<?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-18943433</id><updated>2011-08-10T12:57:32.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Along the Road</title><subtitle type='html'>My thoughts...My feelings...My Journey</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-115898512685549250</id><published>2006-09-22T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:18:46.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Priscil's Bday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/IMG_1757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/IMG_1757.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/IMG_1753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/IMG_1753.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Blue Fish... sushi restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even remember what we had... but I remember the drinks though...^.^!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We toasted with apple cider sake....it's a hot sake btw. KAMPAI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Pink Samurai....what a name..heheh... (look at the pic on the left with pink color)&lt;br /&gt;It's mixed of sake, peach schnapps, a splash of cranberry juice and orange juice with a lemon twist, shaken not stirred.  *Oopss...forgot for a moment there that I'm not working at a restaurant anymore... ^^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu had a pinapple martini.... I don't know how it tastes. Didn't get a chance to try it coz she send it back. She said it tasted awful like a medicine...^^&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/IMG_1754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/IMG_1754.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she had a Bellini.... Don't remember what's in it. Didn't read the description. But, I bet there's orange juice, a bit of pinapple juice, either vodka or sake (this restaurant likes to change vodka with sake) and a splash of lemon?.  Anyway, it was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager came and say hello (she knows Ayu).  She told us that they have a new martini -- Apple-Lychee Martini. It wasn't on the menu yet.&lt;br /&gt;I heard she said apple-green tea martini....huahuahuhauha... I was like...WHAT?! apple-green tea martini???? wakkakakaka...&lt;br /&gt;She said, I'll make one for you so you could try it...hehehe... (knowing people pays!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Priscil had that new tini and she liked it. I didn't like it. Appletini is soooo much better than that. But Ayu liked it, so she ordered a new one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/IMG_1761.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/IMG_1761.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sal.... I don't even know how many beers that he had... It's a lot!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were all happy and laughing... *it's the boozes doing hihihih*&lt;br /&gt;Ayu was soo drunk that she started to talk loud and all.....OMG!&lt;br /&gt;And Sal was too.... it was sooooooo embarassing... I'm not gonna be able to show my face there in 3 months probably...*over banget gak seh hahahha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we really had a good time...and took some &lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jessicalionarda/album?.dir=77a9re2&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;amp;.done=http%3a//pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jessicalionarda/my_photos"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;  too. *really Jess, what's new with that?! Everywhere n anytime u go, u always take pics...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly.... Happy Bday yeh Sil!!! Wish u all the best and good luck with everything hahahhaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-115898512685549250?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/115898512685549250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=115898512685549250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/115898512685549250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/115898512685549250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/09/priscils-bday.html' title='Priscil&apos;s Bday!!!'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-115881057916309797</id><published>2006-09-20T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T23:09:17.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Akeelah and the Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Actually, who are you not to be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;                                               -Marianne Williamson-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching Akeelah and the Bee. It is a great movie. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;This movie is about Akeelah who's a genious in spelling but lives in a ghetto neighborhood and attend a bad school. But the school believes that she has a chance to win at the National Spelling Bee Contest. Blablablabla...you know how the story is....just like what I'm gonna say next, which is gonna be a cliche...hehehehe...but I'll say it anyway ^.^&lt;br /&gt;"You (or should I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;?) can do and accomplish anything everything with determination and if you believe that you can actually do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the reason I made this blog coz of the quote.