<?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-8017927</id><updated>2011-08-27T12:01:28.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In Episodes</title><subtitle type='html'>life is a series of pulls back and forth.You want to do something, but you are bound to do something else. Sometihng hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should not take anything for granted. But Love wins, Love always wins. (Tuesdays with Morrie)

Life is like a box of chocolate. You'll never know what you are going to get. (Forrest Gump)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>347</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1869661608195207882</id><published>2009-02-08T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:37:30.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One WIth Non-Block Movement</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One WIth Non-Block Movement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, to start with, let me tell you that i have two younger sisters..one who is extremely hardworking, and another who is extremely slack. *kok kaya cerita di alkitab yah?!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, being the hardworking one, she has so many things to do with so little time. It's been a habit for her to ask my other sister to help her work, like finding new online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, she had this history assignment about the NOn-Block movement (read: gerakan nonblok, entah apa bhs inggrisnya)&lt;br /&gt;Sis1 : Eh, can help me to do my work?&lt;br /&gt;Sis2 : Sure, what am i supposed to fine?&lt;br /&gt;Sis1 : Erm, find stuff about non-block movement..&lt;br /&gt;Sis2 : Ok,... but please tell me what field is it? was it religion, science????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me  : ....................&lt;br /&gt;Sis1 : you don't know what is a non-block movement??&lt;br /&gt;Sis2 : well, i have heard of it, erm, maybe in sports? you know like blocking in volleyball or sth??&lt;br /&gt;Me  : .................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may she learnt more after she found out abt that non block movement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1869661608195207882?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1869661608195207882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1869661608195207882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1869661608195207882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1869661608195207882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-with-non-block-movement.html' title='The One WIth Non-Block Movement'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-2068901610533032157</id><published>2009-01-12T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:59:59.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With January HOliday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The One With January HOliday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells it really has been a long time since i wrote.&lt;br /&gt;It's like me cindy and vd were competing against one another for the person who do not write their blog anymore..muahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's good.&lt;br /&gt;exam has ended, although somehow that 8 prostho questions were squeezed into a terrible 2 hours (supposedly it's 1.5 hours)&lt;br /&gt;hello u think we write like the flash?!!&lt;br /&gt;so far i has not opened my GPA yet in the internet. I think i want to not look it until i graduate and become a dentist. Haha. That will be much more fun, looking back of what you have done and how well you did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, the new committee for kuksa were announced, and i was their secretary and treasurer (at least i don't need to plan what's going to happen every friday, like i usually do)&lt;br /&gt;oh, and last sat we did 'baksos' in cilincing. It was a great experience though. I was helping the clinical student doing their extractin for their children. Gosh, how difficult it was to persuade them to open their mouth and get the injection. Some children need to be taken care of by 3 people so that he or she does not kick the student.&lt;br /&gt;They are too afrad of injection i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine was persuading the children by asking him to play hide and seek with her. So the child was asked to close their eyes, and you are supposedly hiding from them. ONly that you Took out the syringe and jab it in the mouth. AWFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this is another story i want to share.Very Lame.&lt;br /&gt;We were on a bus, and were about to start the journey. As usual, it was opened with a prayer. It was our father prayer. The person in front of the bus was leading the prayer, and we repeat it as usual. So my friend, let's call her L, who sat beside me, also repeat the prayer right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Our Father should sound this way (IN INdonesia):&lt;br /&gt;..seperti kamipun mengampuni yang bersalah kepada kami, dan janganlah masukkan kami ke dalam percobaan, tetapi BEBASKANLAH KAMI DARI YANG JAHAT. AMin.&lt;br /&gt;(..as we forgive those, who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, BUT DELIVER&lt;br /&gt;FROM EVIL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, normal people will pray it that way. But my friend, say it this way, of course accidentally:&lt;br /&gt;..seperti kamipun mengampuni yang bersalah kepada kami, dan janganlah masukkan kami ke dalam percobaan, tetapi BERSABDALAH SAJA MAKA SAYA AKAN SEMBUH&lt;br /&gt;(..as we forgive those, who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, BUT JUST SAY THE WORD, AND I SHALL BE HEALED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need to go to the church more often, lov...&lt;br /&gt;muahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeanching, take care on your trip to Europe!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-2068901610533032157?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/2068901610533032157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=2068901610533032157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2068901610533032157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2068901610533032157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-with-january-holiday.html' title='The One With January HOliday'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-5416610740015114082</id><published>2008-10-05T03:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T04:22:08.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Lebaran Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The One With Lebaran Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fasting month is finally over and i finally had my one week break for lebaran holiday. School has only started for a month and i already long for holiday. Gosh. Ortho labs was demanding. I never really got the feel to bend the wire in this way or that way, i mean, is there any point of doing it at all, because by the time you graduate, you will give all the job to the dental technician..Sigh. Now i have to practice at least once a week before the lab so that i know what to do. I hate labial bow. When you try to fix this part, the other part will change, and you will get tired of changing everything, and you think that it is much better to just redo it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the professor want different things. Once i showed my c coil to this guy professor. Then he said i should redo it because the coil was too far from the cervical portion. I tried to redo it and got so frustrated that i just showed my original work to another professor, and she straight away marked my work and asked me to move on to labial bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait wait&lt;br /&gt;this post is drifting from the main topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH HOLIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;what holiday?! my maid went back, which means all of us have to do some household chores. Exam is coming in 2 weeks time and as usual, i am clueless of which book should be used as reference, or which part of it is important.&lt;br /&gt;i spend my holiday studying (A level flashback), wiring (THAT wire), reading  (Sang Pemimpi was good!), watching (LASKAR Pelangi was good too!!!), and going to Bandung and Bogor to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandung was full of Jakarta people, and it was traffic all over. Gosh. Basically i spent more time travelling than being in Bandung itself. The outlet was so full that you don't feel like shopping anymore (but i do got a nice trousers there).&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing in Bogor but they open some factory outlet and yes i manage to buy a knee-length shorts for abt 60,000 (good bargain)&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting to mention that i had a trip to mangdu the week before, and bought a few piece of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up, i spent too much on clothes. Must work harder to earn more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If by any chance vidi read this blog, i want to tell you  i didn't even finish reading laskar pelangi. The sentence was too beautiful that i get tired of reading it. I mean just go straight to the point, why being so draggy.But the movie was good! (and funny!)&lt;br /&gt;and the second book was not bad...you should read the rest,vid, he wrote 4 books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by tomorrow holiday will be over, and i will return to my mundane life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now i read alice's blog and thought how much i miss all my friends: Alice, Cindy, Yeanching, Vidi, Lita, classmates, people form v hall...&lt;br /&gt;my life now was not better than before, i mean i'm not living in a rat race anymore. But somehow i missed those vj times when i had tonnes of work to do, lagging tutorial to catch up every week, many many harmoc practice, sports matches and concert to watch,...It was so fun that i didn't really feel the burden...&lt;br /&gt;but now i live at home, with everything provided, i didn't even have to do my laundry, clean up my room, wash the toilets, or even change my bed sheet.&lt;br /&gt; But it was different. When i ate my meal i ate quietly, and i really miss those times when all of us will gather in one table, and just talked and laughed until they close the dining room; or partied in 824 (is that correct?!) until somebody told us to quiet down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for all my friends out there, even though we don't really have the time to talk or meet up, i miss you guys a lot, and i wish you all the best in everything you do.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and please come back during christmas holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-5416610740015114082?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/5416610740015114082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=5416610740015114082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5416610740015114082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5416610740015114082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-with-lebaran-holiday.html' title='The One With Lebaran Holiday'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-5980324825639033326</id><published>2008-08-30T23:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:33:24.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One WIth Hello I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLl07iKZNbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/lD91E9SyCVU/s1600-h/lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLl07iKZNbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/lD91E9SyCVU/s200/lee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240348207553787314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The One WIth Hello I'm Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i'm back! *actually i wrote because a dear friend asked me to update my long-forgotten blog*&lt;br /&gt;well it started with being busy, thinking that later i will obviously have time to update my blog with all those fun activities i have during this holiday. which of course, never happened, ladies and gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. An update of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday is almost over. Can u believe it. 2.5 months passed very fast, and now i am almost back for the new block: orthodontics and prosthodontics. With the long long lab hours. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;stop&lt;br /&gt;stop talking about school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;well two major events took place during the holiday. First is my bangkok trip and singapore trip. To sum it up, it was always fun to be back in singapore *i am proud to say that i love living in singapore much much more than living in indon*&lt;br /&gt;meeting the usual bunch: cin lit yeanching adith sherly (sher, i will tip you more the next time i stay in your room). Updates about their life, etc. Oh yeanching don't drink too much k!&lt;br /&gt;And of course i have the perfect saturday *i am lazy to post all the pictures, maybe just some*&lt;br /&gt;Going back to vhall, east coast, and VJ bring back all the memories of the JC years (guys, now they have vjc murals behind the canteen toilets). Time flies and now i am a year 5. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;I must say it is an interesting city, the people really look up at the king, who is one of the longest king in this world *he ruled for 60 years, and sitll going*&lt;br /&gt;A lot of tourist attraction there, The Grand Palace, MBK, Sirikhat Zoo, Jaktujak market (too bad i was only there for an hour)&lt;br /&gt;The trip was with my parents. You know how parents could be annoying sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,&lt;br /&gt;I wish i have those times in April 2006 when i got the chance to make a trip together with the rest of the girls. *grad trip, anyone?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that there was the APDSA held in Surabaya. For those of you who do not know anything about this event, APDSA is a short form of Asia Pacific Dental Student Association. This so-called convention is held every year at different asia pacific countries, this year Indonesia has the honour to become the host of this big event. It brings dental students from various universities and countries in ASia Pacific region.&lt;br /&gt;This year, since it was held in Indonesia, I had the chance to be the committee. Well not the main one (the local organising committee is the unair people). I was one of the group leaders, something like an OGL.&lt;br /&gt;This year there are about 450 students coming from Indonesia, Malaysia, Taiwan, Thailand, South Korea, and Japan. It's been an awesome one week and i make friends with my group mate and some other people from different countries&lt;br /&gt;Ah not forgetting to mention that i participate in the science research competition, and i was lucky enough to get the fourth place!yay! *(the winner from malaysia has a very interesting research about dental pulp stem cell from deciduous teeth which could be differentiated into nerve cells!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, look forward for the next APDSA in penang, malaysia (emi!you better be there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLl07qwGNPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/b5VDi8vhCJo/s1600-h/Picture+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLl07qwGNPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/b5VDi8vhCJo/s200/Picture+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240348209859409138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLl07-1bs-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/vcE1qJqEPAM/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLlu4g9F6EI/AAAAAAAAADc/fCFUSUhbL-E/s200/P7260658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240341558620186690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLlu5IOEZ-I/AAAAAAAAADk/Yc0qJuhgjZU/s1600-h/P7260694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLlu5IOEZ-I/AAAAAAAAADk/Yc0qJuhgjZU/s200/P7260694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240341569160374242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLlu5MVAT-I/AAAAAAAAADs/93DpiRSGMOk/s1600-h/P7260672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLlu5MVAT-I/AAAAAAAAADs/93DpiRSGMOk/s200/P7260672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240341570263207906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-5980324825639033326?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/5980324825639033326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=5980324825639033326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5980324825639033326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5980324825639033326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-with-hello-im-back_30.html' title='The One WIth Hello I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/SLl07iKZNbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/lD91E9SyCVU/s72-c/lee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-4419185610466280230</id><published>2008-05-17T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T10:14:48.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With The Holiday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for those people who left message in my tagboard, yes i have been uber busy these past few weeks, thanks to the ongoing exam that I had.&lt;br /&gt;okay where to start&lt;br /&gt;maybe last month, we had perio exam (1), on ly to be told later during the exam that we had another perio exam coming next week.&lt;br /&gt;And then, since we were studying about diseasesS (the lecturers were from the faculty of medicine, and they have been giving a series of lectures about neurology, and stuff), we had more exams coming.&lt;br /&gt;After perio (2), i had to study for internal medicine as the exam would be held a week after that&lt;br /&gt;then neurology (2 weeks after that). Oh didn't i tell you for this neurology lecturer, he was supposedly very famous and was the doctor of many important people (political figures, artists, etc), he was so busy that sometimes he didn't come for lecture although we've been waiting for him for hours. ALso, please do not fail his test, otherwise it would be damn difficult to ask for another test (did i mention that he was so busy) and the test would be an ORAL examination test.HAHA. (apparently last time my boyfriend failed his test - because he did not cheat while the rest cheated- and he said it was so difficult to ask for another exam)&lt;br /&gt;ANd yesterday was dermatology test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tests were okay, and now at least i had some time to spend my holiday peacefully,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more exam coming, more research coming.&lt;br /&gt;Argh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-4419185610466280230?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/4419185610466280230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=4419185610466280230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4419185610466280230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4419185610466280230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-with-holiday.html' title='The One With The Holiday'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-8532150603607878763</id><published>2008-04-08T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:56:14.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Syphillis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The One With Syphillis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i was in the photocopy shop to retrieve some of that skin lecture notes,&lt;br /&gt;when a friend of mine glanced at a page on the book and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she : eh, sifilis apaan sih?&lt;br /&gt;me : .. (was about to answer)&lt;br /&gt;tukang fotokopi 1: itu penyakit kelamin&lt;br /&gt;she : wah, mas nya kok bisa tau sih?&lt;br /&gt;tukang fotokopi 2: kan dia pernah kena sifilis&lt;br /&gt;tukang fotokopi 1 : monyong lu&lt;br /&gt;she and me : hohohohohoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;this made my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-8532150603607878763?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/8532150603607878763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=8532150603607878763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8532150603607878763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8532150603607878763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-with-syphillis.html' title='The One With Syphillis'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-400415230162875566</id><published>2008-03-22T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T13:13:41.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With The Line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"more often i was trying to convey a message to them; be yourself and never be afraid or bothered by what people ever think of ü to be. as much as possible, at least with my friends i try to be what i have always wanted be be in all aspects of my life - my ideal life. so often we feel oppressed by what people think about us, and how our colleagues think about us and how will that affect our performance and ranking that we slowly lose sight of our true self."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bumped into those words in a blog, and i thought that it was really true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-400415230162875566?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/400415230162875566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=400415230162875566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/400415230162875566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/400415230162875566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-with-line.html' title='The One With The Line'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6885804046586641055</id><published>2008-03-06T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:59:22.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Jambaksos</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Jambaksos&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Last weekend i went to this village for social work. It's a 3 days 2nights events in a city outside jkt. Hmm..basically every year this event is organised by different batch. And this year it was my batch's turn. The main event is simple - giving info to these ppl abt teeth / nutrition, dental treatment, makrab (malam keakraban), and outbond.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, i think this event is just...plain.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't feel the spirit of organising it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the rest of the people have thinks to do during d day, somehow i wasn't allocated to any of the jobs. So i just wandered ard with a friend who was in documentation section. But i learn how to use moviemaker!!! it's taking quite a long time and my friend and i had to skip some parts of the makrab (and dinner too) just to get the things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did i mention that we have to stay in the locals' houses. And my house is empty, since it is newly built, and apparently the person who owns the house is super duper rich. There are 70, let me repeat, &lt;strong&gt;70 &lt;/strong&gt;people in my houses but there are only &lt;strong&gt;2 bathroom&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yes you can imagine the rest: the queue for bathroom, or even the number of people who couldn't be bothered to shower anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the outbond was okay too. the route was so bloody long and i was posted to post 5, which was the last post. SO i had to wait there for about one hour for the first group to appear. And the senior was so sucky and think that they are so exclusive that they refused to join the outbond thingy. And some other unpleasant words mouthed by them. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i think that's all abt this post. The bottom line is that it is just another boring activity in this boring uni.&lt;br /&gt;(oh i signed up for the committe thingy for APDSA this august in surabaya...yeps look forward for it=) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6885804046586641055?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6885804046586641055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6885804046586641055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6885804046586641055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6885804046586641055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-with-jambaksos.html' title='The One With Jambaksos'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-5094659127031667389</id><published>2008-02-17T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T13:19:30.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Cindy's Email</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The One With Cindy's Email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following...*they&lt;br /&gt;have  to be real places, names, things...nothing made up! Try to use&lt;br /&gt;different  answers if the person in front of you had the same 1st initial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You  CAN'T use your name for the boy/girl name&lt;br /&gt;question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your name? &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000080;"&gt; Stephani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Four letter  word: &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000080;"&gt; Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vehicle: &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; Sail (that is not even a vehicle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV  Show:&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000080;"&gt; Supernatural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;City: Semarang&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy Name: &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000080;"&gt; Shaun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girl Name: &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000080;"&gt; Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Occupation: Singer&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Something you wear: Shirt&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000080;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Food: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Singapore chicken rice (ya i know this is cheating)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Something found in a bathroom: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shampoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Reason for Being Late:&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000080;"&gt; sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon Character:&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something You Shout: &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000080;"&gt; Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinngg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Place to visit:&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt; Sekolah minggu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-5094659127031667389?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/5094659127031667389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=5094659127031667389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5094659127031667389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5094659127031667389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-with-cindys-email.html' title='The One With Cindy&apos;s Email'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1023433210481923819</id><published>2008-02-12T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T00:06:37.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Numerology</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Numerology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i was studying my ltm about perio, when i saw my handphone : 22.22 (the clock)&lt;br /&gt;I said, this was weird. I mean, it was seldom for me to come across such nice number. So i thought, this must be a conincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued reading until 1pm, after which i decided to sleep, only to find out that my biological clock has been set up in such a way that i would only go to sleep at a bloody 4 am in the morning (and i had to wake up at 6!!!1...grrrrrrr......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While tossing and turning on my bed, i glanced at my handphone, and this number appears: 2.22&lt;br /&gt;Wah.....how come coincidence happened twice!!i would ask my friends later about this phenomena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i started my day. What a super hectic day.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early, feeling very sleepy. Need some time to collect all my soul before getting up (read: ngumpulin nyawa)&lt;br /&gt;Discussion was ok. it ended at 1, and i quite understood what happened in the discussion.&lt;br /&gt;Then i was supposed to go for kuksa meeting at 12, which of course i did not go since the thing ended at 1.&lt;br /&gt;And my coordinator has been bugging me to come for another meeting at 1 about sponsorship (she was afraid i would escape the meeting..muahahhaha)..btw we got all the money required!yay!&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla and it was 3 pm, and i had to go back alone, since the rest went home already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had so many to do list for today:&lt;br /&gt;calling the company, asking when i should come to pass the letter&lt;br /&gt;arrange transportation with the transportation committee&lt;br /&gt;ask dis to send the symbol of the letter&lt;br /&gt;wrap my books&lt;br /&gt;and it's not easy, you know. I kept getting different kinds of instruction from my coordinator..and i still dunno whether tomorrow i will pass the letter or not..haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DID I MENTION THAT when i came out from the bus stop, it rained HEAVILY. So my maid and I, with our motorcycles, kena RAIN VERY HEAVILY larrrrr.......arghhhhhhhhhhhh...like wet inside out. wew..and all my papers and everything i was actually chilled throughout the journey home. Yah. Cold and sleepy. Luckily i had my lunch earlier so it did not end up cold and sleepy and hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to thank everybody who gave me t-shirts today!!!yay!thx for the birthday present guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and this is the information i found out in the web:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The 22 almost always deals with the productive part of your life; your job, your responsibilities, your creativity.&lt;br /&gt;You are either ignoring opportunities, or you are afraid of the potential results - even if they are promising (or precisely because they are promising). You are quite possibly at a stage in your life when the door is open to a promised land. Very scary. Can you handle it?&lt;br /&gt;The great Russian master Gurdjev, talks about "extra effort." This is the secret to success on all levels of life; material, spiritual, emotional. In a nutshell, the explanation is this. People who do not put forth effort end up losing every opportunity and every chance of real happiness. They are the losers among us. Poor, unhappy, and full of self-pity. Petty crime, jealousy, anger, cynicism, lost love, and blaming every one but themselves, is a loser's daily experience.&lt;br /&gt;Those of us who understand the need for effort and live up to that, do fine. Perhaps not rich, perhaps not involved in the perfect relationship, perhaps not anywhere near as successful as we think we deserve to be, we nonetheless muddle on in relative peace and contentment. We have our friends, we have a job, we have opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;Than there are those who have it in their nature to apply extra effort to everything they do. They don't just do their jobs. They do it better than is required. They apply themselves completely to everything they do. They are perfectionists. They demand the most of themselves. And not just in their jobs. Their spiritual experiences also reflect this. They don't accept anything because it is easy, or convenient, or expected, or comfortable. They search and sacrifice. They question, and they put everything on the line for just one more little bit of understanding. They risk friendships and romance in the search for knowledge. On the emotional plane, they are hard and unforgiving to themselves, but compassionate and generous to others. They don't make excuses or try to shift the blame.