lebih menyakitkan adalah mencintai seseorang dan kau tidak pernah memiliki keberanian untuk menyatakan cintamu kepadanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seandainya kau ingin mencintai atau memiliki hati seseorang, ibaratkanlah seperti menyunting sekuntum mawar merah. Kadangkala kau mencium harum mawar tersebut, tetapi kadangkala kau terasa bisa duri mawar itu menusuk jari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal yang menyedihkan dalam hidup adalah ketika kau bertemu seseorang yang sangat berarti bagimu, hanya untuk menemukan bahwa pada akhirnya menjadi tidak berarti dan kau harus membiarkannya pergi. Kadangkala kau tidak menghargai orang yang mencintai kau sepenuh hati, sehingga kau kehilangannya. Pada saat itu, tiada guna penyesalan karena perginya tanpa berkata lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintailah seseorang itu atas dasar siapa dia sekarang dan bukan siapa dia sebelumnya. Kisah silam tidak perlu diungkit lagi, kiranya kau benar-benar mencintainya setulus hati. Hati-hati dengan cinta, karena cinta juga dapat membuat orang sehat menjadi sakit, orang gemuk menjadi kurus, orang normal menjadi gila, orang kaya menjadi miskin, jika cintanya itu disambut oleh para pecinta PALSU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin saja pada apa yang kau sayangi atau cintai tersimpan keburukan di dalamnya dan mungkin juga pada apa yang kau benci tersimpan kebaikan di dalamnya. Cinta kepada harta artinya bakhil, cinta kepada insan adalah alami, cinta kepada diri artinya bijaksana, cinta kepada mati artinya hidup dan cinta kepada Tuhan artinya takwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemparkan seorang yang bahagia dalam bercinta ke dalam laut, pasti ia akan membawa seekor ikan. Lemparkan pula seorang yang gagal dalam bercinta ke dalam gudang roti, pasti ia akan mati kelaparan. Seandainya kau dapat berbicara dalam semua bahasa manusia dan alam, tetapi tidak mempunyai perasaan cinta dan kasih, dirimu tak ubah seperti gong yang bergaung atau sekedar canang yang gemericing. Cinta adalah keabadian ... dan kenangan adalah hal terindah yang pernah dimiliki… Cinta yang kekal abadi adalah cinta hamba kpd penciptanya!!! Itulah seagung2 cinta…cinta Yang Maha Esa…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-8826437246632396991?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/8826437246632396991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=8826437246632396991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8826437246632396991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/8826437246632396991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/05/philosophy-of-love.html' title='Philosophy of Love'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-285197117564689250</id><published>2008-05-06T19:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:44:19.814+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta</title><content type='html'>Kenapa kita menutup mata Ketika kita tidur? Ketika kita menangis? Ketika kita membayangkan? Ini karena hal terindah di dunia TIDAK TERLIHAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita semua agak aneh... Dan hidup sendiri juga agak aneh... Dan ketika kita menemukan seseorang yang keunikannya SEJALAN dengan kita.. Kita bergabung dengannya dan jatuh ke dalam suatu keanehan serupa yang dinamakan CINTA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada hal2 yang tidak ingin kita lepaskan.. Orang2 yang tidak ingin kita tinggalkan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ingatlah... Melepaskan BUKAN akhir dari dunia, Melainkan awal suatu kehidupan baru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebahagiaan ada untuk mereka yang menangis, Mereka yang tersakiti, Mereka yang telah mencari... Dan mereka yang telah mencoba.. Karena MEREKALAH yang bisa menghargai betapa pentingnya orang yang telah menyentuh kehidupan mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CINTA yang AGUNG? Adalah ketika kamu menitikkan air mata dan MASIH peduli terhadapnya.. Adalah ketika dia tidak mempedulikanmu dan kamu MASIH menunggunya dengan setia.. Adalah ketika dia mulai mencintai orang lain dan kamu MASIH bisa tersenyum sambil berkata: "Aku turut berbahagia untukmu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apabila cinta tidak berhasil... BEBASKAN dirimu... Biarkan hatimu kembali melebarkan sayapnya dan terbang ke alam bebas LAGI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah...bahwa kamu mungkin menemukan cinta dan kehilangannya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi.. Ketika cinta itu mati.. Kamu TIDAK perlu mati bersamanya... Orang terkuat BUKAN mereka yang selalu menang.. MELAINKAN mereka yang tetap tegar ketika mereka jatuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah bagaimana...dalam perjalanan kehidupan, Kamu belajar tentang dirimu sendiri.. Dan menyadari bahwa penyesalan tidak seharusnya ada. HANYALAH penghargaan abadi atas pilihan2 kehidupan yang telah kau buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENCINTAI... BUKANlah bagaimana kamu melupakan.. Melainkan bagaimana kamu MEMAAFKAN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMAAFKAN.. BUKANlah bagaimana kamu mendengarkan.. Melainkan bagaimana kamu MENGERTI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENGERTI.. BUKANlah apa yang kamu lihat.. melainkan apa yang kamu RASAKAN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RASAKAN.. BUKANlah bagaimana kamu melepaskan.. Melainkan bagaimana kamu BERTAHAN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih berbahaya mencucurkan air mata dalam hati... Dibandingkan menangis tersedu2.. Air mata yang keluar dapat dihapus.. sementara air mata yang tersembunyi menggoreskan luka yang tidak akan pernah hilang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam urusan cinta, kita SANGAT JARANG menang.. Tapi ketika CINTA itu TULUS, meskipun kalah, kamu TETAP MENANG hanya karena kamu berbahagia dapat mencintai seseorang.. LEBIH dari kamu mencintai dirimu sendiri.. Akan tiba saatnya dimana kamu harus berhenti mencintai seseorang. BUKAN karena orang itu berhenti mencintai kita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-285197117564689250?