&lt;br /&gt;This quote was in the movie, which I think is very very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;true.&lt;br /&gt;We, human, are afraid of ourselves and afraid of what we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can &lt;/span&gt;do. We can do anything from improving to destroying if we set our minds to it. We have the powers to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the powers to make peace and we also have the powers to make wars.&lt;br /&gt;We have the powers to do goods and we have the powers to do bads.&lt;br /&gt;We have the powers to create beautiful things and we have the powers to create ugly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can do everything we want.... And that's what scares people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, we are all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;human......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-115881057916309797?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/115881057916309797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=115881057916309797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/115881057916309797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/115881057916309797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/09/akeelah-and-bee.html' title='Akeelah and the Bee'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-115802928590081533</id><published>2006-09-11T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:47:06.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wohoo I won $150!!</title><content type='html'>YAY! I won $150 today.... =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my coworkers asked me if I want to put some money on the pot for football game on (last) Friday.&lt;br /&gt;They had this paper filled with squares. We put our names down to any squares we want.&lt;br /&gt;1 squares = $5 but then they drop it to $2 coz nobody wanted to play and they needed it to be filled.... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After it got filled, they'll reveal the numbers. &lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to play. They explained it to me TWICE and I still don't get it... &gt;.&lt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I paid $4 = 2 squares. Just jotted my name down to any squares.... &lt;br /&gt;I thought, oo well nothing to lose, it's only $4...&lt;br /&gt;They told me don't forget to watch the game on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't watch it..... I don't understand the game and I don't care to learn...hehehehe.... besides it's only a bunch of big guys on top of another to reach that 1 ball.... what's so exciting bout that?? Beats me! &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-oh.... football fans are going to kill me now!! wakkakak... whatever, this is my blog and I can say whatever I want...=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story. &lt;br /&gt;This morning when I'm at work, Mary called me but I needed to go take care of something so I called her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary: Hey, Jessica! How's it going? You won a lot of money!&lt;br /&gt;Jess: Not much... really?? how much?&lt;br /&gt;Mary: You don't know how much you won??&lt;br /&gt;Jess: No...&lt;br /&gt;Mary: You don't know how much you won?? You didn't watch the game?&lt;br /&gt;Jess: No.... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary: Oo man, you won $150... you won 3 quarters! We're waiting on our lunch now...hahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;Jess: Are you serious?? YAY!! hahahahaha.... ^____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't go down to see them today at lunch...wakakkaka....^.^&lt;br /&gt;I went down around 4 PM and when I walked in......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;D: Hey Jessica, you didn't go down on lunch...&lt;br /&gt;Jess: Hehehehe... &lt;br /&gt;M&amp;D: We were waiting on you to get our lunch....&lt;br /&gt;Jess: heuhuehuehe where's my money? ^^&lt;br /&gt;***She gave me the money***&lt;br /&gt;Jess: heheheh tomorrow....[rese... ya udah deh gpp...duit judi juga seh hauhuahuha]&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;D: Ok! huehuehe... &lt;br /&gt;***Roxy passed by***&lt;br /&gt;D: Hey Roxy, this is Jessica.... [apparently they were wondering who won...hehehhe]&lt;br /&gt;R: Oohh that's you!! Man!  &lt;br /&gt;***She left and another girl passed by dunno her name, just call her L for lady ^^*** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: L, that's Jessica!&lt;br /&gt;L: Oh that's you! You know whoever won the 4th quarter gotta sell the squares?&lt;br /&gt;J: no, really?? [when I looked at the paper again, I saw that it's been written down that the winner of 4th qtr has to sell it.... Fiuuhh... I won 1,2,3 and L won 4th qtr....no wonder she's pissed...hihihihihihih]&lt;br /&gt;L: Uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;D: She won the 4th quarter...&lt;br /&gt;M: Everybody hates you now.... everybody is your enemy now...heuhuehe&lt;br /&gt;L: Yes, and now I have to sell it... Do you wanna play again?&lt;br /&gt;J: errr....hmm..... heuhuehue&lt;br /&gt;L: Look at her! She needs to think about it again?! Everybody who didn't win put like $20 in it and you need to think about it again?!?&lt;br /&gt;J: heheheh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up playing for $6.... Raised my stake there.... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we'll see how it turns out next week since the game is on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I don't win the 4th qtr...Hate to sell stuff, that's why I'm not a saleswoman...&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-115802928590081533?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/115802928590081533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=115802928590081533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/115802928590081533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/115802928590081533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/09/wohoo-i-won-150.html' title='Wohoo I won $150!!'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-115767847997457305</id><published>2006-09-07T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T01:20:36.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 blogs</title><content type='html'>Due to technical problems aka my stupidity ^^ I now have 2 blogs.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check the new one out at &lt;a href= "http://montokdehih.blogspot.com/" &gt;http://montokdehih.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm still gonna use this one tho' so plz check on both....^___^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-115767847997457305?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/115767847997457305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=115767847997457305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/115767847997457305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/115767847997457305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/09/2-blogs.html' title='2 blogs'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-114732580930666075</id><published>2006-05-11T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T01:02:53.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz..quiz... quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your World View&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly broadminded romantic and reasonably content. &lt;br /&gt;You value kindness and try to live by your ideals. &lt;br /&gt;You have strong need for security, which may be either emotional or material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You respect truth and are flexible. &lt;br /&gt;You like people, and they can readily make friends with you. &lt;br /&gt;You are not very adventurous, but this does not bother you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourworldviewquiz/"&gt;What Is Your World View?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DABB99" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Black Coffee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EAD3B8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/black-coffee.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are: low maintenance, friendly, and adaptable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are: cheap and angsty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink coffee when: you can get your hands on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your caffeine addiction level: high&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Coffee Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Low maintenance?? Is it good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***How You Life Your Life***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to always dream of things within reach - and you usually get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;br /&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's true....hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-114732580930666075?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/114732580930666075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=114732580930666075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114732580930666075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114732580930666075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/05/quizquiz-quiz.html' title='Quiz..quiz... quiz'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-114732496493459497</id><published>2006-05-11T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T00:26:09.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Flavor Martini Am I?</title><content type='html'>Took this quiz and got this result. I'm a chocolate martini...hmm..yummy....though I like apple martini better. Just had 1 last weekend. I think that was the best appletini I've ever had so far. It was from that &lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-timer-gay-bar-g.html"&gt;piano bar&lt;/a&gt;. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chocolate Martini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavormartiniareyouquiz/chocolate-martini.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an elegant drunk, who only likes the best bars and the most expensive drinks.