&lt;br /&gt;And, lo and behold, there is balance in all things; they reach a happiness and contentment, an inner peace and visible spiritual strength that is recognized and admired by many. They win. They always reap their rewards.&lt;br /&gt;This is Gurdjev's lesson: Effort is always rewarded exponentially.&lt;br /&gt;If the 22 is found prominent within a number pattern that just keeps popping up in your life, it means you have it in you to become a person for whom the path of extra effort is the natural path. You just need to shift gears. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, it was so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1023433210481923819?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1023433210481923819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1023433210481923819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1023433210481923819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1023433210481923819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-with-numerology.html' title='The One With Numerology'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-2801018921304826680</id><published>2008-02-09T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T12:34:40.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES WE CAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES WE CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We know the battle ahead will be long, but always remember that no&lt;br /&gt;matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can withstand the&lt;br /&gt;power of millions of voices calling for change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics who will&lt;br /&gt;only grow louder and more dissonant in the weeks to come. We've been&lt;br /&gt;asked to pause for a reality check. We've been warned against&lt;br /&gt;offering the people of this nation false hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been&lt;br /&gt;anything false about hope. For when we have faced down impossible&lt;br /&gt;odds; when we've been told that we're not ready, or that we shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;try, or that we can't, generations of Americans have responded with a&lt;br /&gt;simple creed that sums up the spirit of a people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes we can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;VOTE FOR OBAMA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-2801018921304826680?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/2801018921304826680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=2801018921304826680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2801018921304826680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2801018921304826680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/02/yes-we-can.html' title='YES WE CAN'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-5122231308366417257</id><published>2008-02-02T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T20:44:32.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ONe With Supernatural</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ONe With Supernatural&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was watching supernatural and realised that those guys have a good sense of humour. MUahaha. I mean some of the lines are pretty funny...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is from the ROOSEVELT ASYLUM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(background: gavin was kissing a girl, whom he thought was his girlfriend. It turned out that the girl is an old lady ghost, whose face was pretty messed-up. So when Sam asked him about what the ghost did to him, he answered)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gavin: She kissed me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sam: Erm, but she didn't hurt you physically?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gavin: Dude, she kissed me! I'm scarred for life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MUahahahaha... I love these people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-5122231308366417257?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/5122231308366417257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=5122231308366417257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5122231308366417257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5122231308366417257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-with-supernatural.html' title='The ONe With Supernatural'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-836050476113404416</id><published>2008-02-01T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T12:07:21.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Golden Compass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The One With Golden Compass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finished reading Golden Compass. Yeps, the whole three books: The Northern Light, The Subtle Knife, and  The Amber Spyglass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first book is nice, but i sorta lost interest on the second and third book (maybe because i read it in my laptop, it is such a pain for the eye)&lt;br /&gt;And the third book makes me confused..like what is the role of dr malone as the serpent?!!! and then the god just get imprisoned by one of the angel?!what is that supposed to mean...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but two words to describe Mrs Coulter (yeps, nicole kidman acted as this woman in the movie) : MANIPULATIVE B****&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-836050476113404416?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/836050476113404416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=836050476113404416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/836050476113404416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/836050476113404416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-with-golden-compass.html' title='The One With Golden Compass'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-4221661901580283172</id><published>2008-01-19T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T13:00:18.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With A Day With Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With A Day With Alice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, yesterday i went out to TA with alice, and I DROVE the car.&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite an enriching experience, you know, putting the life of your friend in jeopardy, but thankfully everything went Okay. Except for that tiny part of parking (A LOT, maybe)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Alice who commented honestly that she had a pleasant journey throughout (or maybe that is a white lie?!- daripada diturunin di jalan, terus disuruh jalan ke TA), except for the parking part of course. My car totally went in the wrong direction, and if you see my car amongst other cars, people can surely comment "what a terrible driver"&lt;br /&gt;This whole journey has brought alice to realise how she must appreciate her driver, BAry, who drove much much better than me. muahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about the driving. TA outing was fun! We ate that penang thingy nearby the skyrink and gosh i was so happy to see so many singapore food there! i mean carrot cake in Indonesia?!!!where else can i find those things. And milk tea is also there!yay! two thumbs up for the restaurant to offer such food in this boring country.&lt;br /&gt;Ehm. We spent the whole evening going in and out of swimsuit stores, until we finally found one in metro department store.  Ah. Not forgetting to mention planet sport who does not have the spirit of selling swimsuit. I mean, come one, i can't even see the racks of swimsuit from outside?!!&lt;br /&gt;Alice and I went from one store to another, trying this and that clothes (the weird weird one) and she persuaded me to buy this top (which i won't really wear, but still buy it anyway...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for the next outing with Alice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-4221661901580283172?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/4221661901580283172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=4221661901580283172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4221661901580283172'/><link rel='self' 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Engkaulah jiwakuAkulah PenjagamuAkulah PelindungmuAkulah PendampingmuDi setiap langkah-langkahmuPernahku Menyakiti HatimuPernah kau melupakan janji iniSemua Karena kita ini manusiaAkulah PenjagamuAkulah PelindungmuAkulah PendampingmuDi setiap langkah-langkahmu[Chorus:]Kau bawa dirikuKedalam hidupmuKau basuh dirikuDengan rasa sayangSenyummu juga sedihmu adalah HidupkuKau sentuh cintaku dengan lembutDengan sejuta warna&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-4159613587181523447?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/4159613587181523447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=4159613587181523447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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endodontics is quite a screw-up case.&lt;br /&gt;and i got A for my skill's lab --&gt; yes, after all those times spent being scolded, going back and forth to radio lab, repeating my onlay TWICE...how?i mean how can i deserve  an A for that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;tmrw gg out with a friend to find a gift for another friend.&lt;br /&gt;and then the day after tmrw i got to go for baksos thingy from dusk till dawn. muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out that one of my students is a psycho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a life i got.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-2841088765251488212?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/2841088765251488212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Happy New Year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's been a year.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR everybody!&lt;br /&gt;goodbye endodontics block (and hopefully i did not need to repeat the exam - cross my fingers)&lt;br /&gt;may this year be a much better year, a year with more fun and happiness!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started my holiday already!&lt;br /&gt;(hi5!)&lt;br /&gt;although i have been busy with sending out those proposals to those companies...&lt;br /&gt;it's still a holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all of my friends who are spending their time in indon, have fun yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-5764345757937447225?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6681488485521630648</id><published>2007-12-24T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T21:38:07.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Christmas Eve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's christmas eve!&lt;br /&gt;Merry christmas everybody! may your day be merry and bright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what do i do during christmas eve?&lt;br /&gt;studying for exam&lt;br /&gt;hakhakhakhakhakhakahk....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6681488485521630648?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6681488485521630648/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-581076758630476536</id><published>2007-12-22T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T00:21:51.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One When I Turn 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The One When I Turn 22&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I turn 22 today!yay! (and oh no, i am getting older!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BIG THANKS to everybody who wished me all the good luck:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jeng, lice, yeanching, lit, cai, nad, dis, debs, peg, eme, arum, astri, vane, aina, mit, cin, dhi, lov, bet, jck, rene, nez, jes, tri. lien, dita, dit, kath, ya, jan, shul, na, ris, lia, car, vid, uli, moi, din, andri, beck, bang herry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lys! DANIEL AND ELAINE (yes i wrote both of your name in CAPITAL LETTERS)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eddie - dear husband&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's been a great 22 years. and i am looking forward for future years!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and thanks for all the present too!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(and i think YOU need to slow down)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-581076758630476536?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/581076758630476536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=581076758630476536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/581076758630476536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/581076758630476536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-when-i-turn-22.html' title='The One When I Turn 22'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-4991988346580193133</id><published>2007-12-17T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T22:29:01.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Random Comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Random Comments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things i would like to comment today:&lt;br /&gt;1. onlay totally sux. i lagged a lab session because the stupid machine didn't work&lt;br /&gt;2. endo also sux. argh. exam on the 27 and 28...&lt;br /&gt;3. blue christmas. DUH. should i explain the reason&lt;br /&gt;4. turning 22 very SOON.&lt;br /&gt;5. i am so confused rite now. what to do what to do.&lt;br /&gt;6.tomorrow pleno...wew...&lt;br /&gt;7. Hady, asian idol? SERIOUSLY?! - might as well send mike louis as a rep from indon...sure win one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-4991988346580193133?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/4991988346580193133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=4991988346580193133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4991988346580193133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4991988346580193133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-with-random-comments.html' title='The One With Random Comments'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-748049609918790686</id><published>2007-12-09T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T00:35:37.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One WIth Good News and Bad News</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Good News and Bad News&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news is, exam is postponed, and i don't need to take remedial exam for conservation dentistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad news is, the exam is postponed until AFTER CHRISTMAS (hakhakhakhakhakhak......nervous laughter)...which means for the first time in my life, i will spend my christmas memorising endodontic stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life sux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-748049609918790686?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/748049609918790686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=748049609918790686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/748049609918790686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/748049609918790686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-with-good-news-and-bad-news.html' title='The One WIth Good News and Bad News'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-4054735319037758769</id><published>2007-12-02T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T15:01:00.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Big Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With The Big Event&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest, two new professors were formally announced. one from radiology, one from dm.&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends and I were invited to be part of the committee cos one of the professor is the coordinator for my group.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was fun. You get to meet those high-ranked people in the uni from all other faculties and this kind of event was good for you to get to know more lecturers and professors.&lt;br /&gt;although i was so tired yest (i stood for so many hours, with my yellow jacket put on), it was a truly enriching experience, and of course i got to know more gossips from the past from those doctors in radiology.muahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i knew that one of them got ditched by his girlfriend while they are almost married&lt;br /&gt;i knew that one of the ex dean was an ex president of the studen't council who got many respects from the other doctors&lt;br /&gt;i knew that one of the doctors was forbade from doing odontectomy because he forgot to wore his cap (he paid for the patient, and later for the oral surgeon specialist who finally performed the od for him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a farewell to one of my favourite doctor, who had to move to trinidad and tobago to follow her husband. Wish you all the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is another monday and things have to start all over again until next friday comes.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-4054735319037758769?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/4054735319037758769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=4054735319037758769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4054735319037758769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4054735319037758769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-with-big-event.html' title='The One With The Big Event'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-669112290184564382</id><published>2007-11-26T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:46:30.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Leaving Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Leaving Late&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIDIA PARAMITA!!! TODAY IS YOUR DUE DATE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;panjang umur sehat selalu dan cepat jadi insinyur yak...hehhehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i wanted to congratulate you today through sms after i discovered some problems:&lt;br /&gt;a.i dunno the time diff between here and us&lt;br /&gt;b. i dun have your hp no, if i sent it to your indon hp no you would probably not read it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lab surprisingly okay today. No problem with m. YET. but i'm still lagging behind the others as i am trying to find the master apical cone, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentzmeeting was a havoc as usual, running around to find who is playing and who is not.&lt;br /&gt;So it ended quite late, ard 530.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately a friend of mine offered to send me home!how sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;so i did not end up taking busway ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-669112290184564382?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/669112290184564382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=669112290184564382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/669112290184564382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/669112290184564382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-with-leaving-late.html' title='The One With Leaving Late'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3479778809531841122</id><published>2007-11-24T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:51:36.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The End Of The Day,..finally..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;The One With The End Of The Day..finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh today is so hectic. i've got so many things to do although yest was a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;going for discussion from 8-12, manage to capture the learning issues from the book and upload it immediately in my friends' laptop and divide the task evenly.&lt;br /&gt;So you think my day is over.&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;I had to rush for lunch, dividing the group task, photocopied some books, went for meeting with mon&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting to get the flowers from my friend's driver and wrapped them with the others, surprisingly not the people who were supposed to wrap it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, then must wait for the rest until 6 pm&lt;br /&gt;then can go to kemang foodfest to sell the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;We struggled to sell those 50 flowers, until we finally sold all of them and got 550 000 rupiahs.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha not bad rite, within 2 hours we raised that amount.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, i am so super duper tired with all those activities, trying to persuade people to buy, walking from one restaurant to another while advertising our fundraising project...haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got home with a friend of a friend of mine and it was so weird.blah.&lt;br /&gt;i should have gone back to school and be picked up there.&lt;br /&gt;More task to come next week:&lt;br /&gt;mon - dm&lt;br /&gt;tues - ecomp&lt;br /&gt;wed - dm&lt;br /&gt;thurs - holiday&lt;br /&gt;friday - sell flowers again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday come faster&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3479778809531841122?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3479778809531841122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3479778809531841122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3479778809531841122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3479778809531841122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-with-end-of-dayfinally.html' title='The One With The End Of The Day,..finally..'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6505812772149198703</id><published>2007-11-19T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:34:15.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagi lagi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lagi lagi...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, seperti biasanya, ini hari senin, yaitu hari praktium, dan hari untuk komplain.&lt;br /&gt;Maaf ya para pembaca blog saya, media ini jadi ajang komplain hari-hari saya.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, seperti saya pernah bilang sebelumnya, saya one step behind my friend dari praktikum, gara-gara insiden guttap itu.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, hari ini saya datang pagi dengan maksud untuk mengisi i saya. lalalalla..mengapa saya selalu dapat jackpot. Pagi-pagi si dr yg tanggung jawab praktikum mood sedang jelek sekali dan bisa kelihatan dari mukanya yg kata orang-orang bak bidadari (sumpah, mereka bilang dokter ini cantik sekali) tapi ketus.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, untungnya dr yg in charge kelompok saya datang dan saya diperbolehkan meneruskan setelah menunggu kurang lebih1 jam ketika grup pagi sedang quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi saya isi itu i. Ya ampun, repot sekali. banyak pasta kalsium hidroksida yang terpeper kemana-mana, lalu finger spreader no. 30 saya hilang (but in returns, i have found 3 tweezers and a cement spatle this block...)&lt;br /&gt;dan setelah di foto, i saya ternyata OVER...&lt;br /&gt;aduh.&lt;br /&gt;aduh.&lt;br /&gt;nasib saya malang sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya sudahlah. yang penting i sudah beres, sekarang konsentrasi ke p saya yg under 0.5 mm.&lt;br /&gt;yes, in endodontics, even 0.5 mm is bloody important.&lt;br /&gt;Secara pengawas praktikum hanya 2 orang, ngantri minta acc juga lama sekali, mana perut saya penuh udara gara-gara salah minum kemarin malam. Lapar banget.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, at the end of the day, saya baru sampai medikasi saluran akar, ditumpat sementara pun belum, apalagi preparasi molar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susah sekali memasukkan semen itu sampai menutup seluruh orifis, apalagi pakai lentulo. Saya saja masih bingung gerakannya bagaimana. Terlalu banyak gerakan yg dipelajari blok ini, dari reaming, circumferential filling, trus yg seperti bandul, mana lagi ditambah gerakan lentulo ini. Aduh pusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untung gigi syaa belum ada yg ganti. Saya lihat teman-teman saya ada yg giginya fraktur, perfor, jarum tersumbat di dalam, dll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you think that's the end of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan salah.&lt;br /&gt;dalam keadaan perut masih lapar dan otak puyeng karena praktikum dari pagi, saya selaku panitia dentzmeeting harus standby di lapangan untuk acara pembukaan, apalagi hari ini ada perttandingan tenis meja dimana saya jadi pjnya.&lt;br /&gt;Saya harus mutar muter cari perwakilan angkatan untuk tau daftar peserta, lalu adapula peserta yg keberatan dengan masalah denda apabila tidak memakai baju or, dll.&lt;br /&gt;Untung semuanya akhirnya berjalan lancar, dan saya dan lov pun bisa pulang dengan tenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan dihadang macet,&lt;br /&gt;took 1.5 hours from school to ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah let's call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;ambil hikmahnya saja..semakin banyak masalah yg dihadapi dalam praktium, semakin banyak ilmu yang saya pelajari, makin lancar pula co-ass saya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6505812772149198703?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6505812772149198703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6505812772149198703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6505812772149198703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6505812772149198703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/11/lagi-lagi.html' title='Lagi lagi..'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-8025034748722082626</id><published>2007-11-16T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T20:43:35.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Another Complaint</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Another Complaint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahha (blog ini lagi-lagi dimulai dengan sebuah nervous laughter..)&lt;br /&gt;seperti biasanya, minggu ini adalah minggu yang SANGAT AMAT MELELAHKAN...&lt;br /&gt;yang ini lebih mentally daripada physically (fisiknya ada juga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi&lt;br /&gt;tidak lain dan tidak bukan masalah praktikum lagi, yang benar benar buat saya frustasi&lt;br /&gt;Tentu saja hal ini disebabkan oleh masalah gutap nyangkup di apeks gigi i saya. Gara-gara itu, secara tidak langsung, saya kena marah habis-habisan oleh supervisor praktikum saya. DUA KALI. oleh sebab yang berbeda, benar-benar membuat saya ingin marah-marah (yah, meskipun ada juga kesalahan saya di situ)&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi yang tidak saya suka adalah cara dia memandang kami, seakan-akan kami adalah mahasiswa mahasiswi bodoh dan dia adalah dewa yang bisa segalanya (oh btw, that's HER literal name). Tidak seperti guru-guru saya si singapur, yang benar-benar kasih support kepada murid-muridnya kalau kami tidak faham (bahkan sampai dikejar-kejar untuk ikut remedial lesson, yes, i'm the guilty person for GP remedial.muahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;yah, begitulah minggu ini dimulai dengan hari senin yang sangat kelam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untungnya masalah itu sudah hampir beres. Jadi, ada 2 orang teman saya lagi yang mengalami masalah yang sama dengan saya, Saya disuruh mencari hedgestorm file yang lengkap dari nomor yang paling kecil sampai besar untuk mengeluarkan gutap tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;Yang saya bawa ternyata bukan H file tetapi K file., sampai saya harus mutar-muter satu fakultas untuk pinjam H file sampai akhirnya meminjam H file no. 15 dari seorang kakak klinik (dan saya belum mengembalikannya hingga hari ini).&lt;br /&gt;Saya sudah siap-siap kena marah saja hari itu (hari rabu). Dan yang membuat saya kesal lagi adalah, saya sudah menyelesaikan KGU p saya, dan saya harus menunggu dokter tersebut selama a freaking 1.5 hour because she was super duper busy scolding others.&lt;br /&gt;untungnya saya tidak kena marah dan langsung disuruh ganti KGU dan rontgen, sampai &lt;strong&gt;3 KALI :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. mahkota terpotong (x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. salah satu akar p memakai gutap biasa (x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. foto yang benar, dengan memakai gutap protaper (untuk orang awam, ini adalah 6 butir jarum endodontik yang gampang patah dengan harga 60,000 per butirnya). Fotonya pun under (dibawah working length)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya hari ini harus berputar-putar cari si dokter sampai akhirnya kgu sudah di acc tapi baru boleh mengisi hari senin. Well, i don't even bother with my marks anymore, i just want to pass this semester asap and starts with a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah begitulah, susah-susah dan berat-berat saya membawa toolbox (seharga 2 juta beserta segala peralatan di dalamnya, yang hampir saya tinggalkan di ruang diskusi), ternyata belum boleh mengisi.&lt;br /&gt;Beginilah hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan banyak sekali kegiatan minggu-minggu depan&lt;br /&gt;Setiap senin harus stand by untuk tenis meja&lt;br /&gt;minggu ke 4, 1 dan 2 harus keliling kelinling mengantar sponsor&lt;br /&gt;belum lagi harus membantu mempersiapkan acara pelantikan profesor profesor baru di fakultas kedokteran.&lt;br /&gt;Dan saya tidak mengerti sama sekali diskusi hari ini (dengan segala triad endodontik dan epinephrine nya dan lain lalinnya)&lt;br /&gt;Uh&lt;br /&gt;Ingin komplain komplain terus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, kepada mereka yang lagi exam, semoga berjaya! saya selalu mendoakan anda semua!&lt;br /&gt;wish u some of my luck (because i might need the other some to survive here)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-8025034748722082626?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/8025034748722082626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=8025034748722082626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8025034748722082626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8025034748722082626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-with-another-complaint.html' title='The One With Another Complaint'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1159850712572299730</id><published>2007-11-10T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T01:35:31.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With HECTIC WEEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With HECTIC WEEK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i want to write more complaints about my life.&lt;br /&gt;Especially this week. heck. so busy=(&lt;br /&gt;i've been sleeping like 3-4 hours per day only, busy with this meeting and that meeting, and of course, not forgetting to mention my dear lab session which can seriuosly drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, monday's lab session was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday began quite ok. celebrating alys's bday and then went out with her for some treats. And being in Jkt, the traffic was horrendous and it took me abt 2 hours from bellagio to home. Then, suddenly my nagging tutee asked for tuition because on wed she would have exam. Fine. It was okay until 8. Followed by reading abt lab for wed and read a bit for my report on friday.&lt;br /&gt;On wed, lab as usual.  