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/285197117564689250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=285197117564689250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/285197117564689250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/285197117564689250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/05/cinta.html' title='Cinta'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-3843503225377402907</id><published>2008-05-06T19:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:43:03.622+07:00</updated><title type='text'>kesempatan atau pilihan</title><content type='html'>Ketika kita berada di tempat pada saat yang tepat, Itulah kesempatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kita bertemu dengan seseorang yang membuatmu tertarik, Itu bukan pilihan, itu kesempatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertemu dalam suatu peristiwa bukanlah pilihan, Itupun adaah kesempatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kita memutuskan untuk mencintai orang tersebut, Bahkan dengan segala kekurangannya, Itu bukan kesempatan, itu adalah pilihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika kita memilih bersama dengan seseorang walaupun apapun yang terjadi, Itu adalah pilihan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahkan ketika kita menyadari bahwa masih banyak orang lain Yang lebih menarik, lebih pandai, lebih kaya daripada pasanganmu Dan tetap memilih untuk mencintainya, Itulah pilihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perasaan cinta, simpatik, tertarik, Datang bagai kesempatan pada kita. Tetapi cinta sejati yang abadi adalah pilihan. Pilihan yang kita lakukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbicara tentang pasangan jiwa, Ada suatu kutipan dari film yang mungkin sangat tepat : "Nasib membawa kita bersama, tetapi tetap bergantung pada kita bagaimana membuat semuanya berhasil".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasangan jiwa bisa benar-benar ada. Dan bahkan sangat mungkin ada seseorang Yang diciptakan hanya untukmu. Tetapi tetap berpulang padamu Untuk melakukan pilihan apakah engkau ingin Melakukan sesuatu untuk mendapatkannya, atau tidak…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita mungkin kebetulan bertemu pasangan jiwa kita, Tetapi mencintai dan tetap bersama pasangan jiwa kita, Adalah pilihan yang harus kita lakukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita ada di dunia bukan untuk mencari seseorang yang sempurna untuk dicintai TETAPI untuk belajar mencintai orang yang tidak sempurna dengan cara yang sempurna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-3843503225377402907?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/3843503225377402907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=3843503225377402907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3843503225377402907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/3843503225377402907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/05/kesempatan-atau-pilihan.html' title='kesempatan atau pilihan'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-7748626098835837627</id><published>2008-05-04T21:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:32:02.057+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything happened for a reason....</title><content type='html'>For the past few weeks a lot of things happened, from robbery to harassment to death.It began with a robbery in the hostel (kost) where I live for the past 4 years. It was the safest place in Indonesia for me till it occurred. It was Saturday morning, as usual everyone is up late n there’s a new comer moving her stuff in. In that particular moment there’s this guy standing waiting for the right moment to grab things. He managed to grab a laptop n a hand phone. His partner in crime was waiting outside on his motorbike n they manage to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following week, it was a very hot afternoon. I was on my way back home from campus. I saw a girl crying rite in front of my kost. I calmed her. She told me that there’s this stranger on a bike touched her breast while she was walking home. Can u imagine that? Pervert... he’s out of his mind. What will he feels when someone do that to one of his family members...to his mom or sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, people are more disrespect towards each other. Shame on us...Surprisingly, sumthing happened in da following weeks. I was up in da morning after knocks on my door. My friend cried telling me that the man who took care of our hostel (bapak) was lying on the floor and his not moving. I ran out...feeling his pulse. He was cold, no pulse. I’m shocked, speechless. I ran to call another friend of mine. She tried to listen to the heartbeat. Nothing’s there. I sat next to bapak, crying...feeling sorry for him, guilty...he was alone. Hope that I could turn back the time. Did something for him....He did lots of things for us. He took a very good care of our place, a very good care of our safety. He was there through thick n thin. We felt his lost. When his not around kost never been the safest place anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were scared all the time.God sends us warning before our big lost. Robbery and harassment was way of God to warn me, preparing me for the worst. Never questioned any of your sadness because it’ll make u more mature, wiser and stronger. I finally realized that things happened for a reason...sooner or later you’ll realize it...Lost and Sadness.... Al- Fatihah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6615600229842898847-7748626098835837627?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/7748626098835837627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=7748626098835837627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7748626098835837627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/7748626098835837627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2008/05/everything-happened-for-reason.html' title='Everything happened for a reason....'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6615600229842898847.post-5672932976757070871</id><published>2008-05-03T07:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T17:29:53.719+07:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ape eh? ermmmm...before diz there's a lot playing on my mind. banyak bende i nak share but when it comes to writing i forgot everything. what makes me blog? maybe bcoz some of my frenz have their own blog kot? macam bes jer... tot it was easy but guess its kindda hard jugak. but will try my best to fill diz blog. its interesting to share bout ur experiences n thoughts. so...i guess dats all for now.enjoy... to be continue...&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/6615600229842898847-5672932976757070871?l=drlilbie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/feeds/5672932976757070871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6615600229842898847&amp;postID=5672932976757070871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5672932976757070871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6615600229842898847/posts/default/5672932976757070871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drlilbie.blogspot.com/2002/05/my-very-first-blog.html' title='My very first blog...'/><author><name>For a Woman's Soul...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16547323214695674703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq5ugVaZAec/TzszUT-Zr-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/TsWjOGy0WJ8/s1600/063.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