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a cheapskate, you're likely to mooch ten dollar drinks off both friends and strangers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should never: Drink and dash. You're gonna get caught leaving someone with the tab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal party: A posh celebrity party you crash, with an open bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your drinking soulmates: those with a Classic Martini personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your drinking rivals: those with a Blueberry Martini personality&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavormartiniareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Martini Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiihihi.... I should never drink n dash, I should just tell them to pay for me. ^g^&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere with an open bar is always good, doesn't have to be a celebrity party... ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-114732496493459497?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/114732496493459497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=114732496493459497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114732496493459497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114732496493459497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-flavor-martini-am-i.html' title='What Flavor Martini Am I?'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-114715338603645439</id><published>2006-05-09T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T06:51:01.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Timer Gay Bar ^g^</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday we went to a gay bar after work. They told me it's a piano bar.... Sureee it's a piano/gay bar.... ^g^ That was my 1st time ever.....heuhheuhue... Isn't that bar interesting?!^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with 2 gay guys, 1 is my hairdresser Martin, i'm gonna do my hair again this wednesday huehueh, (duh! obviously they'll take me to a gay bar, huh?&gt;.&gt;) and a couple (my roommate and her bf).&lt;br /&gt;We stayed for a little bit at the piano bar and then left to the "Drama Room". Because my roommate's bf said it's a nice place. They have a balcony so we can go outside. &lt;br /&gt;We only lasted 3 minutes there. Coz turned out that that night they had a private party. Your name has to be on the list to get in....Ain't that an exclusive private party?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to go to Nikita. It's a straight bar but there are some gays go there too. But basically it's a straight bar. Spent some time there and then my friend kept saying that he's hungry. So we went to eat around 1-1:30, besides the last call to buy drinks will be around 1:30 anyway. You know we can't get drunk past 2 AM... So all of us who want to get drunk have to the power hour til the last call ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Panda's (chinese restaurant). That restaurant was between a lesbian bar and a gay bar....huehheuhue... &lt;br /&gt;Actually, along that street was mostly gay bars.....huehuheuhe....Seen some interesting scenes that night.... ^g^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like hanging out with gay guys... They are sooo fun to be around with!!! You'll laugh yourself out the entire time. heuhuehue....&lt;br /&gt;And besides you can talk to them about anything.....including or I should say &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;especially &lt;/span&gt;about guys...wakkaka...&lt;br /&gt;Like today, I went happy hour after work with 3 guys (gay obviously ^^) I just met the other 1 (David-bule, yg 2nya org indo) today. It was really fun and refreshing after work...and the drinks helped too...hihihihi....&lt;br /&gt;There was this gay couple sitting 2-3 tables from us.. Ooohhh Lord, aren't they handsome....hihihii... we were talking about them. I like the dark hair one ;), Martin like the blond 1, Riko wants both of them (ain't he a greedy one &gt;.&gt;), and David was like, well what do I get?! huehheue... He likes the dark hair 1. But after passing around them for a few times (not my fault! They moved to the inside and sat near the restroom. I can't help my nature's calls!! ;D) I like the blond 1 better. I think the dark hair 1 is too preety. hihihi...kesaing atuh gue....wakakak...&lt;br /&gt;We were gossiping about them... we think that they're on a 1st date coz both of them were really sweet to each other...wakakkaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... lately I've been hanging out with gays too much... The other day I went out with Martin and his friends who came from Florida. I was gay and the other was straight. &lt;br /&gt;Hope I don't become 1 &gt;.&gt;....*thinking....* Nah, I still like men. heuheuhue..^.^ Well, what can I do...they're not boring! &lt;br /&gt;I went to a bar with some of my coworkers from the restaurant not the office. It was boring. They don't really talk about anything much. Mostly back to work again. If we talk about something, it won't last really long. That's why I'm kind of always rejecting them when they ask me to go out. But I can't reject them all the time so I'll go with them once or twice. ^^ Oh, and if a bunch of people go, they'll talk in chinese....Isn't that fun?!? I don't get what they're saying and I'm tired of asking what? what? After some time I'll just let it pass and not asking so much...whatever...they can talk all they want....^g^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-114715338603645439?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/114715338603645439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=114715338603645439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114715338603645439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114715338603645439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-timer-gay-bar-g.html' title='First Timer Gay Bar ^g^'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-114594178222475541</id><published>2006-04-24T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:09:42.