Damn difficult to drill that premolars and find the root canals. Took almost 2 hours, and then my gutta percha could not reach the working length. Take radiograph and found out that the gutap was right on the apex, which was bad. Clinic was closed and i had to return the models back to the cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;Thurs. Supposed to be HOLIDAY but because of dm meeting i had to be back at school by 7, and of course to deal with those radiograph thingy, making some adjustment. I had to up my gutap no in order to get the tug back and took the radiograph. Surprise surprise i found out that there was some guttap that was detached from the main guttap and stuck on the apices, which explained why i could not get the required working length and why there would be a gap of radiolucency between two radiopaque. HOW AWESOME. could not get it out. Worst case scenario, i had to REDO THE WHOLE THING start from the beginning. CRAP. and the instructor refused to let us take radiograph / making adjustment out of lab session which was so UNFAIR. Yes. So down that i finally cancelled two tuition that day and started doing my report, sending it to my group friends and print it. SLept at 3.&lt;br /&gt;Friday. second discussion was fine. Actually i had many meetings today but suddenly one got cancelled. went for tm for dm, giving tuition, and decided to give myself a treat to finish the whole episodes of the OC (the fourth season was funny!!!=))&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, typing this  blog, and had only a few hours of sleep before i had to head to gelora bung karno for tensi on sat. yes. awesome right. everyday, even on holiday, i had to wake up early because of stupid reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am physically and mentally drained this week.&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be worst, once dm started (duh, i was po for table tennis, and i had not found any volunteers for the referee yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;AAAAARggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1159850712572299730?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1159850712572299730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1159850712572299730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1159850712572299730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1159850712572299730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-with-hectic-week.html' title='The One With HECTIC WEEK'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-2830670831286375687</id><published>2007-10-31T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:50:37.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Two Days Of Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Two Days of Hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atas request dari Alice di oz, saya akhirnya memutuskan untuk mencampur blog ini dengan blog bahasa indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;begini.&lt;br /&gt;jadi minggu ini saya baru mulai blok endodontik..bagi orang awam yang tidak tahu apa itu endodontik, itu semacam ilmu kedokteran gigi yang merawat penyakit penyakit pulpa dan lesi periapikal. Yah begitulah. Jadi intinya, email dan dentin yang biasa jadi pertahanan gigi sudah habis dibabat kuman sehingga ruang pulpa terekspos semua, gigi pun bisa sakit sakitan..i mean like throbbing pain and everything like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iya, jadi seperti biasa, saya mau komplain tentang lab yang bener-bener bikin orang jadi gila.&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya begini.&lt;br /&gt;Hari senin kemarin, saya ada praktikum pertama menananm gigi. Ok. Tanem gigi ok ok saja. Yang susah itu cari gigi yang mau ditanam. Karena banyak sekali persyaratannya, seperti tidak boleh ada karies, tidak boleh ada lubang pada bagian apeks, mahkota harus utuh dan sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;Selain susahnya cari gigi gigi tersebut, pemberitahuan tentang gigi gigi yang dicari juga sangatlah singkat. Saya baru menerima berita tentang perlunya membawa gigi pada hari minggu!padahal hari senin saya harus menananm gigi di gips. Alhasil, saya telepon ke sana sini, tanya tanya kakak kakak kelas apakah mereka punya spare gigi. Sampai minggu malam saya benar benar tidak bisa mendapat premolar atas berakar 2. AKAR NYA 2. which is so damn difficult to find lah.&lt;br /&gt;Untungnya, pagi paginya saya berhasil membeli gigi gigi tersebut di kampus. Benar ladies and gentleman, ada bisnis gigi. Satu gigi berharga 10000, bahkan yang langka sekali bisa dihargai 30,000. Can you believe that. Dulu mami saya juga harus ke kuburan yang dibongkar untuk mencari gigi tersebut, Ada pula senior yang harus bolak balik ke kamar mayat untuk nego dengan pengurus kamar mayat rscm untuk membeli gigi mayat mayat yang tidak diklaim oleh keluarganya. How pathetic our lives are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masalahnya belum tuntas sampai di situ saja.&lt;br /&gt;Sesudah saya tanam giginya, saya rontgen foto itu. Saya pun senang begitu melihat hasilnya yang lumayan bagus dan sudah di acc dosen.&lt;br /&gt;Setelah saya sampai di rumah dan hendak menggambar gigi pada buku praktikum, saya baru menyadari bahwa film saya TERTUKAR dengan orang lain. akar premolarnya bukan 2. Gigi yang dipakai gigi 21 sementara di foto gigi 11. Dan saya baru menyadarinya sekitar pukul 7 malam sementara foto tersebut diperlukan keesokan harinya untuk lab jam 8 untuk estimasi letak kamar pulpa.&lt;br /&gt;Saya bingung mau foto rontgen di mana. Tempat rekan mami saya sangat jauh. Akhirnya saya telepon teman saya yang tantenya punya alat rontgen. Kalau di kampus saya bisa foto gratis dengan modal makasih sama bapak penjaganya, di dokter gigi yang satu ini saya di charge 25.000 sekali foto. Hampir saya mau pingsan. itu pun sudah dikorting dari harga normal 50000 karena saya kenal dengan teman saya itu.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi hari itu saya lebih miskin 50000, dengan hasil foto yang sangat amat MENGECEWAKAN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sebelum saya berlanjut ke misery no. 3, saya mau bercerita tentang dosen yang satu ini.&lt;br /&gt;Blok konservasi yang lalu, saya mendapat fasilitator yang cukup asyik sekali. Dia menjadi fasilitator tetap kelompok kami and throughout the whole 2 months we all bond quite well.&lt;br /&gt;Tampangnya muda sekali dan tidak ada yang mengira kalau ternyata dia sudah bersuami dan beranak. Ya ampun, muka nya itu seperti baru lulus klinik.&lt;br /&gt;ANyway.&lt;br /&gt;dia yang selalu membela kelompok saya kalau kami diskusi terlalu lama atau dicaci maki bos blok. Dia pun memandang kami sebagai teman, di mana memanggil dengan sebutan gua dan elu adalah hal yang biasa bagi kami (bayangkan dengan dosen lain, yang kalau salah panggil dokter -seharusnya professor - bisa marah marah luar biasa)&lt;br /&gt;sayangnya dia akan pindah ke trinidad and tobago (anda tidak sedang salah baca) untuk mengikuti suaminya yang bertugas di sana dan kelompok kami pun sangat kehilangan beliau.,&lt;br /&gt;Aduh saya jadi ngomong terlalu panjang,&lt;br /&gt;Intinya, ketika saya lagi dirundung kemalangan tentang foto radiografi yang benar benar urgent itu, saya pun sms dia untuk tanya jam berapa klinik radiologi buka. Dia menjawab bahwa baru buka jam 8, dan dia berkata bahwa saya harus menemui petugas radiologinya sendiri karena dia tidak akan ada di kampus pukul 8 pagi.&lt;br /&gt;Malamnya pun saya sms lagi kalau saya sudah foto yang harganya mencekik leher tersebut sambil ngomel ngomel ke dia.&lt;br /&gt;Baru esok paginya dia reply kalau dia sebenarnya berencana untuk datang ke kampus pagi itu untuk membantu saya dengan foto radiograf saya...&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwww...baik sekali..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berlanjut ke kekesalan nomor 3.&lt;br /&gt;Saya pagi ini lab seperti biasa. mengebor kamar pulpa dan preparasi saluran akar. hanya susahnya saya tidak bisa menemukan orificenya mesti sudah di bor sampai dalam dalam. Jam 10.45 baru saya menemukan orificenya, mana saya harus rontgen lagi di klinik konservasi.&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya saya skip setengah jam lab radio dan bertiga dengan 2 teman saya yang lain untuk memasukkan jarum jarum ke dalam gigi yang sampai sekarang saya masih bingung gunanya untuk apa.&lt;br /&gt;Pokoknya saya sebal saja kenapa waktu 2 jam 45 menit yang diperlukan untuk menemukan saluran akar sementara orang lain bisa menemukannya dalam 2 jam mungkin?!&lt;br /&gt;kata instruktur lab saya saluran akar gigi 21 saya posisinya agak aneh dan saya harus terus mengebor sampai saluran pulpa terbuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah begitulah kekesalan saya sama yang namanya praktikum. dan saya yakin masih banyak kekesalan kekesalan lainnya yang bisa saya tulis dalam 2bulan ke depan.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-2830670831286375687?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/2830670831286375687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=2830670831286375687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2830670831286375687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2830670831286375687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-with-two-days-of-hell.html' title='The One With Two Days Of Hell'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-9114179562877544160</id><published>2007-10-25T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T14:41:06.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The End of Conservation Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With The End Of Conservation Block&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam is finally over!!!ahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;although my mde exam is very kacau or my radio exam also dunno like what and just know i dunno whether the patient got torus or geographic tongue (i just wrote all possible normal variation..lebih baik ada daripada tidak ada dan salah...,)&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;no more drilling of tooth and put restoration material...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;although holiday is short, and tomorrow i still need to go uni,.at least i can relax for two three days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endo end faster lah..29 dec so long!!1 (believe it or not, they held exam during christmas period, not on the 25th, but still....holiday..christmas holiday..and i still need to study for exam...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this semester ended, next sem will be damn slack : periodontics and pedodontics.&lt;br /&gt;the senior said that we only need to go uni 2 days per week. HAHAHAHA..no lab...who can beat that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALICE!!!so sorry i dun send u any card cos i;ve been so busy with exam preparation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-9114179562877544160?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/9114179562877544160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=9114179562877544160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/9114179562877544160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/9114179562877544160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-with-end-of-conservation-block.html' title='The One With The End of Conservation Block'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-7852120415095277983</id><published>2007-10-19T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:53:46.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Little Superhero Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Little Superhero Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a little girl&lt;br /&gt;Trying to conquer the whole wild world&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;And I just don't know where to run&lt;br /&gt;I've got work piled up to my head&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is jump into bed&lt;br /&gt;And wash away my troubles with lemonade&lt;br /&gt;Play hide and seek with the boy next door&lt;br /&gt;Take a trip to Singapore&lt;br /&gt;And imagine how i'll make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a good disguise&lt;br /&gt;One where nobody can recognize&lt;br /&gt;That I'm feeling so small&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a secret weapon&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta have faith&lt;br /&gt;Zapping monsters into outer space&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be a Superhero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-na-na-na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a little girl&lt;br /&gt;Trying to clean up the whole wide world&lt;br /&gt;I'd kick the bad boys back to school&lt;br /&gt;Teach them fighting's just not cool&lt;br /&gt;I'd give every kid a teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;Turn starving people into millionaires&lt;br /&gt;Break glass ceilings with dynamite&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle a little sugar and spice&lt;br /&gt;Turn the bullies that terrorize&lt;br /&gt;Into pink poodles that bark but don't bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a good disguise&lt;br /&gt;One where nobody can recognize&lt;br /&gt;That I'm feeling so small&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a secret weapon&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta have faith&lt;br /&gt;Zapping monsters into outer space&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be a Superhero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Na-na-na-na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Superhero Girl&lt;br /&gt;Little Superhero Girl&lt;br /&gt;Save me&lt;br /&gt;Little Superhero Girl&lt;br /&gt;Little Superhero Girl&lt;br /&gt;Save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a little girl&lt;br /&gt;Trying to conquer the whole wide world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this song!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-7852120415095277983?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/7852120415095277983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=7852120415095277983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7852120415095277983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7852120415095277983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-with-little-superhero-girl.html' title='The One With Little Superhero Girl'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3316424787465978951</id><published>2007-10-14T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T03:21:51.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Study Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Study Break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this term is so hectic..and exam is in one week time.sigh...&lt;br /&gt;i have to study all the topics which are so vague because due to the pbl system, i don't even know whether certain topics need to be learned or not?! or whether the info on other topics are sufficient or not. BIG THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there a need to study rubber dam? splinting? malocclusion?!&lt;br /&gt;why they never clarify which things to study and which are not meant for studying.&lt;br /&gt;Make my life so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the problem of occlusion, which i hardly understand at all.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, change in cuspal inclines?! distal rotation of mandible? DEFLECTIVE INCLINE?!what the heck was that?! and they never clarify abt it..so it's sort of memorising blindly the whole thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next term will be much more demanding, with endodontic  block coming, and dentz meeting, and baksos, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3316424787465978951?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3316424787465978951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3316424787465978951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3316424787465978951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3316424787465978951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-with-study-break.html' title='The One With Study Break'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-7737395409600684082</id><published>2007-10-05T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T22:46:55.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Senci</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Senci&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now some of my friends and I went to senci to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it was mon's idea to go and eat together in all you can eat place.&lt;br /&gt;She asked the ppl from our group. she asked poers, and lastly the catholics one.&lt;br /&gt;It was SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;remember those days with me alice cin yeanching vd and lit eating together in sakae sushi&lt;br /&gt;yes sth like that&lt;br /&gt;only that we talk a lot of trick questions, quizzes, and taking many photos there!&lt;br /&gt;we should make it a monthly thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share one of the questions given there.&lt;br /&gt;it took me, mon, be, and jeng to solve it on a piece of paper for sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 cannibals and 3 reverends in an island.&lt;br /&gt;You have to move them to the next island, in the condition that the boat can only fit 2 people. and that the number of cannibals on the island &lt; the number of reverend, so the reverend would not be eaten by the cannibals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes solve this question.&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-7737395409600684082?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/7737395409600684082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=7737395409600684082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7737395409600684082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7737395409600684082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-with-senci.html' title='The One With Senci'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3508356552512254795</id><published>2007-10-04T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T20:16:07.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEBAL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SEBAL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh..saya sebal sekali hari ini...gara-gara apalagi kalo bukan LAB...&lt;br /&gt;lab so shitty&lt;br /&gt;masa preparasi untuk inlay butuh 3 jam?!!! 3 freaking hour and itu  pun belum selesai!!&lt;br /&gt;semua dokter bilang, ini oklusal nya kurang besar..isthmus nya kekecilan...&lt;br /&gt;kavitas saya hancur-hancuran karena dibor berulang-ulang sehingga kedalamannya sudah lebih dari 3 mm..&lt;br /&gt;dan bagian proksimalnya sudah menyentuh prosesus alveolaris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau saya preparasi pada pasien asli sudah pasti dia mengalami kekakuan temporomandibular joint dan berteriak-teriak kesakitan karena saya bor giginya sampai habis dan menyentuh gusi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEBAL SEBAL&lt;br /&gt;saya tadi tidak minta acc pada dosen jackpot saya karena memang dia sedang sibuk demonstrasi untuk malam (dan saya pasti dimaki-maki membuat kavitas tidak karuan)&lt;br /&gt;tapi sama dokter yang satu lagi juga sama saja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mau tahu apa lagi yg membuat saya sebal hari ini?!&lt;br /&gt;bur diamond saya yg berwarna bulat juga hilang entah ke mana..padahal saya tidak pakai bur itu tadi...&lt;br /&gt;mana toolbox saya beratnya tidak keruan karena perlu bawa lampu spiritus etc etc&lt;br /&gt;dan kavitas saya jelek sekali (maaf diulang-ulang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalu ketika saya minta pak kliwon untuk menyimpankan bur tersebut apabila dia melihatnya dan dia menolak saya mentah-mentah.&lt;br /&gt;GO AND DIE MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sangat seballllllllllllllllllll....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3508356552512254795?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3508356552512254795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3508356552512254795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3508356552512254795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3508356552512254795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/10/sebal.html' title='SEBAL!!!'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6388905298630393323</id><published>2007-10-01T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T00:04:31.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With The Joke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How do you put a giraffe into a fridge?&lt;br /&gt;you open the fridge, put the giraffe inside, close the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you put an elephant into a fridge?&lt;br /&gt;You open the fridge, take out the giraffe, put the elephant, close the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When Tarzan held a birthday party, which animal doesn't come?&lt;br /&gt;the elephant, because he got stuck in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You want to cross a river, which has a wooden plank showing that it is a crocodile river, with no bridge. How do you cross it then?&lt;br /&gt;You just swim across it. Because the crocodiles are all gone. They are invited to tarzan's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAME&lt;br /&gt;came from loph...&lt;br /&gt;Huhuhu..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6388905298630393323?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6388905298630393323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6388905298630393323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6388905298630393323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6388905298630393323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-with-joke.html' title='The One With The Joke'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3550211981029315999</id><published>2007-09-30T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T19:53:33.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is our catholic group's weekend..yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;we stayed at pat's villa in puncak and it's been a really great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in charge of the treasure hunt. It's sth like a jurit malam.&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I went there earlier because we were the advance team which means that we had to prepare everything before the people come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, i made 5 posts for the seniors. There were ard 4 people in each post and the new undergrad had to solve the clue in order to get into the post. It was a pretty exciting tradition!&lt;br /&gt;It tested your mental condition -whether you were dare enough to go out there and not being scared of the ghosts ard. Yep, as usual, a senior from the 98 batch told the same ghost stories over and over again each year. But really. sometimes it's really scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, unfortunate events happened that night in which a camera of my senior got stolen during the session. Sigh, and i was in charge of it therefore i felt quite guilty abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i was so tired that night that i had to fall asleep during praying session (and fell asleep again the day after that when the ic of the weekend held a briefing - i slept right under her nose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we invited the po people tooo...hohohohoo....i got to invite two of my po friends to join us..they said that it was fun, only that there was too much hedonism inside, instead of more time spent on spiritual well-being. yes, i fell asleep when she led us to pray. Gosh, it was a bloody long prayer and she kept repeating the same point again and again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed a lot this weekend, felt like those old times in vhall when you got to be in your friend's room every night and told stupid and funny stories.&lt;br /&gt;i told them the story abt the boat thing and the romeo and juliet thing (that lita told me) to them and i got some pretty exciting questions&lt;br /&gt;For eg:&lt;br /&gt;Romeo and Juliet story&lt;br /&gt;o = are there more than one person who died? two people?three people?&lt;br /&gt;(no, of course not, they were not PEOPLE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b = did they unbutton the shirts by themselves? did the killer unbutton their shirts? did they unbutton each other shirts?&lt;br /&gt;(hell no. they didn't even wear shirts. They are fish!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. what a nice week!muahahahhaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3550211981029315999?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3550211981029315999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3550211981029315999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3550211981029315999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3550211981029315999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-with-weekend.html' title='The One With Weekend'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-539776611485454060</id><published>2007-09-25T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:17:39.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Tuition Student</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Tuition Student&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read alice's blog about tuition student today and suddenly inspired to write about them.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, teaching is one hell of a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;So far, i taught maths and physics and sometimes chemistry to 3 students: one in p6, one in sec2, and one in sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's call them X, Y and Z (since i am a maths teacher - loh?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;X and Y are sisters. However, their personalities contradict each other. And it is really really tough to teach them together because their presence will immediately turn my living room into a war zone with me at the no man's land.&lt;br /&gt;They will teased each other or shouted at each other and sometimes hit each other. OH My.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is a generally obedient student, but i found her very very lazy. She is a bit slow, too. I think if she wants to spend a little bit more time for studying, she will do fine. Her basic is really weak.&lt;br /&gt;No problem with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's go to Z. Z is my newest student. Her mom said that she was struggling with her maths (O level - how can you have problems with o's?!  it's freaking easy!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;But she really really put effort on her maths.&lt;br /&gt;Before she was with me, her maths score was really bad, most of the times failed.&lt;br /&gt;Having taught her the basic of each chapter and did some exercises, she could grasp the concept really well and in a matter of weeks she top the class for maths. HAHAHAHHA. of course. who is the teacher?!!!&lt;br /&gt;So her mom starts to advertise me to some of her friends and i get one or two calls now and then. but so far i did not intend to take anymore students since this semester is really really tough and busy,&lt;br /&gt;Wait until i get into periodontics and pedodontics block. 2 days per week for uni.who can beat that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's move to X.&lt;br /&gt;X.&lt;br /&gt;X.&lt;br /&gt;X is really a challenge. She is super duper active and talk a lot and sometimes she did not want to study if she hadn't told me what happen at last night's soap opera, which may take 15 minutes of the time.&lt;br /&gt;She will beg me not to give her many questions, which worked for some of her teachers, but NOT FOR ME. you can mess with them but you can't mess with me. Do the questions or she will never go home that day.&lt;br /&gt;There was once that she really refused to go for tuition. She simply walked in and did not talk at all. Which is irritating. So i ended up teching Y alone and had to scold her the whole time. Such an AP.&lt;br /&gt;And the latest trend of X is that she hated when we were doing algebra question. 2 weeks ago i had to teach only 2 questions for 2 hours + 2 questions that i have taught but she did not understand at all. One week ago i had to teach the same 2 questions for another 2 hour.&lt;br /&gt;WHO CAN TOP THAT?!!!my student won big time!&lt;br /&gt;I even remembered the question well. it goes sth like this: Ms tan has 30 sweets. She gave the sweets to her students such that each student gets 3 sweets. After giving back all the sweets, she has 12 sweets extra. Now, ms tan wanted to give 4 sweets to each student. In order to do so, she has to buy 24 more sweets. Find:&lt;br /&gt;a. the number of students in ms tan's class&lt;br /&gt;b. the number of sweets that she has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X did not understand at all the concept of "let this be this"&lt;br /&gt;She hates to call the number of students as x, etc.&lt;br /&gt;And she will starts asking why ms tan want to give each student 4 sweets in which i have no liberty to answer.&lt;br /&gt;OH wells.&lt;br /&gt;Saya sedang diuji Tuhan....(patient, patient)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-539776611485454060?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/539776611485454060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=539776611485454060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/539776611485454060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/539776611485454060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-with-tuition-student.html' title='The One With Tuition Student'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-4899712052318841184</id><published>2007-09-20T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:19:13.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lab today is a piece of shit. This block is so shitty too...&lt;br /&gt;so busy and so many things to do...sigh..compared with last block..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is site 2 size 2 resin composite. And i get the ultimate dr B. The one that is well known for his perfectionism and high standard of marking.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHHAAH&lt;br /&gt;(nervous laughter)&lt;br /&gt;I laugh nervously quite a lot these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it began quite ok. I mean i could make the preparation and get his approval right away.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was fine up to the point when he went through the question and took the whole lots of time.&lt;br /&gt;You know, in the lab, so many students there, so limited material and instrument,&lt;br /&gt;So we have to share with one another, which make it even longer to do a simple task. like curing, or bonding, or etching. etc&lt;br /&gt;And another thing is when the instructor v ery fussy. You queued long long then he said your tooth not nice so you have to repeat all over again. Gasp. you know my friend get a 1 because she took so long to make the preparation for the cavity.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes the instructor is too ignore-full (such word?!). I mean today i have to wait for him to finish talking with another doctor (for a very superficial and unimportant issue) before i get his marking on my book. Blame all to the instructors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did i mention that i forgot to bring my second premolar and so i almost not able to do lab because of the lack of contact point with adjacent tooth. Luckily i took bea's tooth since her lab is at noon.&lt;br /&gt;And the gypsum could not hold the tooth any longer after we used the ring so it broke away.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another disastrous thing happen to my friend. She did everything up to GIC base., And when the doctor said that the time is up she packed everything and realised that the prepared tooth is missing as it dropped somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Which means that she had to REDO THE WHOLE THING FROM STEP 1. and finished it before 2 since we could not bring the jaw home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing.&lt;br /&gt;I carved my composite very badly because the time was almost up (and with this special instructor of mine, if you handed in the work later than today, your mark would not be maximum - unlike other instructors. Yes. Speed is important)&lt;br /&gt;And when i wanted to show the cured restoration, he did not want to accept it anymore, and i think i need to somehow cover those gross mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, today is a bad day for everybody, and a good day to insult the instructors&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-4899712052318841184?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/4899712052318841184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=4899712052318841184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4899712052318841184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4899712052318841184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/09/arghhhhhhhhh.html' title='ARGHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-8945823205367562021</id><published>2007-09-19T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:48:25.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Joey</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Joey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 4 days ago,there was this kitten with greyish colour that my maid brought home. She said that he was stranded in the place where car usually passed by so many kittens get hit b y car there quite often.  That's why she brought it home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohohohoho&lt;br /&gt;I like the kitten, very cute!and my little sis (who is obsessed with kitten) love him very much and call him Joey.&lt;br /&gt;But joey cannot go inside the house so he must stay in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today he is gone..&lt;br /&gt;(maybe he can't stand being in dark gloomy place all the time)&lt;br /&gt;HIS Loss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-8945823205367562021?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/8945823205367562021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=8945823205367562021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8945823205367562021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8945823205367562021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-with-joey.html' title='The One With Joey'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1200860709573409877</id><published>2007-09-15T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:48:32.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Lab</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Lab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. the second lab, my facilitator was the famous dr. B. The one everybody said very perfectionist and his words can break your heart into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, he is not so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a little bit fussy here and there. but as long as you did it right, he will pose no problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a few incidents that me and my friend encounter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incident 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : this is the picture, from occlusal view and proximal view&lt;br /&gt;he : where is the sagittal view?!&lt;br /&gt;me : eh..ermm.. ok i will draw it first&lt;br /&gt;(i have no idea what a sagittal view is. It turns out that it is the picture with enamel and dentin on it. Luckily who ask no more questions abt sagittal view or i'm so dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incident 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend 1: can you help me check this cavity? (while giving the straight sonde)&lt;br /&gt;he : YOU GIVE ME THE STRAIGHT ONE TO CHECK?!&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHEN TO USE THIS INSTRUMENT?&lt;br /&gt;(while throwing away, yes literally throwing away the book and the instrument.)&lt;br /&gt;Never ever give the wrong instrument, and make sure you know what it is for&lt;br /&gt;apparently it's used for endodontic treatment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?!!he didn't give me the full mark for amalgam restoration because i ask for acc 2 days later!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault, why my facilitator wants to go home early, BEFORE 2. DO YOU KNOW THAT THE LAB ONLY ENDED AT 2?!!&lt;br /&gt;So IRRESPONSIBLE&lt;br /&gt;and asking for their approval is like trying to get signature from well-known artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an entirely different topic.&lt;br /&gt;You know what SUFFERING IS?!&lt;br /&gt;in a busway, standing, with one arm holding bag and radiology textbook, while the other arm holding sturdevant book (yes the precious 1 juta rupiah book), while there is a BLOODY TRAFFIC JAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my left arm ached badly after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1200860709573409877?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1200860709573409877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1200860709573409877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1200860709573409877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1200860709573409877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-with-lab.html' title='The One With Lab'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6031671482026599539</id><published>2007-09-12T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T23:12:51.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With my Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With My Name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday, after first discussion, i told astri to call me when her driver picked her up because i want to nebeng her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being a good student, even after we have finished our discussion, my group still met to discuss how we are going to split the task.&lt;br /&gt;This happened when astri called&lt;br /&gt;dwee : hello?!&lt;br /&gt;astri  : dwee, where r u?&lt;br /&gt;dwee : i'm at building d. Where are u, tri?!&lt;br /&gt;astri  : i'm at gimul (rumah sakit gigi dan mulut pendidikan - as in the teaching hospital)&lt;br /&gt;dwee : ok, you go first, i can go home by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a friend from my group asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is that your sister?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparently she thought that my mom named us according to number&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she thought my first sister's name is eka (one)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then my name is dwee (two)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and my younger sister's name is tri (three)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and my youngest sister's name is catur (four)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;language can be confusing.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;my mom is not that weird lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6031671482026599539?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6031671482026599539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6031671482026599539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6031671482026599539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6031671482026599539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-with-my-name.html' title='The One With my Name'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1684452873518790256</id><published>2007-09-11T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:13:15.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With I Love It! But I Hate It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With I Love It! But I Hate It!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Today's lab is great. I mean for the first time i can actually use the micromotor to make some holes in the tooth cavity, Mine was upper second molar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,. it is very fun you know, drilling the holes, drawing the tooth, applying bases and restoration..HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHHA&lt;br /&gt;nervous laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the doctor is so irritating. it took me so long to get my work approved.&lt;br /&gt;he always complained my drawing lack this and that.&lt;br /&gt;And then when he went for lunch, i tried to get approval from the other doctor who is not my instructor and she said the cavity was ok, and that i could proceed with applying bases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when he came back and i showed my work to him, he said NOOOOOOOOOOOO...&lt;br /&gt;i lacked this and that,&lt;br /&gt;So i must perfect the cavity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is not bad&lt;br /&gt;Must meet my friend's instructor. I think almost all of them are told to ditch the first tooth and drill a new tooth because it is so bad that nothing can be helped again.&lt;br /&gt;Why putting filling need to make different kind of cavities,&lt;br /&gt;why not drill, then just put restoration lah. So simple.&lt;br /&gt;(then everybody can be a dentist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is wednesday. which means there is second discussion for the third topic,&lt;br /&gt;And i obviously knew nothing abt it. I just printed out the whole chunk of report from my friends in my group. And almost all of it talking abt site and size, restoration bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;And tooth discoloration and occlusion.&lt;br /&gt;I knew nothing about occlusion and the book put so many new terms that it confused me much,&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my facilitator is very nice and she is willing to help us a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Wait until exam come&lt;br /&gt;then die die must study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;nervous laughter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1684452873518790256?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1684452873518790256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1684452873518790256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1684452873518790256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1684452873518790256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-with-i-love-it-but-i-hate-it.html' title='The One With I Love It! But I Hate It!'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-2833360678887674955</id><published>2007-09-09T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:37:40.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Mutilated Victim</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Mutilated Victim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having dicussion in building D, when my facilitator's hp rang&lt;br /&gt;f (facilitator) : hello?&lt;br /&gt;p (person)  : (of course i cannot hear what he said)&lt;br /&gt;f : really? yes, i got the head from the mutilated victim&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes. will take the radiograph immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the students: (what?!!!! siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when we talked about examination diagnosis and treatment, she said that asking the person about their medical history is a very important thing. She said it is lucky that we could ask about their medical history. "Unlike my patients, can't even talk right now..." --&gt; cos the head is decapitated alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this person is a victim of mutilation. They only recover the head, dunno where the body is. It has been a custom for all weird kind of criminals activity, if they have some help with identification or storing, they always come to my uni for help.&lt;br /&gt;the other day, Alda (the singer) was stored in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;And then the victims who committed suicide by jumping from the 35th floor.&lt;br /&gt;Now the mutilated victim. i think they want to take radiographic picture..dunno for what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the gross-iness...at least your patients won't sue you for malpractice.&lt;br /&gt;cos they are dead alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole weekends doing report. It sucks big time. Good luck for the next person who are going to make the group report.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-2833360678887674955?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/2833360678887674955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=2833360678887674955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2833360678887674955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2833360678887674955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-with-mutilated-victim.html' title='The One With Mutilated Victim'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-425517136290606726</id><published>2007-09-07T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T19:50:16.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Busy Week Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Busy Week Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, not much to say. I have the same horrible week like last week, and this week i am the one compiling the report so yes, lots and lots of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, still lacking interpretation of radiograph, examination, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know i did sth bad this week. me and be, actually.  Haha. But seriously, it will help us a lot. It's not like only the two of us as the main suspects, the whole group is involved. And it is not our fault that this thing happened, it is just a neglect by a person. Her fault, not ours. I actually feel a little bit sorry for her, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;What happens in the room, stays in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh do you know i hate this city?&lt;br /&gt;It's traffic everyday. This week the govt just raised the price of the highway that many ppl refused to go through the highway and results in many many traffic everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;The other time i left house at 7.30, and reached campus ard 9.30. WTH&lt;br /&gt;buy me a helicopter please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-425517136290606726?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/425517136290606726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=425517136290606726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/425517136290606726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/425517136290606726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-with-busy-week-again.html' title='The One With Busy Week Again'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1667798571813139857</id><published>2007-09-02T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:42:44.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Super Hectic Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Super Hectic Week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been utterly hectic week. It's the first week of school and things are piling up...&lt;br /&gt;Yep haven't experienced this since JC...but different kinda busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me brief you my week&lt;br /&gt;I received my timetable on monday and go straight to discussion 1. Only to realise that disucssion 2 is on wednesday, which means i only have 2 days to look through all the materials and master it in 2 bloody days. Which is of course IMPOSSIBLE. It has been a week and i don't have the time to even look at the radiograph material and the caries risk assessment thingy. CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, those people are stupid. This system is stupid. Luckily i have very open-minded and forward-thinking facilitator (except the one who just went back from england and spoke a lot of actually in his sentence..he has the hair like SBY..please..this is the millennium era..not the 80s)&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The other time she asked us about the difficulty and all so we had the chance to tell them exactly how the system does not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. There is no way to change the timetable, as we know that dentists in this uni is super duper busy. Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;And then i have 3 lab session in a week. Each lab is only about 2 hours long, but sometimes i get the morning, and most of the times i get the afternoon session, which is not a good thing since i will end up sleeping throughout the morning. And because of this double session, i sleep at different time everyday, which obviously disrupt my sleeping pattern.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting to mention about lab report. I have to make so many lab reports, and also the group report, which is difficult since the people in my group came from morning and afternoon session. (breathe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is tuition. Yep, maybe i haven't written that i have one new student. Seriously, the best student i have so far. She always do exercises beforehand so she can ask me if she doesn't know some questions. And with my powerful teaching ability (ya right),  her mark goes up really high. I mean the first test she got 8/30, and the second test she got 35/36. WTH. that one is really an improvent lah.&lt;br /&gt;That's why her mother sort of advertises me a lot to her housewives friends, and within a week i got another call to teach maths and physics for sec 3. Yes, so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;Then this week i got another call from a mother who asked me to teach Physics. Not just physics but Physics A Level, which is scary since i have not touched any phy stuff since 2005. Also, i am running out of time to even cope with my studies. Moreover, A level physics has shifted from solving calculation into problem-oriented question, which i hate even more since i suck at that.&lt;br /&gt;I am not yet of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the wedding, in which i became the bridesmaid. So i have to do fitting on wed after school and went for the wedding on sat which took THE WHOLE DAY. from morning till night and my feet pain real hard. HEELS KILL OUR FEET. That's my new motto. But i think i have to do it since the guy who got married is my guardian back in sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamamia. Yes. We are desperately collecting money for our 2007 weekend that the catholic groups in my uni are separated into 2 groups, the one who sold flower, and the one who saw mammamia on indosiar. Since i lived near the studio, i got the chance to watch the mamammia dut, basically this dangdut talent show of a mother and a daughter. I let myself to be humiliated infront of 200 million people in Indonesia because as a votelog jury, all of us have to &lt;em&gt;ngebor &lt;/em&gt;during the show. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;But the emcee so cute lah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be another week, with more disucssion to come, more lab and more skill's lab to come...and more kids to teach...&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;i want to swim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1667798571813139857?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1667798571813139857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1667798571813139857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1667798571813139857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1667798571813139857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-with-super-hectic-week.html' title='The One With Super Hectic Week'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3868210544289024986</id><published>2007-08-24T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:56:54.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Mr Beasley</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Mr Beasley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't have to drive a fancy car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't have to quote me Shakespeare Just to woo me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see your nervous laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're trying to crack some joke &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well you don't fool me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd like to see your eyes through those goggles that you're wearing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't try to hide away &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Just be yourself Mr. Beasley &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't need your show of attitude &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos it's your soul that makes me fall in love with you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall in love with you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't notice but I see you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the church when you were praying &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You just move me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And my friend Sue she tells me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You've been teaching kids for free &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Philanthropy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd like to see your eyes through those goggles that you're wearing&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to hide away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Just be yourself Mr. Beasley&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your show of attitude&lt;br /&gt;Cos it's your soul that makes me fall in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Fall in love with you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUCH&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;yes. just like the song accidentally in love, i have been playing this song over and over and over again, thanks to vidi who introduced me the song and to yeanching who gave me the song. yes.&lt;br /&gt;You guys should listen, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3868210544289024986?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3868210544289024986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3868210544289024986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3868210544289024986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3868210544289024986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-mr-beasley.html' title='The One With Mr Beasley'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6245657388093155921</id><published>2007-08-23T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T22:46:33.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Singing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Singing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These events happen in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scenario 1 - somewhere in 2005, in Katong Swimming Pool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me and Lita talking in Indon, while we are in the pool)&lt;br /&gt;Me : bla bla bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;Lita: bla bla bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;(Suddenly there is this malay uncle, which stood not far away from us)&lt;br /&gt;Malay uncle: &lt;em&gt;dan mungkin bila nanti..kita kan bertemu lagi.. (mungkin nanti by Peter Pan)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lita : (siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnng)&lt;br /&gt;and we slowly swam away.&lt;br /&gt;I mean what point is the malay uncle trying to prove.&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scenario 2 - today!!! at tangkas swimming pool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was just swimming alone. Cos lita is so far away in ntu)&lt;br /&gt;Me : (swimming towards the end of the pool, and then stop slowly)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese uncle : Oops I did it again.. (by Britney Spears)&lt;br /&gt;No Lah You wish that Chinese Uncle sang that&lt;br /&gt;This is the actual one:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Uncle : naik..naik..ke puncak gunung ..tinggi tinggi sekali (&lt;em&gt;translation: up up, towards the peak of the mountain, it is so high high)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Me : (Dejavu?! then swam away...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are just weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why people like to sing in public place. I mean, it is fine if you sing in &lt;strong&gt;normal &lt;/strong&gt;public place.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i just think that singing in swimming pool is a &lt;em&gt;a bit &lt;/em&gt;weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6245657388093155921?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6245657388093155921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6245657388093155921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6245657388093155921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6245657388093155921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-singing.html' title='The One With Singing'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-130471081105556268</id><published>2007-08-19T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T23:07:49.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Sunday School</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Sunday School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been about5 months since the last time i first taught sunday school&lt;br /&gt;Yes, ladies and gentleman. I actually did teach sunday school, a news which was received with gasp among some friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, of course they are so flabbergasted with this thing.&lt;br /&gt;Because i couldn't care less with my own spiritual well being let alone teaching small kids about God and the saints and the bible.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(Going to church is like going for mr kuek's lecture....why would they bother to inform how much money they get last mass and everything...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my true intention of joining this sunday school as a teacher is because i need something to do, anything to make me busy.&lt;br /&gt;Since i went back here i am desperately trying to find any kind of activities to keep me busy, because seriously i could not stand the 1 pm - sleep time doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, nothing to do with the noble intention to teach the kids whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this week we held competition to celebrate national day!It was sooooooo fun...&lt;br /&gt;A friend and I were in charge of the small kids , which are kindergarden students till primary 2..&lt;br /&gt;So, today there are 10 kids..and these kids come with many many 'wonderful' attitude&lt;br /&gt;Some could not sit still, always chasing one another&lt;br /&gt;Some could not even speak... yet&lt;br /&gt;One always wants what others have, otherwise she will cries&lt;br /&gt;and many many other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 games today : eating crackers (remember kerupuk putih?)..we hang the kerupuk and let the kids eat them without using their hands at all...Believe me it is so frustrating not being able to use your own two hands to hold the crackers...&lt;br /&gt;The next game is moving the flags. Each person is given 5 flags, and they must transfer them one by one across the field.. One of them (who happened to share the same name as me, and to my surprise as cute as me) is only 4 years old, and she is such a cunning little child...She got the flag, ran across the field, and put it on the opposite side. Now, normal, non-cunning kid will run back across the field to obtain the other flag. Being a sly kid, instead of doing the aforementioned, she took her friend's flag (without noticing that i am actually glaring at her cheating) so now she has one more flag. SLY.&lt;br /&gt;The last one is moving the marble which is put one a spoon held by your mouth...well..this one is difficult too...cos the marble is kinda unstable in your mouth eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the game, we gathered to give out food. Now, two very naughty kids were playing with the blackboard and they tried to collect the black dust.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, then suddenly one of them brushed their hand against the sly little girl's cheek. So there is like one streak of black on her left cheek - and she is unaware of that (although she is sly, she is very blur also. Sometimes i dunno how to talk to her)&lt;br /&gt;So my friend and I have to make this boy apologise to her - although she is still blur of the reason for the apology, and the boy did apologised to her, unsincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching in a sunday school is one hell of an experience. Yup. You guys should try it sometimes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-130471081105556268?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/130471081105556268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=130471081105556268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/130471081105556268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/130471081105556268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-sunday-school.html' title='The One With Sunday School'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-2932138828089338930</id><published>2007-08-18T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T22:38:18.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With One Piece Project (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With One Piece Project (2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep i finally finished my one piece drawing. Compared to the first one, this drawing has a more colourful colour. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I will put the picture from the beginning till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RscCqTwqG9I/AAAAAAAAABs/PAQuXqO8hx8/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100048028902497234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RscCqTwqG9I/AAAAAAAAABs/PAQuXqO8hx8/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                This is the beginning. Notice that one piece title at the top?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RscCqjwqG-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ej1gMqHVdoE/s1600-h/IMG_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100048033197464546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RscCqjwqG-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ej1gMqHVdoE/s320/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nah, this is the end product. Sigh. sometimes i really want to rip it apart. I cut the one piece title at the top and below, because the colour is already beyond reapir. Moreover, look at chopper. he is seriously overtanned because he spends so much time on the sea. Sigh. And it seems that the whole gang just celebrates christmas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha. but i am proud of myselF!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yesterday there is an earthquake that happened in peru. It killed a grand total of 500 over people. People, please do pray for them and be thankful that such a natural disaster does not happen to us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-2932138828089338930?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/2932138828089338930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=2932138828089338930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2932138828089338930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2932138828089338930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-one-piece-project-2.html' title='The One With One Piece Project (2)'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RscCqTwqG9I/AAAAAAAAABs/PAQuXqO8hx8/s72-c/IMG_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-5153343121063750220</id><published>2007-08-16T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:18:59.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Nenek Sayang</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Nenek Sayang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i chatted with my maid.&lt;br /&gt;My maid said that this morning she went to the market to buy some sewing stuff for my youngest sis, who happened to be in this all girls school with all the long checkered skirt and long shirt and long socks (you know what i mean). Do they even realise that this is a tropical country with very high humidity so stop torturing these poor kids by dressing them in awful uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she got the list from my sis, it goes sth like this:&lt;br /&gt;1. kain bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;2. needle this&lt;br /&gt;3. needle that (i mean i dunno the name of the needle)&lt;br /&gt;4.