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easier Way To Be A Stalker</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I think it was yesterday, I heard this on the radio on my way to work. They were talking about a new cell phone that will(will or already? dunno, anyway..) come out.&lt;br /&gt;Actually they talked about it some few days ago but they brought it up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Disney is releasing a kid's cell phone with GPS tracking in it. So, the parents can know exactly where their kids are. Not only that, but parents can also limit how many calls they can accept and program it so that when they call their kids, whether they are on the call or not, parents' calls will automatically go through and disconnect all the calls. Well, at least that's what I understand from that radio talk. &lt;br /&gt;It's pretty cool, huh?! You can exactly know where your kids are and you'll never hear that busy tone again or you'll never ever be ignored by your kids again... you know all those call waiting that they've been ignored coz they're too busy talking on the phone...hehehhee....&lt;br /&gt;And you can also limit how many phone calls they can accept and dial. How cool is that?! Now you don't have to worry about all those minutes wasted away. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason they brought it up again was because Sprint is releasing a family tracking phone program. They are releasing cell phones with GPS tracking system that can track family members that (I think) using the same family plans. &lt;br /&gt;Wow, imagine that!! Isn't that new tech is making it easier for people to stalk other people?? &lt;br /&gt;Well, the good thing about it is that your BF/GF or spouse can't have an affair heuheuhuehuehuhe... ^g^&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. not really true.. they can still have 2 or several cell phones and if you turn off the cell ph, the GPS doesn't work. But still... that's cool and at the same time creepy... What if you lose ur cell and somebody got it. That person can track your family members............ &gt;.&gt;" Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-114594178222475541?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/114594178222475541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=114594178222475541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114594178222475541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114594178222475541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/04/easier-way-to-be-stalker.html' title='Easier Way To Be A Stalker'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-114521524996636908</id><published>2006-04-16T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T14:40:36.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Come It's So Dark In Here?</title><content type='html'>2 weekends ago (I think it's 2 weeks ago) we went to a club. Only the 3 of us since nobody can or want to go coz the club is kinda pricey. My friends got invited by the bartender who works there. She put them name in the VIP list, so we didn't have to pay the cover. The cover was about $15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there there was this guy (I think he's the valet guy) ask us if we want to pay $10 for the spot in front. We were like... is this the valet guy or what? How come he asked us that kind of question. Gue kira mah calo....hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;So my friend said, yeah...so we gave him $10 and he gave us a ticket and told us that later he'll pull out the car for us. But when we left we walked to the car coz nobody came to us besides it was really close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we went in and went to the bar to see her. Oohh man... it's a black club... hihihihi... but it's the high class blacks...coz all the cars were expensive and you can just see from the way they dressed. &lt;br /&gt;I ask my friends "How come it's so dark in here??" heuheuhuehuheue ^g^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got our drinks and looked around. We went upstairs and there's a balcony outside. So we sat there and talked. After a while like around 1:30-1:45am we left.&lt;br /&gt;So my friend went to the bar to pay the tab. Guess what?!? The tab was only $5.50!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hhuehuuheheuhuehuhe..... We drank quite a lot actually. 2 cocktails, 4 long island ice teas, 6 beers, we could easily spend $100 with the cover. But we didn't have to pay the cover and the tab was only 5.50 hihihihi... Don't you just loveee her............ ^.^V We gave her $40 tips. ^g^&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to eat Korean food til 5:00am.... heuheuhuhe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night they asked me if I wanted to go there again. But I didn't feel like going out besides I was a bit dizzy and sleepy too. So they went there again last night. Don't know what their tab was...Hmm... I wonder how much they paid last nite....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-114521524996636908?