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the bottom of the list there is this writing:&lt;br /&gt;7. nenek sayang (direct translation: lovely grandma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she looked at it and totally dumbfounded by such writing.&lt;br /&gt;Is it one of the things she has to buy too?or whether it is unnecessary scribbles that my sister wrote?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, maybe you can go to the store in the market and ask the person&lt;br /&gt;you : hello, i would to purchase this this this and lovely grandma&lt;br /&gt;owner: huh?!&lt;br /&gt;you : yes this this this and lovely grandma&lt;br /&gt;owner : oh i got this this and this. but maybe you recognise that this store does not sell human being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in order to avoid such situation , she went  back home and ask my mom what the hell was a lovely grandma.&lt;br /&gt;it turns out that&lt;br /&gt;lovely grandma is..... the round thing they use if they knit sth. got it got it?!&lt;br /&gt;yah it's the round thing lar, i dunno how to describe also..&lt;br /&gt;You got my point. i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-5153343121063750220?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/5153343121063750220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=5153343121063750220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5153343121063750220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5153343121063750220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-nenek-sayang.html' title='The One With Nenek Sayang'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6907283134673854255</id><published>2007-08-15T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:51:07.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Curly Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Curly Hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have curly hair!!!hahahahahahhahahaa&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go TA with jes today, in order to buy a friend's birthday gift. But we cancel it anyway due to some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to curl my hair. Muahahaha..actually have the intention to do this for such a long time, but never have the guts to go to the hairdresser and actually said it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. i did not get the curl that i want. I mean i tell her that i want big , temporary curl. Indeed the curl is big but it's really for party thingy and i actually i kinda waste the money since i did not go anything special today.&lt;br /&gt;And the curl supposed to go away tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But it's been a fulfilling experience!&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to get a permanent one, maybe a few weeks from now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually finished my eat pray love book!!Lovvvvvvveeeee it....&lt;br /&gt;it's about this journey of a newyorker to search for pleasure, devotion, and the balance of the two. I learn a few things, too:&lt;br /&gt;1. i shall never ever go to India to meditate. It's so not my thing. I can't appreciate the art of meditation. Wth. sitting in silence for bloody hours?!it's amazing some people can do it.&lt;br /&gt;2. i am thinking of someday living in Bali (see, the power of the media). Yes, at first i planned it out well that after i get my degree, i will serve in some remote island (papua, kalimantan, etc) for 6 months just for the sake of completing my bond. After that i want to pursue my specialist degree. Now i am thinking of considering Bali to serve the bond, although it will take 3 years (only a consideration as the chance of me to get posted there is pretty slim).Yep, just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people out there, do read this book cos it's worth to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. i read my mentee's exam paper just now and found out that i am as clueless as her. I mean i don't remember e maths that i learn in sec 4...got this thing abt assumed mean density. No idea what that means. Maybe tmrw i am going to question her directly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6907283134673854255?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6907283134673854255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6907283134673854255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6907283134673854255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6907283134673854255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-curly-hair.html' title='The One With Curly Hair'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1094424274929131833</id><published>2007-08-14T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:27:04.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Weird Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Weird Dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days i have been dreaming sth..weird.&lt;br /&gt;The day before i dreamt that I was &lt;strong&gt;JESUS. &lt;/strong&gt;As in not jesus jesus, but like i am the one who is supposed to be sacrificed in order to save the world. Yes, maybe like peter petrelli jesus. and i was scared to death. And in the dream also appears cindy, who encouraged me wholeheartedly to sacrifice myself. Cin, please don't do that to me in real life. It's just &lt;strong&gt;mean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday i met lots of VJ people in my dream, from the unfamiliar faces to the whole red shirt team. Yes, call it weird. and i met lita, too, and a lot of unknown people.&lt;br /&gt;no need to go into details, cos i don't remember it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i did sth that makes me proud today! (or maybe not doing it?!)&lt;br /&gt;Yes i never hit any cars today. &lt;em&gt;because i did not drive today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i went for swimming too. Weird thing, though, i felt so claustrophobic after swimming for no apparent reason, like i cannot breathe in the room, must go out then can breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prestige is good, but i kinda anticipate it that the guy has a twin, and it does not make sense that tesla can duplicate people. Isn't he supposed to be the one with that magnetic field thingy?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going TA to buy gifts!yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1094424274929131833?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1094424274929131833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1094424274929131833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1094424274929131833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1094424274929131833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-weird-dream.html' title='The One With Weird Dream'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3407667875255303723</id><published>2007-08-13T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:54:59.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Eat</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Eat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things i ate today:&lt;br /&gt;1. breakfast - nasi tim one plate&lt;br /&gt;2. ard 12 - es campur&lt;br /&gt;3. ard 1 - lots of chocolates&lt;br /&gt;4. ard 4 - siomay&lt;br /&gt;5. ard 5 - dinner - opor&lt;br /&gt;6. ard 6 - biscuits&lt;br /&gt;7. ard 7 - desserts - fruits&lt;br /&gt;8. ard 9 - donuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. ifeel so bloated.&lt;br /&gt;and i (almost) hit another car today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3407667875255303723?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3407667875255303723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3407667875255303723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3407667875255303723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3407667875255303723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-eat.html' title='The One With Eat'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-8821255094677116558</id><published>2007-08-12T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:10:38.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Apology Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Apology Letter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir/Madam,&lt;br /&gt;Through this letter, i want to declare that I am terribly sorry if i had hit your car or motorcycles or any other forms of vehicles or maybe animals (be it cats, dogs, or birds) during my driving practice. I fully realised that i have hit a motorcycle last tuesday and a red toyota car today, and i really have no intention to hit anymore cars or animals or (God no!) people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt my lesson that i should not use too high a gear for driving up the hill, and that i should put the gear to 0 while putting up the hand break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your attention and i hope this letter would be my last apology letter.&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-8821255094677116558?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/8821255094677116558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=8821255094677116558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8821255094677116558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8821255094677116558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-apology-letter.html' title='The One With Apology Letter'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-4507569805093758518</id><published>2007-08-11T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T21:32:57.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Poster Colour Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Poster Colour Disaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must warn you.&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT try to mix poster colour with so much water because&lt;br /&gt;IT SOOOOOOOOO RUINED YOUR PICTURE&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;my luffy's robe is so red like blood.&lt;br /&gt;Water colour is still the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i finished reading eats, shoots, and leaves. The joke is funny, only that the material is a bit too GPish. Punctuation and stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-4507569805093758518?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/4507569805093758518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=4507569805093758518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4507569805093758518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4507569805093758518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-poster-colour-disaster.html' title='The One With Poster Colour Disaster'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3920795325787985835</id><published>2007-08-10T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T20:41:35.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Cute Little Things That I am Proud to Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Cute Little Things That I am Proud to Have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i did not do much today.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up ard 830, waiting for a call from Lov which never happened, and went straight for swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Back ard 11 and returned for some meal and newspaper, after which i went to continue with my one piece project. Hee hee, i am proud to say that i have finished with the outline, so only left the colouring !&lt;br /&gt;Watching some movies, which i changed every now and then since the dvd was so broken.&lt;br /&gt;Had a nap until ard 530.&lt;br /&gt;I did not even learn driving today&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner and here i am writing this journal.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...&lt;br /&gt;I want to post these cute photos of the things i have in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrxbuGXGBXI/AAAAAAAAABc/gSS0HY5yoOA/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097049725816145266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrxbuGXGBXI/AAAAAAAAABc/gSS0HY5yoOA/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this cute mr froggy. Yes, thanks to Lita, i finally bought it!!It is a froggy bank, and now i am trying to save some money to pay for patients once i enter clinical years.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad eh, if you save Rp1000,- per day, then in a year you could save up to Rp 365000,-&lt;br /&gt;Wahhh..the last time i save money was during jc, and since i did not want to take the trouble of taking my piggy bank along to indon, i gave up the thing - with the whole coins in it - to the cleaning lady at VH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrxbuWXGBYI/AAAAAAAAABk/h_6VYgTHjYI/s1600-h/Tooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097049730111112578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrxbuWXGBYI/AAAAAAAAABk/h_6VYgTHjYI/s320/Tooth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a cute molarrrrrr....awww....lastly i have been so interested with this kind of dentistry-related thingy that i bought lots and lots of them. First, my molar necklace, then this molar cushion, and yesterday during matriculation i just bought molar keychain..yepp..at first i wanted to make it by myself but i think it is not worth the trouble, so i just bought it anyway,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3920795325787985835?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3920795325787985835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3920795325787985835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3920795325787985835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3920795325787985835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-cute-little-things-that-i-am.html' title='The One With Cute Little Things That I am Proud to Have'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrxbuGXGBXI/AAAAAAAAABc/gSS0HY5yoOA/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-5335169932446799195</id><published>2007-08-09T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:07:51.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Strawberry Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Strawberry Cafe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i want to blog this post with a very happy tone. Too bad, i just got a call from a friend who said that i might need to go to depok again tmrw, which i hate very much because:&lt;br /&gt;1. it is told in last minute&lt;br /&gt;2. we have no transportation (again)&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, i am not in charge with the transportation again this time.&lt;br /&gt;(Do you know that there is an earthquake yesterday night at 00.00?!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, My 3 friends and I went to strawberry cafe today. yep, this cafe has been shown on tv for quite a few time because of its unique menu and things they provide there.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as it is indicated by the name, most of the menu consists of strawberry thingy in it.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that they provide board games there, so we can play while we eat. It is good that they have A LOT of board games there, so we have lots of things to choose from. Although we have to pay for some of the games, i think the price is quite reasonable, about 2500 rupiah per person (ard 50 cent)&lt;br /&gt;I almost did not meet them today due to transportation problem again (it seemed that transportation is the root of all evils). Luckily, my friend decided to pick me up at eaton.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered some strawberry thingy with rum and other things, and i think it is worth checking out! The taste is just fine, but the presentation is unique.&lt;br /&gt;When the drink arrived, there is small firework there (not the big big thing you saw on ndp), as you can see on the picture below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrseuGXGBUI/AAAAAAAAABE/mwzU4UFsgcI/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096701180630140226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrseuGXGBUI/AAAAAAAAABE/mwzU4UFsgcI/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the firework i talk abt. Hm..i think firework is not the right word. What is the english word for 'petasan'?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrseuWXGBVI/AAAAAAAAABM/7aijUSG680g/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096701184925107538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrseuWXGBVI/AAAAAAAAABM/7aijUSG680g/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is the drink i ordered. Look closely below the pink colour, guess what it is?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096701189220074850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrseumXGBWI/AAAAAAAAABU/djkBo5_Cfcg/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woohoo...there are 2 fishes swimming ard below my drink..Hahahahaha..too bad my cup blocked the airway for them so at the end of the meal, one fish was dead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes people, do come here to eat and play games!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-5335169932446799195?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/5335169932446799195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=5335169932446799195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5335169932446799195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5335169932446799195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-strawberry-cafe.html' title='The One With Strawberry Cafe'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RrseuGXGBUI/AAAAAAAAABE/mwzU4UFsgcI/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-7916142815240288015</id><published>2007-08-08T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:13:40.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Matriculation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Matriculation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to write abt this cos sometimes thing pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so i was back from sg and tried to enjoy my life when i got a sudden call that we had to be in the other campus, which is located very far from my previous campus (try to imagine the distance from changi to somewhere above jb...).&lt;br /&gt;Of course, transportation is the main problem. We have people who want to be there to help, but what abt the transport?!And our presence there will be very much expected otherwise there will only be two people from our group there. Yes, so from 9 pm onwards till 12 pm i was busy trying to get some transportation. No public transportation please, i rather died instantly from poison rather than: a. got stabbed by pickpocket, b. got pushed off from the train, or c. gasping for air in the train&lt;br /&gt;yes, not a pretty way to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we come up with some alternatives:&lt;br /&gt;Plan A : use my car, ask deb to drive. but then the trouble is a waste of time since she lives on the east and i live on the west. Not good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan B: Ask a senior of ours to drive for us. Apparently he did not need to be at that place and so we decided not to force him the favour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan C: Go with Patty there. So we met at campus. But when i asked her abt it, she said "eh. i dunno whether my car is available"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan D: Ask dit to drive for us. yes, let me introduce a very special senior of ours. He did not join our committee, but he obviously enjoyed observing the view there, as he will gladly help us in one way or another even though he does not need to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan E : ASk my friend's driver, together with the car, to drive there. But we needed to be ready by 6.15 , and back ard 6 pm. No thanks. I still have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i tried to arrange this thing with my friend, we were considering this and that plan, and it seemed that we just went in round and round. We needed the decision to be quick, so i can arrange it with the rest of the people. We called every 30 minutes and sometimes i was so busy that i had two phones on my ear: handphone on the left, and my home phone on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily at 12 o clock, we went for plan D. Yep, finally settled.&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up the next day, looking forward for some nice things ahead.&lt;br /&gt;But I WAS WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from a friend saying that my senior might not take his car and instead took train there. WHAT THE HELL. I mean, you don't have any purpose there, and yet you still go there. Now i am confused. So, after a lot of talking on the phone, we decided to go with plan C. yes, and it was official at 9 am, after which i had to arrange with my 3 other friends whether they wanted to go to uni together or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, Enough with the problem&lt;br /&gt;So the matriculation thingy. It was fun i guess, we were selling pins and stickers. I bought a really cute tooth handphone chain and wanted to buy a tshirt saying "WE ARE THE YELLOW JACKETS," with a yellow font on a black top. Yep. You should be proud to be a yellow jacket because so many benefits only from wearing that jacket. Unfortunately, the t shirt was sold out so i asked pat to buy for me on thursday instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 'bloody hot.&lt;br /&gt;And waiting for the shuttle bus and actually getting on it were another challenge. You know, the 'trying-to-stand-as-tall-as-possible-so-you-can-reach-for-oxygen' thingy.&lt;br /&gt;The drink stall must have earned a fortune yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is one kind of an experience. Yep, you might not be able to experience it again throughout your whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bad new: A Motorcycle hit my car yesterday, and there is a very obvious scratch there. AND it is so not my fault!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the complain. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-7916142815240288015?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/7916142815240288015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=7916142815240288015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7916142815240288015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7916142815240288015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-matriculation_1466.html' title='The One With Matriculation'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-9138997612457234468</id><published>2007-08-08T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:13:27.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Matriculation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Matriculation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to write abt this cos sometimes thing pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so i was back from sg and tried to enjoy my life when i got a sudden call that we had to be in the other campus, which is located very far from my previous campus (try to imagine the distance from changi to somewhere above jb...).&lt;br /&gt;Of course, transportation is the main problem. We have people who want to be there to help, but what abt the transport?!And our presence there will be very much expected otherwise there will only be two people from our group there. Yes, so from 9 pm onwards till 12 pm i was busy trying to get some transportation. No public transportation please, i rather died instantly from poison rather than: a. got stabbed by pickpocket, b. got pushed off from the train, or c. gasping for air in the train&lt;br /&gt;yes, not a pretty way to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we come up with some alternatives:&lt;br /&gt;Plan A : use my car, ask deb to drive. but then the trouble is a waste of time since she lives on the east and i live on the west. Not good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan B: Ask a senior of ours to drive for us. Apparently he did not need to be at that place and so we decided not to force him the favour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan C: Go with Patty there. So we met at campus. But when i asked her abt it, she said "eh. i dunno whether my car is available"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan D: Ask dit to drive for us. yes, let me introduce a very special senior of ours. He did not join our committee, but he obviously enjoyed observing the view there, as he will gladly help us in one way or another even though he does not need to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan E : ASk my friend's driver, together with the car, to drive there. But we needed to be ready by 6.15 , and back ard 6 pm. No thanks. I still have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i tried to arrange this thing with my friend, we were considering this and that plan, and it seemed that we just went in round and round. We needed the decision to be quick, so i can arrange it with the rest of the people. We called every 30 minutes and sometimes i was so busy that i had two phones on my ear: handphone on the left, and my home phone on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily at 12 o clock, we went for plan D. Yep, finally settled.&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up the next day, looking forward for some nice things ahead.&lt;br /&gt;But I WAS WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from a friend saying that my senior might not take his car and instead took train there. WHAT THE HELL. I mean, you don't have any purpose there, and yet you still go there. Now i am confused. So, after a lot of talking on the phone, we decided to go with plan C. yes, and it was official at 9 am, after which i had to arrange with my 3 other friends whether they wanted to go to uni together or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, Enough with the problem&lt;br /&gt;So the matriculation thingy. It was fun i guess, we were selling pins and stickers. I bought a really cute tooth handphone chain and wanted to buy a tshirt saying "WE ARE THE YELLOW JACKETS," with a yellow font on a black top. Yep. You should be proud to be a yellow jacket because so many benefits only from wearing that jacket. Unfortunately, the t shirt was sold out so i asked pat to buy for me on thursday instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 'bloody hot.&lt;br /&gt;And waiting for the shuttle bus and actually getting on it were another challenge. You know, the 'trying-to-stand-as-tall-as-possible-so-you-can-reach-for-oxygen' thingy.&lt;br /&gt;The drink stall must have earned a fortune yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is one kind of an experience. Yep, you might not be able to experience it again throughout your whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bad new: A Motorcycle hit my car yesterday, and there is a very obvious scratch there. AND it is so not my fault!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the complain. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-9138997612457234468?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/9138997612457234468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=9138997612457234468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/9138997612457234468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/9138997612457234468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-matriculation_08.html' title='The One With Matriculation'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3554094851870189039</id><published>2007-08-08T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:10:31.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Matriculation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Matriculation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to write abt this cos sometimes thing pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so i was back from sg and tried to enjoy my life when i got a sudden call that we had to be in the other campus, which is located very far from my previous campus (try to imagine the distance from changi to somewhere above jb...).&lt;br /&gt;Of course, transportation is the main problem. We have people who want to be there to help, but what abt the transport?!And our presence there will be very much expected otherwise there will only be two people from our group there. Yes, so from 9 pm onwards till 12 pm i was busy trying to get some transportation. No public transportation please, i rather died instantly from poison rather than: &lt;strong&gt;a. got stabbed by pickpocket, b. got pushed off from the train, or c. gasping for air in the train&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, not a pretty way to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we come up with some alternatives:&lt;br /&gt;Plan A : use my car, ask deb to drive. but then the trouble is a waste of time since she lives on the east and i live on the west. Not good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan B: Ask a senior of ours to drive for us. Apparently he did not need to be at that place and so we decided not to force him the favour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan C: Go with Patty there. So we met at campus. But when i asked her abt it, she said "eh. i dunno whether my car is available"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan D: Ask dit to drive for us. yes, let me introduce a very special senior of ours. He did not join our committee, but he obviously enjoyed observing the view there, as he will gladly help us in one way or another even though he does not need to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan E : ASk my friend's driver, together with the car, to drive there. But we needed to be ready by 6.15 , and back ard 6 pm. No thanks. I still have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i tried to arrange this thing with my friend, we were considering this and that plan, and it seemed that we just went in round and round. We needed the decision to be quick, so i can arrange it with the rest of the people. We called every 30 minutes and sometimes i was so busy that i had two phones on my ear: handphone on the left, and my home phone on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily at 12 o clock, we went for plan D. Yep, finally settled.&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up the next day, looking forward for some nice things ahead.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WAS WRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from a friend saying that my senior might not take his car and instead took train there. WHAT THE HELL. I mean, you don't have any purpose there, and yet you still go there. Now i am confused. So, after a lot of talking on the phone, we decided to go with plan C. yes, and it was official at 9 am, after which i had to arrange with my 3 other friends whether they wanted to go to uni together or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, Enough with the problem&lt;br /&gt;So the matriculation thingy. It was fun i guess, we were selling pins and stickers. I bought a really cute tooth handphone chain and wanted to buy a tshirt saying "WE ARE THE YELLOW JACKETS," with a yellow font on a black top. Yep. You should be proud to be a yellow jacket because so many benefits only from wearing that jacket. Unfortunately, the t shirt was sold out so i asked pat to buy for me on thursday instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 'bloody hot.&lt;br /&gt;And waiting for the shuttle bus and actually getting on it were another challenge. You know, the 'trying-to-stand-as-tall-as-possible-so-you-can-reach-for-oxygen' thingy.&lt;br /&gt;The drink stall must have earned a fortune yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is one kind of an experience. Yep, you might not be able to experience it again throughout your whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bad new: A Motorcycle hit my car yesterday, and there is a very obvious scratch there. AND it is so not my fault!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the complain. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3554094851870189039?