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/114521524996636908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=114521524996636908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114521524996636908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114521524996636908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-come-its-so-dark-in-here.html' title='How Come It&apos;s So Dark In Here?'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-114521453517951700</id><published>2006-04-16T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:26:28.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amit2 Dah Cinanya!!!</title><content type='html'>Last Weekend, hari jumat tepatnya, gue closed resto gue. Kita ada wedding rehearsal party (org2 Taiwan). Mulainya jem 8:30, which is jem dimana lage rame2nya itu resto. &lt;br /&gt;Pestanya tuh 50 org, 7 courses banquet. Masa cuma dihargain $1200 + tax n tips ama bos gue!!!! Unbelievable abis gak seh?!?! Gue gak ngerti dah apa yg ada di otaknya dia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah gitu mereka bawa wine sendiri. And once again, bos goblok itu ngecharge cuma $50 buat semua botol yg mereka bawa...... &lt;br /&gt;Padahal kita biasa charge $20 per botol. Dan yg nyebelinnya lage tuh org2 pada gak tau diri. Kita kira cuma bawa wine, which kalo org normal bawanya wine doank. Eeehhh masuk2 mereka keluarin Grey Goose Vodka, beers, cognac, can sodas (bayangin aja masa sampe SODA aja dia bawa, keterlaluan banget gak seh cipenya!!!!). Yg resenya resto gue itu kan full bar n setiap botol liquornya harus ada stiker TABC. TABC itu yg ngurusin alcohol beverages di TX. Kalo tiba2 mereka masuk kita bakalan in big trouble banget karena yg mereka bawa hard liquor semua gitu. Mana sekarang2 ini TABC tuh lage gila semua... nangkepin org2 yg mabuk di bar2....Mo mabok parah kek mo gak kek, asal mereka bilang elu mabok bakalan langsung ditangkep. Dibilangnya intoxicated in public places gitu. Masa org yg mabok di bar hotel ditangkap padahal gak nyetir, org dia tidur di atas gitu. Trus TABCnya gak harus ngetest elu dulu buat nangkep. Asal dia bilang lu mabok gak ngomong apa2 lage masuk penjara deh lu.&lt;br /&gt;Nah lage gede2an gini, ini org bawa itu liquor semua mo ditaro di bar kita.&lt;br /&gt;Manager gue seh udah bt n marah abis. Bos gue disamperin...hihihihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eniwei, resto gue tutup jem 11, mereka selese jem 11, tapi masih pada ngobrol2 dan masih blom bayar. Guekan mo tutup toko. Mana bisa tutup kalo gak dibayar. Wt yg tua nanya gue udah bayar lom? gue bilang belom. Trus dia samperin minta bayar. &lt;br /&gt;Trus ini tante (BITCH) ngmong pake mandarin ke si tua. Dia bilang dia gak mo bayar 18% tips, cuma mo bayar 10% doank. Trus dia nyamperin gue, tapi masih ngmong pake mandarin n mukanya gak ngeliat ke gue. Jadi gak gue dengerin. Eh tau2 dia nengok ke gue bilang "You understand?!" IIIHHH mampus, gak sopan amat nih cina.. gue jutekin aje, gue bilang NO! padahal gue ngerti dia ngomong apa hauhuahuhau....^.^&lt;br /&gt;Trus dia repeat pk inggris, trus bilang lage "You understand?!" IIHHHHHH MAMPUS DAH INI TANTE eh salah bitch, mulai sekarang dia si bitch! Gak pernah diajarin sopan santun apa, pantesan aja anaknya jg kaya dia cuma anaknya tuh STUPID BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;Entar bakal nyambung ke anaknya itu kok nih cerita....sabar yah pembaca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh sialan kayanya gue bakal sakit lage... tiba2 pilek gini gue...huh gara2 rumet gue neh!! padahal gue baru aja sembuh berapa minggu yg lalu.....huhuhhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yak lanjut, tadi tuh intermezzo aje...hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bitch: I don't want to pay 18% tips bcos your service is bad! I only want to pay 10%!  Nobody serve us. blablablablabla.....&lt;/span&gt;*ngoceh2 aja dia, amit2 dah gak bisa ngomong baek2 apa?!! Karena ini bitch langsung gak sopan yah gue jutekin terus aje*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Emang seh partynya agak2 dicuekin ama wt2nya, gue tau itu... karena kita lage rame n biasanya temen2nya bos gue yg party disitu tuh pada pelit2 and demanding abis, jadinya wt2 pada sebel n lebih belain meja2 mereka yg di luar....^g^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bitch: When we come in the place is not set up. My son told me that everything is not ready. *manggil anaknya si dumb ass*&lt;br /&gt;Gue: We set up the table. We don't do the decorations. That's your job to do, we only set the tables.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: I'm not talking about the tables! I ask your boss to do the party in this side. but when we come it's in that side and it's not closed. We have shy guests that can't see other people...blbablablabla &lt;/span&gt;*BITCH, if your guests can't see other people, ask them to stay at HOME!!! It's a public place!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbass dateng, at this point all the waiters were already at the front desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bitch: The place is not set up right?!&lt;br /&gt;Dumbass: Yes, and when I came nobody help me....blaablabal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Trus mereka ngoceh apa deh gitu...gak jelas gue udah males dengerin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dumbass: And the guy who helped me take the liquor give me an attitude&lt;/span&gt; (manager gue tuh hihihi..abis katanya dia itu dumbass gak sopan minta tolongnya jadi dia sebel jg huehuehue dasar gila)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dumbass: Who's that guy?