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3554094851870189039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3554094851870189039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3554094851870189039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3554094851870189039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-matriculation.html' title='The One With Matriculation'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-5678205765270405893</id><published>2007-08-07T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:21:46.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Singapore Trip (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Singapore Trip (Part 1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a few weeks have passed since the last time i updated my blog. Well, i am back in this place called Indonesia, which i regretted very much. I have so so soooooo much fun in sg that i felt rather home sick. Yep, call it an irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i wished i had stayed longer there you know, but seriously, people were starting school alrd and i could not even spend my last few days with my friends since they were busy with orientation and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So many things to write in this short journey, which is better to be presented in the form of pictures?!Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1 &lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;i arrived at Changi ard 9 pm. Went bishan directly. Crap, that baggage was obviously heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTU sux man (no offense for ntu people). So greeny and foresty and boary (lita did say that there are a few boars with their children there) and silent. So many foreigners and so not english uni.&lt;br /&gt;And it is in the end of the country!with people training in ns next door. You could even hear some bomb in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Spend A BOMB on transportation and phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went SENTOSA with yeanching and zee and freddy and jen (issit the correct name?!) and Lita and we had so much fun that day!with a few things here and there. But seriously, sentosa is much better now, u guys should check it out when you are in sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. What did i do this day?!OOH!i think i met lita for swimming and we accidentally bumped into mr 1.MUAHAHAHAHHAHAA...yes, we did actually had dinner together! (yes lice, not stare longingly from the end of the table).Woohoo...So proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;And we made paper crane in lita's place while watching the girl who leapt through time. Worth watching! Previously, we wanted to watch transformer but sherly was studying for jap so we watched that one., But she watched with us, too, so basically it's better to watch transformer?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay over at yeanching's place to make Cindy's Card!Yep.  and we drank jack daniels too...it tastes like medicine and why people liked it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The card was cool. But unfortunately, i could not display it here due to some very lagging internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i like Hall's life very much!no wonder yeanching is so enthu for it! it's not like in here where at 10 pm everything in the house is so dark and silent!yep, it's definitely very happening there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 6:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late, and lita took much of the space on the bed, so in the end moved down to yeanching's sleeping bag. Had lunch at west coast and went back to ntu straight away. Graduate hall so boring, nothing to do there.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i bumped into Madhu on the way.. and she scolded me for not telling the fact that i have no twin. Yes people. let me clarify to you all that i have no twin. By people i mean adith and rhesa who really thought it was my twin sister who went to study master at ntu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 7:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IKEA time with my sis and her friend. Lots of cute stuff (and things that you do not really need)there. But food was good!The tuna is nice but tasted weird while cold.&lt;br /&gt;At 6 we met for CLASS OUTING AT ESPLANADE! roshni, faiz, elaine, sk, kaihong, audrey, madhu, quek and sheralyn were there!yes, very happy to meet them all...and faiz scolded me for lying to him as I distinctly told him in msn on friday that i might not be able to come for class outing due to some distance problem (he did not know i was around)&lt;br /&gt;NDP firework was cool!&lt;br /&gt;And Zy is so sweet for giving me that yellow vj jersey! The thing is, i had wanted that vj jersey for almost 4 years, yes people, four years. And i actually wanted the one with 21 on the back. I asked zy's favour to buy me the s size (but never told him the number on the back, i guess). But he said they took no more order so he gave me the jersey that he bought and it's freaking number 21!!!WOOHOO...you rox man!and I supported your plant career whole heartedly!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And big thanks to those who helped me organise class outing : zy (cannot make due to ndp thingy) --&gt; kuek (who did not make it last minute due to strong intention to watch ndp) --&gt; roshni (who got that duty dumped to her on the last minute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 7 :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the day quite badly. I almost late for church, did not get aplace to sit, although eventually i got that. And you know what my right contact was a bit uncomfortable so itook it out but i had no time to go to the bathroom since church starting alrd so in the end i only wore 1 contact in one eye and no contact on the other eye. And then it started raining so i could not go out of the church. *Btw the choir in good sheperd is damn good!&lt;br /&gt; met lita for lunch before meeting cindy at 5. Dinner at newton circus. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;Stay over at cindy's place and played some bridge (finally i met people who COULD PLAY BRIDGE. DO I NEED TO FLY TO SINGAPORE TO PLAY BRIDGE?! WHY THERE IS NO ONE IN THIS COUNTRY THAT KNOWS HOW TO PLAY BRIDGE?!) with ismy as well.&lt;br /&gt;Yeanching came over at night and we sent her back at 3. You know what, people did jog at 3 am. Watch for that lung's disease, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The net is so lagging. Damn it. I could not even upload a single photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-5678205765270405893?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/5678205765270405893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=5678205765270405893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5678205765270405893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5678205765270405893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-with-singapore-trip-part-1.html' title='The One With Singapore Trip (Part 1)'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-7202329597291184159</id><published>2007-07-24T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:48:34.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One When Internet Connection is So Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One When Internet Connection is So Fast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally in Singapore!yay!i stayed in ny graduate hall. Well, this hall is seriously lacking of facilities. I mean if u compare with TCHBS or Vhall. Doh. so far i can't found any tv, the room is not that big, and the pantry and laundry are located downstair which makes it difficult if you want to get anything, or even a drink. Hahahahahah...yes, living in the east coast is still the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i must say that internet connection here is so good!never before i can open youtube from my super lousy internet connection back home (how pathetic of me), and when i mentioned that to my sis, she was like "what the heck is youtube"&lt;br /&gt;Somebody need to get a life here. Or read some times.&lt;br /&gt;And the env is so green, remind me of chi hi. It's so windy,too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i have done so far:&lt;br /&gt;shop with my sis. Yes!shopping is so fun, even for non-fashion stuff&lt;br /&gt;wander alone in jurong point, confused what to do next&lt;br /&gt;met LITA!yeah my beloved twin sister, who looks as pretty as me.&lt;br /&gt;cute guys are everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ok, gotta blog next time&lt;br /&gt;things to do today:hang out with LIta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-7202329597291184159?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/7202329597291184159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=7202329597291184159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7202329597291184159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7202329597291184159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-when-internet-connection-is-so-fast.html' title='The One When Internet Connection is So Fast'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1958625042176620175</id><published>2007-07-18T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T22:42:23.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With TA OUting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The One With TA OUting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to watch HP5 with Cindy today! it was a nice movie!!!yep...the fighting scene is obviously nice, with all the visual effect and everything, although during the movie i laughed at some unimportant points like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. bellatrix lestrange's hair is so in the 80s. I guess they don't allow haircut in the azkaban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. harry's specs is flat. as in flat. i thought it is supposed to have some concavity or sth?!and it's so outdated lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy is so nice that she treats me to watch the movie. Oh, and then we went for lunch at Red Tomato. WARNING: don't eat the pizzas. It gets soggy after 30 minutes. but the baked rice was good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, we went to usual places: Zara, Gaudy, Gramed,etc. Anyway, it was good, just like another trip to Parkway or Orchard. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND GUESS WHO WE BUMPED INTO TODAY at Popeye?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy and I were going to watch that movie at 1130. So, realising that we cannot get to lunch on time, we decided to buy popeye at popeye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy look at 2 people walking in front of popeye, and told me, "hey, that guy looks like X"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : " (turning ard) it's him lor!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy : " come and run for him"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : " lazy lar, we must wait for the popeye also"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy: "ok, i go get him"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(returning after a few minutes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy: "lazy to go after him lar"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess who?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TADA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at the pic below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088546062840215986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/Rp4lrxLNubI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NplfMQZNotI/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, not Alice. Will kill her immediately if she went back and never told me abt it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's STEPHAN!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahhahahaha...what a coincidence.it was his last day in jkt though, cos tomorrow he will be flying to sg.Yep!it's nice to bump into old friend! and Alice, he actually did take 3 degrees (gasp!he's not lying!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway!love the outing today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And btw, i'm good at driving..muahahahahhahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1958625042176620175?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1958625042176620175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1958625042176620175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1958625042176620175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1958625042176620175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-with-ta-outing.html' title='The One With TA OUting'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/Rp4lrxLNubI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NplfMQZNotI/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-7407764228520610743</id><published>2007-07-17T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:22:17.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Old Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Old Photos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some photos that i took in sg, actually it's been such a long time, but i just so lazy to put it in my laptop and upload it. yep, bring back all those sweet memories!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RpyzCRLNuXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dr0KpEJ8890/s1600-h/Aftsyf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088138530573367666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RpyzCRLNuXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dr0KpEJ8890/s320/Aftsyf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                                    us after harmoc SYF...so long time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RpyzChLNuYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R5PrpGuciuI/s1600-h/Big+cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088138534868334978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RpyzChLNuYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R5PrpGuciuI/s320/Big+cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                       a picture taken in mark and spencer when we took A's result&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RpyzChLNuZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/C7QO78I9rmo/s1600-h/Image080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088138534868334994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RpyzChLNuZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/C7QO78I9rmo/s320/Image080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                       guess where this picture is taken? yup: remember that i'm wearing jacket and everything. So it's kinda surprising when iggy looked at the photo and commented: "Steph, u went to Egypt during March holiday?!" Yes. please pay attention that egypt is supposedly hot, and my attire did not match the weather. I was in Shenzhen btw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RpyzCxLNuaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/79UnBa3QMzk/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088138539163302306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RpyzCxLNuaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/79UnBa3QMzk/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          One PIece picture that i drew, when i had so much time to spend during 6-month-break. I think alice would like to see it, but never had the chance to show her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-7407764228520610743?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/7407764228520610743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=7407764228520610743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7407764228520610743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7407764228520610743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-with-old-photos.html' title='The One With Old Photos'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/RpyzCRLNuXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dr0KpEJ8890/s72-c/Aftsyf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-2992780826973622521</id><published>2007-07-08T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T21:11:38.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With DSM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DSM = dentistry scientific meeting&lt;br /&gt;basically it's the first event organised by the education section of SMFKG UI which is related to seminar targeted for the undergrads, and the dentists of course..&lt;br /&gt;yup and i produly say that i am part of the committee, dealing with food...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there are so many many many many problems along the way, the money, the sponsorship, the speaker, the participant, the people who never turn up for briefing and never work.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a really good experience!i get to meet new people and make new friends, dealing with new stuff and know more dentists and now i know who rhenald kasali is...muahahhahaha..seriously never heard of his name before this dsm thingy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;really look forward for the next event!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-2992780826973622521?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/2992780826973622521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=2992780826973622521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2992780826973622521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2992780826973622521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-with-dsm-dsm-dentistry-scientific.html' title=''/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6456855014002626554</id><published>2007-06-25T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T20:14:02.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Barack Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/Rn-wlVhuq8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/LZQKXq_5ZZs/s1600-h/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079973060177472450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/Rn-wlVhuq8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/LZQKXq_5ZZs/s320/obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The One With Barack Obama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vote for Barack Obama!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'cos he suddenly appeared in my dream and gave me a signature on my vj t shirt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very weird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he got charisma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahahhaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got nothing else to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bored..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bored...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6456855014002626554?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6456855014002626554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6456855014002626554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6456855014002626554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6456855014002626554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-with-barack-obama.html' title='The One With Barack Obama'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8BnjaPJT__s/Rn-wlVhuq8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/LZQKXq_5ZZs/s72-c/obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6739575447612210064</id><published>2007-06-23T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:33:12.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Soul Jakarta</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Soul Jakarta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, this is another holiday update! soul jakarta is basically a baksos (bakti sosial, okay i don't really know the english word for it), which means you do social work for the needy people. Soul Jakarta is organised in 5 different locations in jakarta, which targets the poor one of course.&lt;br /&gt;I did not apply to be the committee for this event cos being in dsm committee (yet another dentistry event organised by ui) itself is quite frustrating. And you know what because of the lack of funding we have to cut down that 3 days event into a two days one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;talking about Soul Jak. I participated in west jakarta, somewhere ard kalianyar. Phew. the workload is really a lot.Basically we have medicine and dentistry section. So the patients fill in the form, get called for medicine section, and then they can go for dental treatment. But before that their heights, weights, and blood pressure must be measured first.&lt;br /&gt;I was in atur alur part, which means you collect the registration form, call the patient, reminds them to wait before i  call them for dental treatment. Gosh, i almost stand up and walk ard throughout the event, from 9 to abt 2?and it's so hot and stuffy there. my leg's gonna break. and because one of the doctor never came, one doctor must take care of those hundreds over patients. And he did not eat his lunch at all. i really pity him...and we have so many pedodontics patient which means most of the kids do not really take good care of their teeth...&lt;br /&gt;but despite of all those things, it's totally worth it!yep, this is one of the chances that i might not get if i go to other uni..there are so many people out there who desperately seeks our help, but somehow they cannot get it because sometimes it's too ex and they lack proper education.&lt;br /&gt;And i think the idea of ptt itself (the time you have to serve few months or years to work at puskesmas, which again, targets the needy people) is actually quite good. Maybe if you are shipped in to some isoalted island you will get new experiences there...&lt;br /&gt;The other day i met this senior who just graduated, and then he got alocated in papua, and 6 months later, he was back in jakarta, only with super dark skin (yeah i wonder, do the puskesmas there has no roof?!)...and since being sent to isolated places only require a few months compared to a few years you have to spend if you are sent into cities, it really cuts down all the unneccessary time which you can spend wisely to study further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 semester down, 5 more semester before clinics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6739575447612210064?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6739575447612210064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6739575447612210064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6739575447612210064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6739575447612210064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-with-soul-jakarta.html' title='The One With Soul Jakarta'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-5735287709892264377</id><published>2007-06-17T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:56:10.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY IRENE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY IRENE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 24th birthday to my beloved sis...may you always shower me with all kinds of gifts all year round..muahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing to wish alrd...u got everything la...hopefully you can do well in ntu eh?! live in sg so great....must go there and have lots and lots of fun..always work not good also...&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;i am so lazy to blog b'cos of this stupid connection..&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;just to put some updates:&lt;br /&gt;1. i finished exams alrd. got holiday till sept&lt;br /&gt;2. i seriously confused of what to do now&lt;br /&gt;3. my games for 3 months are already completed within 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;4. i want to buy crocs shoes&lt;br /&gt;5. today i saw extraction of only roots, seriously, no crown alrd, and there is another patients with super big tumor inside his mouth. phew.&lt;br /&gt;6. going to start with another one piece project&lt;br /&gt;7. want to go to mangdu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-5735287709892264377?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/5735287709892264377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=5735287709892264377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5735287709892264377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5735287709892264377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-irene.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY IRENE!!!'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1551994015674917505</id><published>2007-05-02T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:13:04.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With DM Lab</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With DM Lab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lab is so fun. I made impression today, and then pour the gypsum there. Muahaha. Well, it's actually a skill's lab, which mean your professor going to show you how to do it, then he will take your score directly.&lt;br /&gt;My alginate was bad, actually there was only a bit defect on the second alginate, but i thought that it may lead to bad model for the gypsum so i repeat again until 5 times. But gypsum was okay, it's not porous.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was quite a surprise for me when the professor asked many many questions here and there, cos i thought i would only be practical skills, without the needs to know the theory behind it. Yah. Luckily my professor was okay, unlike the other group whose professor was so killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy these past couple of days. Stephan and Cindy are going back soon. Which means we can go out again. And then stephan is coming back which means we can go to more places other than TA and MKG since he got the car. Muahaha.. happy happy happy.&lt;br /&gt;And then i am happy for APDC too.&lt;br /&gt;And for Liverpool for beating Chelsea in the semis.&lt;br /&gt;And for getting new aircon in my room.&lt;br /&gt;And many many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somehow the song "can't smile without you" is going on and on in my head.&lt;br /&gt;*grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one other thing. All the rumour in the faculty is WRONG. yes! gossip is gossip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1551994015674917505?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1551994015674917505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1551994015674917505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1551994015674917505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1551994015674917505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-with-dm-lab.html' title='The One With DM Lab'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-8004872072645960308</id><published>2007-04-28T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T22:52:45.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With APDC: Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With APDC: Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wrapped!&lt;br /&gt;no more traditional costumes!&lt;br /&gt;today i dressed in modern kebaya and the hair is really really cute...&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;why my friend got ipod for doorprize while i lost mp4 for washing machine. so not fair.&lt;br /&gt;Kaihong is considering dentistry. Yay. the more the dentist, the merrier it will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-8004872072645960308?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/8004872072645960308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=8004872072645960308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8004872072645960308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8004872072645960308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-apdc-day-3.html' title='The One With APDC: Day 3'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6503069756134719519</id><published>2007-04-27T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:20:43.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With APDC: day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With APDC: day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 is finally over!&lt;br /&gt;I dressed in Toli toli costume today. Haha. Well, more foreigners take picture with us today, and one of them actually asked me and my friend's signature. Muahahahaha. Tell me about being a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;The costume is quite weird with all that head decoration and everything, but it seemed that the foreigners really enjoy our costume. There is this really nice and friendly professor from Japan who went to our booth everyday to take picture with us and he even took time off to have a tour at our campus. And there is also another professor who will give a talk in the hall on monday for FREE.Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i really look forward for this kind of experience. Meeting new people at new places. Enriching experience. Salary (whoops).&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there will be another kind of asia pacific meeting but for undergrads which will be held in taiwan this year. But i don't think i will go since i won't be familiar with the topics. And the year after that will be held in Surabaya. MUST COME!&lt;br /&gt;and in 2010 will be held in Fiji. Muahahaha. Save money for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day people!&lt;br /&gt;*happy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6503069756134719519?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6503069756134719519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6503069756134719519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6503069756134719519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6503069756134719519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-apdc-day-2.html' title='The One With APDC: day 2'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-4798302148892377159</id><published>2007-04-26T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T21:32:40.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With APDC: Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With APDC: Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i dressed in dayak costume.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in bali costume with all the hairdos and everything when i found out that i could not even breathe and got headache immediately. Really salute those balinese who could bear that kind of dress. and that hairdos too. gosh. imagine those big big crown and all the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, i changed because i could hardly breathe. Haha. Dayak cosutme is not so comfortable also. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;I met lots and lots of people today. Japanese, Belgian, German, Chinese, American, Indian, Malaysian, etc. Yep they were interested to take our photos, although i seriously thought that i looked like clown there with that kind of makeup. Hahahah but it is a really intersting experience! i don't mind volunteering for this kind of seminar again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of all the preparation and the D day itself, i have no time to do my logbook. And big apology to those in my group who couldn't study deciduous teeth cos i brought the whole teeth home. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I am lagging in everything and i think i should take some time off from sunday school this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and join us at APDC tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep now. Zzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-4798302148892377159?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/4798302148892377159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=4798302148892377159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4798302148892377159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4798302148892377159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-apdc-day-1_26.html' title='The One With APDC: Day 1'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1608978243242659851</id><published>2007-04-23T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T16:56:03.