&lt;br /&gt;Wt 1: That's the manager.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: That's the manager? That's not good.  &lt;br /&gt;Dumbass: I work in resto business for a long time too. I know how things are and your service's sux. My mom is a manager for a long time. blablablablalbalba.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Ini mo complaint apa mo show off seh?? heran!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bitch: Yes, nobody's helping him and he has attitude. Even the boss said that the manager is bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;**OMG!!! gue gak tau yah itu bener apa gak... tapi kalo sampe iya seh bos gue bener2 keterlaluan!! DImana2 tuh bos ngebelain anak buahnya sendiri.... mo salah mo bener. Kalo salah yah tetep dibelain, tegornya belakangan. Ini masa bilang gitu seh?!? Ih gue udah sebel ama bos gue, gue makin sebel aja ama dia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bitch: This is not we ask your boss before. blablablab...&lt;br /&gt;Wt 1: That's your problem with the boss not with us. Right now pay first and if you have any complaint, take it to the boss. Talk to him later.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: I'm not saying I'm not gonna pay the food! The food is ok, but the service is bad! I don't want to pay the tips!&lt;br /&gt;Wt 1: Well, if you don't wanna pay, we'll call the police.... &lt;/span&gt;*I was like...err...ok.. police?? ok deh.. u go Jay!! hihhihihi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bitch: [Yelling] Ok! Fine let's call police. blbablaballba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**They were just arguing with each other, I was calling my manager...&gt;.&lt; Man, I worked 8-5 already, woke up at 6. worked at the resto since 6 to close... yeaahh well, I wasn't exactly in a good mood already and I was too tired to argue with those stupid worthless people. I didn't really say much. Jay (wt 1) was the one who kinda handling those people since he worked in the resto business for a long time, longer than that dumbass...huehueh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bitch: I want to talk to your boss!&lt;br /&gt;Gue: He's not here. He left already.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: How can he left?! I want his phone #!&lt;br /&gt;Gue: I don't have it! &lt;/span&gt;*padahal gue bisa nyari di phone book yg ada di depan gue hihihih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bitch: I want to talk to your boss. Your service is bad. &lt;/span&gt;*Bitch stop repeating those words, we get it already!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wt2nya pada telp manager gue jg... trus manager gue telp balik ke resto n asked to talk to one of those ppl. But nobody wanted to talk to the manager.&lt;br /&gt;So, manager gue talked to wt 1 and gave him the boss's #.&lt;br /&gt;The called him and talked to him.&lt;br /&gt;The dumbass-boss-I-couldn't-believe-I-ever-work-with-him wanted to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't well don't understand what he's saying. Coz you know how those chinese ppl are.... Nobody can understand what they're saying. Hell, I barely could understand him when I'm fit, and yeah of course I can't understand him when I'm tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Stupid Boss: Jessica, ask them how much they want to pay the tips and add 10% 10$?? from the cash register *gue cuma bisa denger 10nya doank hihihi...* blbablablbal... Do you understand?&lt;br /&gt;Gue: no..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Boss: *repeated all that*&lt;br /&gt;Gue: So, do you still want to give the servers 233? (18% = $233)&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Boss: No no no... *repeat lage apa gitu gue gak ngerti, dalem ati gue...what the hell no?!? yg boneng aja...berarti 10$ yah yg dia maksud??* &lt;br /&gt;Gue: ok. *gue okin aje hihihih*&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Boss: Let me talk to them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bitch: Let me see the bill. How much is it before the tips.&lt;br /&gt;Gue: 1200 which is already really cheap for this kind of party!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Bitch (anak cenya): what is this 146?&lt;br /&gt;gue: that's your deposit.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Bitch: I didn't put 146, I put 158. &lt;br /&gt;Gue: yes, you put 158 but this comp system is different. we had to put 146 to match the total balance that you have to pay.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Bitch: But how come it's 146?! Where did you get that?&lt;br /&gt;Gue: that's before the tax.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch: How come you put that amount before the tax? Are you trying not to pay tax?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Bitch and stupid bitch! udah gue bilang ini comp system tuh beda. gak usah sok taulah yah...yg make ini comp kan gue bukan elu.&lt;br /&gt;Gue udah males mo ngejelasin gue bilang aja I don't know terus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this stupid bitch kept talking about calculating the total sales. I guess that's what she's talking about coz I didn't listen to whatever she had to say. It wasn't important enuf.&lt;br /&gt;After that, this is wat happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Stupid bitch: Do you understand what I'm saying? *I guess they are really are related huh?! gak emaknya gak anaknya...ngehe semua!