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With APDC</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With APDC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep i'm officially involved in the committee for apdc which will be held in 26-28 april 2007..so basically it's preparing the booth, and then the highlights, selling of souvenirs, wearing the traditional clothes (yes, i'm gonna wear traditional clothes for those days. people please come and take picture with me)&lt;br /&gt;but i don't really like why they prepare in such a rush time. altohugh they have known this thing for such a long time. and there is this doctor who is from 97 batch but seriously looks like high school kids. Haha. good for you!&lt;br /&gt;Well, i still need to catch up with my logbook and other, since i'll be skipping school for 3 days, and i guess next week there will be some skill's lab involved. headache headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'm teaching sunday school now!yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1608978243242659851?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1608978243242659851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1608978243242659851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1608978243242659851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1608978243242659851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-apdc.html' title='The One With APDC'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6313102439300113409</id><published>2007-04-17T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T18:09:31.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Exam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!exam is finally over! (of course with the arrival of the new block-basic dentistry with lots and lots of skill's lab).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, exam is super duper difficult. Why so many blood and vessel and bloody INFLAMMATION. I don't care whether cytokine or kinin is involved in inflammation. Huh. I think i'm in the her list alrd. I seriously don't understand them. We have exam with other topics like respiratory, digestive, cardiac, etc, but why not a single question come out. Then might as well told us not to study those topics and concentrate on inflammation. HUH.&lt;br /&gt;And then the stupid translation makes it more difficult to understand. Muahaha. Hahaha. (nervous laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need new shoes. Uh.&lt;br /&gt;*grumpy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6313102439300113409?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6313102439300113409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6313102439300113409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6313102439300113409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6313102439300113409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-exam.html' title='The One With Exam'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-2816407303080056417</id><published>2007-04-15T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T18:24:08.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats!You are a Cholerist</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Congrats!You are a Cholerist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah! i have been spending this weekend in puncak (d'gadog - seriously a really good place for retreat and gathering) for personality training, and i am a CHOLERIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, cholerist is a personality in which the person has the tendency to organise, lead, and (this is not good) does not want to accept that they are wrong, always trying to prove that whatever they do is right. Hah! And in every group usually they have a few cholerist person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In a good side, my cholerist side is not that strong, as in it does not exceed 20 plus. Anyway, my personality is cholerist, followed by melancholist, and sanguinist. If you want to know more about those personalities, go check up in the web. It 's a VERY INTERESTING SUBJECT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At first, i was a bit reluctant to go for the retreat since i have exam next tuesday. But THIS IS SO FUN! This is much fun than the rest of other weekends and i can really bind well  with them and the seniors.Haha. yep, thanks to my batch who had put maximal effort in collecting money (busking, selling flowers in kemang, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And it's real breakthrough in the organisation itself cos no other batch has ever done this before!MUAHUAHAUHAU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so, the next event is weekend to welcome the year 1. Hopefully it will be much fun than this one and more people would like to participate.Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now must study for exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mug mug mug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-2816407303080056417?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/2816407303080056417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=2816407303080056417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2816407303080056417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2816407303080056417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/congratsyou-are-cholerist.html' title='Congrats!You are a Cholerist'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1200242391215695724</id><published>2007-04-13T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:57:20.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Radiology</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Radiology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this happened to me today. May this thing won't happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr Evy was asking me to write down our group member's name in a paper by the end of the demonstration of extra oral radiography. She asked me to get the paper from mbak nanik. So i went down to the office and asked a senior from clinical years which one mbak nanik is. She pointed to a person who was busy typing on a computer.&lt;br /&gt;dwee : bu, saya tadi disuruh sama dr evy untuk nulis nama anggota kelompok habis demo&lt;br /&gt;X        : wah, saya kurang tau tuh (sambil sibuk mengetik)&lt;br /&gt;dwee: (merasa dicuekkin) tapi katanya saya suruh minta ke bu  nanik (dengan nada memaksa)&lt;br /&gt;X       : saya ngga ada urusannya sama itu (nada kesal)&lt;br /&gt;dr hanna: wah kenapa ini&lt;br /&gt;dwee : saya disuruh nulis absensi buat demo dok, suruh minta kertas ke mbak nanik&lt;br /&gt;dr hanna: ya minta lah ke mbak nanik, dr menik nya jangan diganggu donk&lt;br /&gt;dwee:........................................................... (ingin rasanya terjun dari lantai 2)&lt;br /&gt;dwee pun pergi dengan perasaan campur aduk sambil diketawain sama bea dan monic (who happen not to know which one is mbak nanik also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, so basically the one that i talked to is a doctor. Fatal mistake. Luckily she was not angry, cos some doctors or professors would get angry if their title were spelt wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, so i must learn my (third)  mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i have retreat. Meet at gimul at 6.Don't be late cos i will not wait for you. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;exam oh exam....how am i gonna study for my exam on tuesday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1200242391215695724?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1200242391215695724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1200242391215695724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1200242391215695724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1200242391215695724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-radiology.html' title='The One With Radiology'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-8972592008463555781</id><published>2007-04-11T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:03:11.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One WIth THE NEWS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One WIth THE NEWS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if you did not know about this news, let me tell you, you are so OUTDATED&lt;br /&gt;Yes, read more news, cos this is the greatest news of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is taken from soccernet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Man Utd 7-1 Roma: Once-in-a-lifetime night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United produced one of the most stunning European performances of all time at Old Trafford to overwhelm Roma 7-1 and book a Champions League semi-final meeting with AC Milan or Bayern Munich.&lt;br /&gt;AdamDavy/Empics&lt;br /&gt;Alan Smith completes his return from a broken leg with a goal against Roma.&lt;br /&gt;In 20 years as United manager, Sir Alex Ferguson has seen and done virtually everything.&lt;br /&gt;But never, in five previous attempts, has he presided over a Champions League knockout stage win from a first-leg defeat. And never, ever, has he seen one of his teams go out against the Italian masters of defence and score seven times.&lt;br /&gt;On one of those once-in-a-lifetime nights when everything goes right, the Red Devils were unbelievably four up at half-time.&lt;br /&gt;By the end they had a truly magnificent seven, with Michael Carrick and Cristiano Ronaldo getting two each, Alan Smith, Wayne Rooney and Patrice Evra just the one.&lt;br /&gt;Trailing by a single goal from the first leg, the result represented United's biggest European win since they defeated Irish minnows Waterford by the same scoreline on the first stage of their run to the 1968 Final.&lt;br /&gt;It was more than enough to take Ferguson's men into the last four for the first time since 2002, a win all the more remarkable because they were missing at least four automatic members of the Scot's first-choice line-up.&lt;br /&gt;As the hosts headed off down the tunnel at half-time, their joyous supporters cheered themselves hoarse, wondering, perhaps, whether they had just witnessed the most amazing 45 minutes of European football this ground has ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;After surviving a couple of early scares, United hit Roma like a whirlwind. The football they produced simply took the breath away.&lt;br /&gt;The usual protagonists were to the fore as expected, but so too were Darren Fletcher, who probably only got his chance because Paul Scholes was suspended, and Carrick, who scored the first, played a major role in the second and at a stroke swept away the doubters who believed at #18.6million, the summer signing from Tottenham was far too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;Carrick set United on their way in nerveless fashion, collecting Ronaldo's square pass, then advancing on the Roma goal.&lt;br /&gt;Alexander Doni may look back and feel he got his angles wrong but in offering Carrick a clear sight of his top left-hand corner, he committed goalkeeping suicide. The midfielder gleefully dispatched a curling shot to light the blue touch paper on the end of which Roma's Champions League dream was burnt to a frazzle.&lt;br /&gt;The home crowd were still buzzing when Carrick laid an exquisite pass to Rooney, who instantly flicked the ball onto Ryan Giggs. The Welshman's through ball deflected off Cristian Chivu to Smith.&lt;br /&gt;In smashing home his shot, the Yorkshireman was banishing 14 months of injury hell. He was also scoring his first United goal since November 2005 and his first in this competition since netting for Leeds against Deportivo La Coruna at the same stage six years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Roma were still reeling when they were hit by another thunderbolt as Ronaldo released Giggs, whose cross was flicked into the far corner by Rooney.&lt;br /&gt;Having scored his first goal in 18 Champions League games a week ago, the England man suddenly has a taste for it.&lt;br /&gt;So too, Ronaldo, who prior to this onslaught had never scored a goal in the competition but had predicted in a pre-match programme interview his time was coming.&lt;br /&gt;It proved to be a fairly accurate assessment of the situation too as he collected the ball from Giggs two minutes before the break, attacked Chivu with his usual directness and slammed the ball into the bottom corner.&lt;br /&gt;And that, for the first half at least, was that.&lt;br /&gt;The incredulous Roma contingent could not quite believe what had happened. Their supporters, who had not exactly enjoyed the most hospitable Manchester welcome, tried to make the best of it. But their misery was not complete.&lt;br /&gt;Rooney began the second period with a fizzing shot Doni flicked over.&lt;br /&gt;Giggs' corner was half cleared but when Rooney ferried a pass back to the Welshman, he drilled a low cross to the far post where Ronaldo was waiting to bundle it home.&lt;br /&gt;A sixth followed on the hour as Carrick collected Gabriel Heinze's pass and arrowed a shot into the top corner which was even better than his first effort.&lt;br /&gt;Daniele de Rossi pulled one back for Roma but Evra soon cancelled it out to complete the rout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-8972592008463555781?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/8972592008463555781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=8972592008463555781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8972592008463555781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8972592008463555781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-news.html' title='The One WIth THE NEWS'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3682146415930752210</id><published>2007-04-10T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T18:25:53.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Eat Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Eat Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat heart literally means makan ati, a term used to describe an expression in which you are super pissed off by the condition.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, studying in my current uni is seriously eating my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me tell you my scheduled before yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Monday - first discussion radiology&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - holiday&lt;br /&gt;wed - holiday&lt;br /&gt;thurs - second discussion radiology&lt;br /&gt;friday- holiday&lt;br /&gt;saturday - retreat at puncak&lt;br /&gt;sunday - retreat at puncak&lt;br /&gt;monday - holiday&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - holiday&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's changed (Drastically) since yesterday. So sudden that i want to bite the doctors who gave that schedule in such a short time. Now, this is my schedule for this week forward:&lt;br /&gt;monday - first discussion for radiology&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - &lt;strong&gt;Skill's lab - capturing and developing intraoral radiograph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday - &lt;strong&gt;skill's lab - interpreting your radiograph film&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday - second discussion for radiology&lt;br /&gt;friday - &lt;strong&gt;lab - extraoral radiology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat and sunday - retreat at puncak&lt;br /&gt;monday - &lt;strong&gt;Dental material and dental anatomy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY - TEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means i have no more time to study!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;this is so crappy.&lt;br /&gt;Why they tell it so suddenly, why don't they tell it like a month before or sth so i can plan my mugging well.&lt;br /&gt;I want to bite the doctors. Rrrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat heart, eat heart&lt;br /&gt;(Apapun makannya, minumnya teh botol sosro)&lt;br /&gt;apa sich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3682146415930752210?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3682146415930752210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3682146415930752210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3682146415930752210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3682146415930752210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-eat-heart.html' title='The One With Eat Heart'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-4973925813321974966</id><published>2007-04-08T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T14:43:53.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Easter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter mass was a super long mass of 2 hours and 50 minutes. Gosh. Imagine staying in church, super hot, crowded, and really dunno what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's me.&lt;br /&gt;And i learnt a really valuable lesson today: grip your candle FIRMLY. Otherwise it might slide down and burn your finger. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy lazy lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EASTER EVERYBODY.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't feel the easter spirit. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, come fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-4973925813321974966?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/4973925813321974966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=4973925813321974966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4973925813321974966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4973925813321974966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-easter.html' title='The One With Easter'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1159373396956551894</id><published>2007-04-06T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:45:55.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Emotional Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Emotional Test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from friendster...huhuhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Which is your favorite color outof: red, black, blue, green or yellow?--green&lt;br /&gt;2. Your first initial?--S&lt;br /&gt;3. Your month of birth?--December&lt;br /&gt;4. Which color do you like more, blackor white?--black&lt;br /&gt;5. Your favorite number?--21&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you like Flying or Driving more?:--flying&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like a lake or the oceanmore?--ocean&lt;br /&gt;8. Think Of A Wish (a realistic one)...--....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you choose:Red - You are alert and your life isfull of love.Black - You are conservative andaggressive.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green - Your soul is relaxed andyou are laid back&lt;/strong&gt;.Blue - You are spontaneous and lovekisses and affection from the ones youlove.Yellow - You are a very happy personand give good advice to those who aredown.&lt;br /&gt;2. If you're initial is:&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; - A-K : You have a lot of loveandfriendships in your life.- L-R : You try to enjoy your life tothe maximum &amp;amp; your love life is soon toblossom.- &lt;strong&gt;S-Z : You like to help others andyour future love life looks very good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you were born in:- Jan-Mar: The year will go very wellfor you and you will discover that youfall in love with someone totallyunexpected.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; - April-June: You will have astronglove relationship that will not lastlong but the memories will lastforever.- July-Sep: You will have a great yearand will experience a majorlfe-changing experience for the good.-&lt;strong&gt; Oct-Dec: Your love life will not begreat, but eventually you will findyoursoul mate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you chose:&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Black: Your life will take on adifferent direction, it will seem hardat the time but will be the best thingfor you, and you will be glad for thechange.&lt;/strong&gt;- White: You will have a friend whocompletely confides in you and would doanything for you, but you may notrealize it.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;This is how many close friends youhave in your lifetime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you chose:&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Flying: You like adventure&lt;/strong&gt;- Driving: You are a laid back person.&lt;br /&gt;7. If you chose:- Lake: You are loyal to your friendsand your lover and are very reserved.&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Ocean: You are spontaneous andlike to please people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. This wish will come true only ifyou repost this with "Emotion Test" asthe subject&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1159373396956551894?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1159373396956551894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1159373396956551894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1159373396956551894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1159373396956551894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-emotional-test.html' title='The One With Emotional Test'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-8857690930674951977</id><published>2007-04-05T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:12:59.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Long Weekend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah today is thursday and i am so sick of going to TA everyday..yesterday buying gift for irene, today buying gift for mel..now i remember almost every stores there..huhuhuhu&lt;br /&gt;anyway.today is white thursday (read: kamis putih). After ta i immediately went to church at 4, although the mass only started at 5. And the church was like almost full at that time.&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow will be good friday which means holiday!!yay! and i have completed the whole course of basic medicine module, on ly left the test which is on 18th of april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought gogirl today. I am so happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-8857690930674951977?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/8857690930674951977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=8857690930674951977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8857690930674951977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8857690930674951977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-long-weekend.html' title='The One With Long Weekend'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-7509602549911507859</id><published>2007-04-03T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T15:09:32.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ONe With Dwee's Stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The ONe With Dwee's Stupidity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder why i did stupid things. Like forgetting where i put my things, or pick my bag in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;And this one is the biggest one. Seriously. I don't think others did the same stupid things like i did.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Just go straight to the point.&lt;br /&gt;Have you had any mp4?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i believed that some of you do.&lt;br /&gt;How abt this.&lt;br /&gt;Have you had any mp4, which is &lt;em&gt;thouroughly cleaned and dried with washing machine&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I do. I do. My poor little mp4. My new mp4. Can just go straight to the dustbin now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid eh?&lt;br /&gt;I brought that mp4 on sunday, and put it in my jeans' pocket. So, when i wanted to put it in the washing machine, i took out the ear phone, and sadly, never took out the mp4. Yeah baby. Now see how my mp4 looked like.&lt;br /&gt;Actually it can still work with electricity, but it can't work with battery,so maybe somehow the battery is spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will learn my lesson really really well. NEVER PUT YOUR MP4 IN A WASHING MACHINE, 'COS IT WILL NOT WORK AFETRWARDS,&lt;br /&gt;and for those researchers out there: please do INVENT MP4 WHICH COULD BE WASHED WITH ANY KIND OF MACHINE.Yes, to accommodate a minority like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwee you are so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Very stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Uh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-7509602549911507859?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/7509602549911507859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=7509602549911507859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7509602549911507859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7509602549911507859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-dwees-stupidity.html' title='The ONe With Dwee&apos;s Stupidity'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3389588169331334657</id><published>2007-04-02T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T19:29:35.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Busking</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Busking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i want to happily say that we have finished our fund raising, and so far we have raised a total of Rp 9.700.000,-&lt;br /&gt;This is enough to finance the two day retreat about personality plus.&lt;br /&gt;All along, we have raised fund by selling flowers in Kemang, selling cute key chain, food, etc, and the last one by busking&lt;br /&gt;On 30th of March and 1st of April 2007, we busked at my church, MBK, and for two days (all masses), we raised a total of  Rp 2.800.000,-&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thanks the following people:&lt;br /&gt;1. 2006 batch - the organiser of the event&lt;br /&gt;2. some 2005 - who provided us with transportation and helped us although they are in their holiday&lt;br /&gt;3. some 2004 - who helped us even though they were having exams&lt;br /&gt;4. the charity person who gave us Rp 1000000,- in an envelope, your kindness is highly appreciated, Without your money, we would only get Rp 1.800.000,-&lt;br /&gt;5. the church and all the people there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The d day will be in 2 weeks time, hopefully everything will be fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to shop with loph today. Oh no. ID girl has big discount.&lt;br /&gt;I need to refresh my wardrobe. And get a new pair of shoes. Mangdu, anyone?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3389588169331334657?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3389588169331334657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3389588169331334657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3389588169331334657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3389588169331334657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-with-busking.html' title='The One With Busking'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-9209315403372836110</id><published>2007-03-31T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T11:42:57.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With My Paycheck</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With My Paycheck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not really remember when the last time i received my paycheck, but i don't think it was long ago.&lt;br /&gt;But today my student gave me another paycheck for march. Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;was so shocked. i thought i just received it.&lt;br /&gt;(Rejeki, jangan ditolak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway about them&lt;br /&gt;They were sisters, the older one is incredible quite, but the smaller one is incredibly irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she refused to go for tutoring, or pretended not being able to do questions, or try to hit her sisters (bertengkar)&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. How irritating. Anyway, on a lighter note, her mom said that she had holiday for a week, so she was going to take her to Germany for three weeks (which means  she will skipped school for 2 weeks). Means that she will not go for tutoring, i will be alone with her sister during these past 3 weeks. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New facts of the day = did you know that kentut is called &lt;strong&gt;borborygmia&lt;/strong&gt; in the medical term. my god sounds so sophisticated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam in 2 weeks time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-9209315403372836110?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/9209315403372836110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=9209315403372836110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/9209315403372836110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/9209315403372836110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-with-my-paycheck.html' title='The One With My Paycheck'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-7231233283149228354</id><published>2007-03-30T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T11:18:03.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One WIth Hokito And Phya</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One WIth Hokito And Phya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with moniq today when i asked how's phya&lt;br /&gt;she said she just had her anniversary with hok!Happy 4th anniversary for both of u!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is another coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before i dreamt abt meeting hokito and phya, and also hokito's older brother (who does not exist in real life, and fyi, he looked a lot like his older brother)&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;I dun even know that yesterday was their anniversary until mon told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway, this is what bea wrote in my testimonial :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;oi... dweeeee...!!!game lw jadi t'kenal tuh, berkat gw!olive, patty, n irene pngen banget punya tuh csi lw.. ohohoohohoho...ntar kalo gw uda tamat csi nya, bawain gw law n order y...btw, uda nanya nyokap lw blm soal mimpi gw? sapa tau jadi knyataan!!! hwahahaha...mimpi gw slengkapnya tuh:jadi kita lg dispok. tiba2 nyokap lw 'barge in' n triak2 ke fasil kita,"dwee, harus pulang..harus pulang skrg!"pas ditanyain kenapa, jawabnya tuh,"dia uda mau nikah, kan dia uda dijodoh in..."Gitu loh!!! gw sih cuma bengong2 aja di mimpi gw... NYAHAHAHAHA...oia, slamet ngamen y, weekend ini!!huhuhu,,,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am reaching small intestine alrd. Sigh. Got large intestine to cover, and regulation of energy and body temp.&lt;br /&gt;This is so fun. Log book so fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-7231233283149228354?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/7231233283149228354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=7231233283149228354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7231233283149228354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7231233283149228354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-with-hokito-and-phya.html' title='The One WIth Hokito And Phya'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-6875955791887918203</id><published>2007-03-29T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T17:31:46.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One WIth A Coincidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One WIth A Coincidence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so moody today.&lt;br /&gt;Some people are just irritating enough to make me moody.&lt;br /&gt;And the env do contribute to it, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway.&lt;br /&gt;A few people have been asking me when will i get married. Such a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i just filled in bulletin in friendster and they said i will get married at 23&lt;br /&gt;Then Bea told me today after discussion that she dreamt of me getting dragged by my mom to go for my own wedding party (perjodohan, ladies and gentleman)&lt;br /&gt;And Adi asked me today in his discussion room when i will be married, cos dita will be married in 2 years time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is another holiday.Yipie!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-6875955791887918203?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/6875955791887918203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=6875955791887918203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6875955791887918203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/6875955791887918203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-with-coincidence.html' title='The One WIth A Coincidence'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-5542398379179320605</id><published>2007-03-28T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T15:53:52.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One WIth SOme Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One WIth SOme Thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing specific to write. So i just write sth down abt what happen this past couple of days&lt;br /&gt;I got holiday today (again) and friday. Haha. I really wonder why they never come up with fixed schedule...&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, next year when i'll be doing periodontics module, i will only be coming at school for tuesday and friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got that corrine mae song from bea. Muahahaha. Vidi, when u coming back, i want to copy the whole album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to busk this sat and sunday at my church, right now we are lacking ared Rp 5000000. Hopefully everything will be covered this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah i am so bored of writing my report and logbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being sandwiched in the middle, knowing that people talk about others behind their back. What a fake friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss all my friends out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, i did this friendster bulletin post abt my age of marriage. They say i will be married at 23. oh no  2 more years, i haven't even graduated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is so crappy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-5542398379179320605?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/5542398379179320605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=5542398379179320605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5542398379179320605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/5542398379179320605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-with-some-thoughts.html' title='The One WIth SOme Thoughts'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-390311880158746359</id><published>2007-03-24T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T13:40:50.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With The Game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply troubled&lt;br /&gt;I got this game from Bea called Primary Case mYstery files (or sth like that) in which you are supposed to find the suspect who stole the queen's diamond. Yup, basically there are many suspects, and in the game you are supposed to match the name of the things and the pictures. The picture of the thing is hidden among many many other things. Basically it's a game to destroy your eyesight, and prevent you from doing your logbook.&lt;br /&gt;That what happens to me. Yesterday, almost the entire day was spent on that game (until i finally finished the game!!!). Who cares about T and B cell, this game is much more fun. Haha. Yah gaming is bad, esp for me, cos i have got the urge to finish the game. Somehow if i did not finish it something feels really wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the story is that i must stay away from games during school time. Maybe i can copy many new games from alys once the holiday started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking abt holiday.&lt;br /&gt;The end of block test will be on the 18th of april, after which i will have 10 days holiday. Then, new block will start (i think abt basic dental studies), which will go all the way till4th of june.&lt;br /&gt;After that, i will have holiday till september.....MUAHAUHAUHAUHAUHAUA....envy me, my friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-390311880158746359?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/390311880158746359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=390311880158746359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/390311880158746359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/390311880158746359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-with-game.html' title='The One With The Game'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-8430806397194031773</id><published>2007-03-21T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T18:00:05.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With MDE and SOCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With MDE and SOCA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not even remember the long form of that abbreviations.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today i did that MDE and SOCA exams.&lt;br /&gt;It's a very weird exam you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCA = 8.30-9&lt;br /&gt;students are given story of cases. In today's paper, there is four case&lt;br /&gt;CASE 1 = Dio was looking in front of the mirror and sweep through his right cheek when he found out that his right cheek was somewhat bigger than his left cheek. He then went to the doctor and asked whether the swelling was normal. The doctor told him that the swelling was indeed normal. It develops because of his habit of eating with only one side of the cheek. Then Dio ask, "which one is the abnormal one?" The doctor replied by saying that the swelling that he operated before, which will then be followed by chemotherapy and radiation. Satisfied with the answer, Dio went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, find the key word there, such as swelling, normal, etc, then you must write question. Then write the learning issues.&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, this is damn weird. You enter the exam room then the examiner will ask you to write the learning issues that you have studies.&lt;br /&gt;It's like writing learning isseus for TYS, really. Ex: students must be able to explain the structure, function, and role of chemical components of the body, DNA, RNA&lt; chemical reaction that takes place inside the body and the factors that affect it.&lt;br /&gt;And i found it useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MDE = 11 - 12.30&lt;br /&gt;this is 80 mcq question, but instead of two types of mcq that you found in jc, there is 4 types of it. I am too lazy to elaborate it.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the paper was okay, only that they should have put more questions on it so that you don't feel cheated (for studying so many, and only come out very few)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, i have finished my mid-term exam!&lt;br /&gt;HOoray!&lt;br /&gt;Next job on the list = logbook for case 6, prepare for next month exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR MY MENTOR ARIS!!!YOUR BOOKS ARE INDEED USEFUL (sebagai pajangan..saya terlalu malas untuk membaca...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-8430806397194031773?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/8430806397194031773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=8430806397194031773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8430806397194031773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/8430806397194031773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-with-mde-and-soca.html' title='The One With MDE and SOCA'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-7621999340288109094</id><published>2007-03-18T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:27:18.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Donkey's Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Donkey's Bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. On Occassion, our trusty truck acts funny, very good vehicles anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;2. Some say marry money, but my brother says (it's) bad business (to) marry money.&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;3. Elaine creates gigantic island at Venezuela. --&gt; thanks elaine for lending me your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's donkey's bridge (jembatan keledai).&lt;br /&gt;It's a short form you use to remember things easier&lt;br /&gt;Like 1 = 12 cranial nerves&lt;br /&gt;olfactory optical occulomotor trochlear trigeminal abducens facial vestibulocochlear gastropharyngeal vagus accessory hypoglossus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or 2 = sensory sensory motor motor both motor both sensory both both motor motor (which nerve has which)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or 3= stress hormone = epinephrine cortisol glucagon insulin aldosterone vasopressin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good way to memorise things. Who create this thing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no i'm not done with first and second trigger.........&lt;br /&gt;help me&lt;br /&gt;help&lt;br /&gt;helppppp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-7621999340288109094?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/7621999340288109094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=7621999340288109094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7621999340288109094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/7621999340288109094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-with-donkeys-bridge.html' title='The One With Donkey&apos;s Bridge'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-2594013075725358787</id><published>2007-03-16T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T19:37:46.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Wakapolda Semarang</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One WIth Wakapolda Semarang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a story to ponder:&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there is a person called A, who is the boss of B in a police department in Semarang, Indonesia. So, this A transfers B to another place called Kendal. B is unhappy with that.&lt;br /&gt;So one day, B goes to A's office and take C, a policewoman, as a hostage.&lt;br /&gt;When A goes in, B brutally shot A to death with 14 shots. C was unconscious. Meanwhile, a group of snipers shot B through the key hole and that's the end of B's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, this is a true story that made a headline these past few days, just after the plane crash in Yogyakarta. After this incident, people are talking about the safety of the possession of gun, and whether our own team-mate are actually sane enough to use one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i can memorise most muscles in the body alrd!oh yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-2594013075725358787?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/2594013075725358787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=2594013075725358787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2594013075725358787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/2594013075725358787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-with-wakapolda-semarang.html' title='The One With Wakapolda Semarang'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-3566088867101129316</id><published>2007-03-14T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T15:50:20.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Sphygmomanometer</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Sphygmomanometer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the title?Cos today i've got skill's labtest about taking a person's blood pressure...&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you go to hospital or see movie of how people take other's blood pressure measurement so easily, don't get bluffed. It's not as easy as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it's very difficult to get a good pulse for some people (esp those with artery way within the muscle)&lt;br /&gt;Then, the problem of hearing. The lub dub sound is sometimes very faint that you dunno when it starts beating. Really pity those who have trouble in hearing, this must be a super difficult job.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then in UI, i came across many different types of test.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, blood pressure is nothing, wait until you are tested on how to put injection on others. I mean with blood pressure, you can still practising or get a familiar feel of the sound or the method. But injection? I don't think people will volunteer themselves to be injected by you. Well, this problems come later. So let's focus on the test that i encountered today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there are 80 undergrads. They have 10 discussion room. So the first 10 students will be called in randomly, and then they will be allocated to different room. In there, there will be the person to be measured and the facilitator. Once the ball rang, you could start the test. Take as many time as possible, you've got 6 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of 6 minutes, the bell will rang again, and now it's your turn to be measured by the next person, while the first person can go.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, quite unique eh? Hmm...fot histology test and bone test, it's similar to that. For example, they will put different microscope, each with different types of tissue. You are allocated to each microscope. Once the bell rang, you've got 60 seconds to think what kind of tissue is that. When the time is up, you shift to the next microscope. And the test goes on. (Similar to bone test, in which you are given a bone, eg: right femur. Then you must write down the name of the bone and whether it is right or left)&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there is no practical test anymore.Haha. Only MDE test and OSCI test next week.Hopefully i can do well in both.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah!about oral test!Haha. You will talk to the professor face to face. The professor will ask you a question, such as: I am smiling right now. Name the muscles involved in my facial expression right now.&lt;br /&gt;So far no oral test yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, gotta take a nap *headache headache*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-3566088867101129316?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/3566088867101129316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=3566088867101129316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3566088867101129316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/3566088867101129316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-with-sphygmomanometer.html' title='The One With Sphygmomanometer'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-4732704476522891371</id><published>2007-03-02T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T13:37:26.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Six Weird Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With Six Weird Facts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tagged by alice a few weeks ago. 6 weird facts about me?Eh i am quite normal!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;1. When i was in kindergarten, i cannot differentiate which one is my left hand and which one is my right one&lt;br /&gt;2. When i was in kindergarten (again), i like to colour things. But then, oh man, how to describe this. You know, when you colour pictures right, sometimes you want to colour it from different angles. Normal people will actually rotate the page then continue colouring. Me? I got up and rotate my self instead of rotating the paper. It goes on until my kindergarten teacher told me that i can actually rotate the paper instead of standing up and move around the table&lt;br /&gt;3. I am very sensitive to noise - to the lowest ticking sound. That's why i cannot stand being in a room with a clock wall with distinguished ticking sound, or even doing my exam with the ticking sound of my watch&lt;br /&gt;4. Brand loyalty!I always use thing of certain brand. My pen has been parker since i was in third grade, not only the brand, but also the type. Yah, it got lost a couple of times but i always manage to buy the exact pen. Call me weird?Nah!Wait until you met my dad (who only want to use a certain brand of nail clipper)&lt;br /&gt;5. i am super careless. Have lost 2 handphone, 2 wallets, a couple of hundred bucks , and amazingly all that happened not in high-crime coutnries like Indon, but in Singapore and Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm quite normal. Haha. No 6th point for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-4732704476522891371?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/4732704476522891371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=4732704476522891371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4732704476522891371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/4732704476522891371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-with-six-weird-facts.html' title='The One With Six Weird Facts'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-1771611773988394107</id><published>2007-03-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:45:16.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One When I Am Back On</title><content type='html'>i got difficulties logging in to my blog for such a long time. Now i'm back on track.&lt;br /&gt;Semester 2 has started. I am joining a new, boring group of english-speaking class. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Going to campus like kindergarten students. 3 hours per day, max 6 if i have two consecutive labs.&lt;br /&gt;The rest is spent by doing report, like making your own lecture notes. Blah. Now i really appreciate those teachers who make the lecture notes for us. Difficult leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CNY everybody&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YEANCHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in the mood to type. Got food poisoning for a couple of days alrd.&lt;br /&gt;tmrw another holiday, but dunno whether i need to go for friday's mass or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-1771611773988394107?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/1771611773988394107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=1771611773988394107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1771611773988394107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/1771611773988394107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-when-i-am-back-on.html' title='The One When I Am Back On'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-116921152554159551</id><published>2007-01-19T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T20:58:49.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With New STuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With New STuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STUPID PRODUCER KILLED BILLY THOMAS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU RUINED MY DAY!!!!HOW COME HE SUDDENLY GOT BRAIN TUMOUR AND DIED IN COURT?!!!&lt;br /&gt;i thought ally's gonna be with him lor...haiz...cheat my feeling!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story about alice&lt;br /&gt;so she told me the other day that she would be leaving on jan 18th...so we said goodbye and everything&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly she called me today, telling me that she missed the plane because she forgot to take the ticket from the phone.OMG. I can't believe if i'm in her place.&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me that she just bluffed me.&lt;br /&gt;CUIH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;feel cheated again.&lt;br /&gt;so the truth is that she postponed the flight to 4th of feb....&lt;br /&gt;feeling cheated, i shared the story with yeanching. Thankfully, she also felt cheated after she knew the truth.&lt;br /&gt;MUahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About ally mcbeal..(now it seems that my blog is told in alphabetical order)&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the middle of the fourth season, and every now and then i met familiar people on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;OKay , guest stars from grey's anatomy : the chief's wife, dr burke&lt;br /&gt;from house MD : dr cuddy&lt;br /&gt;from desperate housewife: mike, his father in law, rex,bree&lt;br /&gt;Seems that many people meet each other in drama series like this (i find it entertaining)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About driving&lt;br /&gt;I finally took my driving lessons!!!so it will be in 10 meetinf @0.5 hour...it costs me like 400000, and then if i want to take driving license, must pay another 425000&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i took the kijang car, then today the avanza car..&lt;br /&gt;then can drive straight to the jalan raya (big road&gt;?)and indon's traffic is soscary cos some of them drive like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is weiheen's birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY WEIHEEN!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-116921152554159551?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/116921152554159551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=116921152554159551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116921152554159551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116921152554159551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-with-new-stuff.html' title='The One With New STuff'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-116848464616991003</id><published>2007-01-11T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T11:04:06.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With Holiday</title><content type='html'>I am such a lazy blogger...Haven't been blogging since december..thanks to dvds and alice's gamess..&lt;br /&gt;First of all i want to wish Merry christmas and happy new year to all of you out there, and of course Selamat Idul Adha to those who celebrate it..&lt;br /&gt;Well, holiday is coming and now i am back to slacking mode (just like last year). And all i do all day is watching dvd, watching dvd, and watching dvd. Yes. I bought MANY dvds last year such as Monk (3 seasons), Ally McBeal (5seasons), House (1season), and some other individual DVDs. And you all can borrow it if you want. What an unproductive holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Actually before the holiday started, i planned to make my new xhdd pouch, and then clean up my room, put away semester 1 books, and painting. And halfway through my holiday none of them is achieved..&lt;br /&gt;However, i did spend time with those people from VJ, namely Alice, cin, hok, stephan, phya, gary, pefi,...we went out to MKG the other day and a few days later we decided to go nomat in TA..yes, it felt good to meet those people again.. it's just different when talking to them and when talking to my current classmates. I was having a good laugh those days because those people are really jokers. *satisfied*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start driving you know, and i am going to take my driving license next week with nteph. Then my momwill buy me a second hand car so i can learn with it, then after that we can sold it again.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to another VJ outing.. muahahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-116848464616991003?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/116848464616991003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=116848464616991003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116848464616991003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116848464616991003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-with-holiday.html' title='The One With Holiday'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-116696628445891506</id><published>2006-12-24T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T21:18:04.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want For Christmas Is You</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;All I Want For Christmas Is You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a lot for ChristmasThere is just onething I needI don't care about the presentsUnderneath the Christmas treeI just want you for myownMore than you could ever knowMake my wish cometrueAll I want for Christmas is youIdon't want a lot for ChristmasThere is just one thingI need, and IDon't care about the presentsUnderneath the Christmas treeI don't need to hangmy stockingThere upon the fireplaceSanta Clauswon't make me happyWith a toy on Christmas dayI just want you for my ownMore than you could everknowMake my wish come trueAll I want for Christmasis you, youuuuu, ooh ooh baby, oh ohI won't askfor much this ChristmasI won't even wish for snow,and II just want to keep on waitingUnderneath themistletoeI won't make a list and send itTo the North Pole for Saint NickI won't even stayup lateTo hear those magic reindeer click'Cuz I just want you here tonightHolding on to meso tightWhat more can I doOh, Baby all I want forChristmas is you, youuuu, ooh babyAll the lights areshiningSo brightly everywhereAnd the sound ofchildrens'Laughter fills the airAndeveryone is singingI hear those sleigh bells ringingSanta won't you bring meThe one I really needWon't you please bring my baby to me quickly, yeahOhh ohh, I don't want a lot for ChristmasThisis all I'm asking forI just want to see my babyStanding right outside my doorOhh ohh, I just wantyou for my ownMore than you could ever knowMake mywish come trueOh, Baby all I want for Christmas is you,you ooh, babyAll I want for Christmas is you, oohbaby (repeat to fade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i copy paste from the net how come it turned out like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful christmas everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for  what you got,&lt;br /&gt;there are millions out there who wish to be in your position&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-116696628445891506?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/116696628445891506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=116696628445891506' title='0 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December 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i turned 21. And so does my 4 other batch friends (Kiky, Mitha, Nadia, and Arum). And also FKG UI turned 45 today.See?I told you i am so fated with 21. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly i want to thank my family who has been supporting me all along, through thicks and thins. I will not be who i am today without their part.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all my friends who wished me happy birthday, through sms, handshakes, or even testimonials. It felt great to know that there are many people out there who are care for me.&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends who turned 20 and 18 today, happy birthday! (Now i know how it feels to say happy birthday to the person who has the same birthday as you)&lt;br /&gt;To FKG UI. It's been a 45 awesome years.And to those rice boxes you gave to the staffs and students.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank my sis, who gave me a really great present today.&lt;br /&gt;Being 20 may not be the best thing in my life, but who knows there might be something nice happens in my 21st year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-116679061231647881?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/116679061231647881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=116679061231647881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116679061231647881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116679061231647881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-with-21st-december-2006.html' title='The One With 21st December 2006'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-116660581053826243</id><published>2006-12-20T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T17:10:10.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day of Being 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Last Day of Being 20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last day.&lt;br /&gt;My 20th year sucks big time&lt;br /&gt;Hope for a better 21st year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-116660581053826243?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/116660581053826243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=116660581053826243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116660581053826243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116660581053826243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-day-of-being-20.html' title='The Last Day of Being 20'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-116619595545947545</id><published>2006-12-15T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T23:19:15.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One With The End Of Orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The One With The End Of Orientation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!&lt;br /&gt;After 4 bloody months of orientation, it's finally over!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, i wanted to tell about our last task&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we are given this task last tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;1. collect all 82 photos in soft copy, as in your own photo&lt;br /&gt;2. take batch photo in UI wood, ALL OF THEM&lt;br /&gt;3. 2 banner for Lustrum FKG UI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's due on thursday. So we only have wednesday to go to depok to take photos in UI wood. FYI, UI wood is the place in front of the campus in which there is a makara made up of bushes.&lt;br /&gt;So latey it's been raining everyday.And on wed, it rained damn heavy. Even though i used umbrella and put on my raincoat, still, my whole cltohes were wet. No wonder i got flu these days...Sigh...exam in a few days and i am sick...&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's damn difficult to take photo under HEAVY DOWNPOUR, especially with lightning and thunder. &lt;br /&gt;Well. that's not the worst part you know. Task no 3 was obviously my responsibility. Wanna know the story behind it?Dr tami liked our aishiteru banner, so she gleefully asked us to paint 2 for lustrum (last week somebody from 05 has contacted me, asking for my favour to paint the banner. I was quite reluctant to say yes, and now they put it into mabim task. Perfect).&lt;br /&gt;Yes, on that day i had to stay overnight at nteph's house (again) with some other friends. We started to paint banner at 8 pm, and finished it at 1.30 am.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I don't care. It's been a colourful journey, and i think i never regret to take part in it, even thought i must admit that some tasks are ridiculously ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam in a matter of days. I hope i can do well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-116619595545947545?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/116619595545947545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=116619595545947545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116619595545947545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116619595545947545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-with-end-of-orientation.html' title='The One With The End Of Orientation'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8017927.post-116547433980911670</id><published>2006-12-07T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:52:19.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLUE</title><content type='html'>IFeelSoBlueToday..&lt;br /&gt;MyLifeIsDamnBoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4773/523/1600/85661/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4773/523/320/313858/blue.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8017927-116547433980911670?l=dwee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/feeds/116547433980911670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8017927&amp;postID=116547433980911670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116547433980911670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8017927/posts/default/116547433980911670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dwee.blogspot.com/2006/12/blue.html' title='BLUE'/><author><name>dwee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209279311766799228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