*&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Bitch: Do you want me to write it down for you?? &lt;/span&gt;*sambil ngeliat ke gue kaya ngeliat anak kecil, bitch! elu ama gue jg masih tuaan gue kale!!! Ampir gue keluarin fuck u! and slap her... udah diujung lidah gue tuh...now that I think about it, I should just let it out huh?!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**At this point I was already mad and sooo pissed off by them n becos of that stupid bitch that it really showed in my face. All the waiters knew that I was pissed already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Stupid bitch: Give some paper, do you have some paper? &lt;br /&gt;Stupid bitch: Here, I'll show you 2 different ways that will show you exactly the same amount. &lt;/span&gt;**what the hell are you talking about?! Why can't you just shut your mouth?!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Stupid bitch: Can you give me the calculator?&lt;/span&gt; *Whatever happen to please?? Your mom never teach u to be polite huh? Well, you see... the apples fall not far from the tree...maknya aja ngehe banget..gimana anaknya lah yah...heuheuhue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gue: there's a calculator behind you. &lt;br /&gt;Stupid bitch: that calculator is bad &lt;/span&gt;*padahal dia gak bisa pake aje... tadi dia udah pake itu. Ya udah gue kasih yg di sebelah gue, which is the same kind of calculator really...hihihihihi...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Stupid bitch: how do you substract? Oh it does has a substract button. How much is the tax? &lt;/span&gt;*Lu tinggal disini tapi gak tau tax rate itu berapa yg bener aje?!&lt;br /&gt;**I wanted to laugh at her... You don't even know how to use calculator and YOU wanted to teach me how to count the total sales?!?!?! Give me a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya manager gue dateng.&lt;br /&gt;ngomong bentar trus itu bitch akhirnya nulis cek 1255. Harusnya dia bayar 1400an. Trus gue kira mah udah beres yah.. eh dia minta receipt. ANJRIT! kita mesti mikirin lage gimana caranya biar itu comp bisa bikin totalnya 1255. Karena kita gak punya banquet price di dalem kompnya... So we had to do open price gitu deh and calculate the price before the tax coz the comp do the tax automatically. And we hd to think over on how we should put the tips in the ocmp.It's all complicated and I was already pissed and tired that I couldn't think straight. So my manager did all the calculation and did half of the closing coz I kept forgetting things heuheuhuhe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally they left at a quarter to 12 I think... Sialan banget tuh cina2... I feel sorry for that guy who got married into that family... &gt;.&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I told the others after they left.. When I have a restaurant later, I'm not gonna let the chinese customers come in... I'm gonna put bouncers who can speak many languages in front, so you can't lie that you're not chinese.....hihihih...and I need a drink...huehuehueh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the bar next door and then ate at Dennys til 4:30am heuhuheue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, actually I could just call the police. &lt;br /&gt;Karena setelah itu kan kita ngebahas itu semua sembari makan. Dan Jay bilang emang disini rulenya gitu... dia tau soale pernah kejadian di resto laen tempat dia kerja dulu. Kita harusnya gak usah cape2 argue kaya gitu. Kita bisa langsung telp police aje and policenya bakaln dateng in a matter of seconds. Cepet banget datengnya. Dan mereka bakalan harus bayar total balancenya itu no matter what. Dulu di resto dia yg kejadian itu, mereka telp police and mereka harus bayar semuanya itu dan policenya bilang kalo ada komplen, do it in writing to the boss later but right now pay first.&lt;br /&gt;Gue pikir tadinya gila aja si Jay mo telp police...hihihi..ternyata emang gitu toh caranya. ^g^&lt;br /&gt;Trus manager gue bilang laen kali (karena gue bakalan closing tiap jumat) kalo lu berasa threatened ato kaya tadi customernya gak mo bayar n pulang2 ato apa aja... lu gak usah bilang mo telp police kaya si jay tadi... Lu bisa langsung telp aja 911... &lt;br /&gt;Hmm... kenapa gak ngasih tau tadi2 aja....kan kita gak usah cape2 ribut n pulang malem. Gue closed that day til 12:20 gitu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadinya tipsnya kita tetep kasih 233 ke servers, kita potong aje total salesnya dan tadinya gue mesti misahin $50 yg BYOL charge itu buat bos goblok gue itu, tapi kata manager gue gak usah worrylah itu..gak usah dipisahin...huehuhe...^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh well...udah lewat semuanya... &lt;br /&gt;Kayanya gue gak bakal lama neh kerja disini...males banget kerja ama bos kaya gitu. Gue stay sampe sekarang soale gue bantuin manager gue itu... Gue kenal ama dia bukan sebagai manager dulu seh...lagian jg dia baek ama gue...gaji gue baru dinaekin hihihih....^__^ &lt;br /&gt;Kayanya itu resto mo bangkrut lage deh bentar lage...wakakkaka....Dan kayanya manager gue mo berenti jg... gue seh udah bilang dari kapan itu kalo dia mo berenti bilang gue, soale gu emo berenti sebelom dia...huehuheue...&lt;br /&gt;Yg gue tau pasti seh kalo dia berenti gue ama jay pasti berenti, n tommy emang udah mo berenti, sekarang aja dia lage cari kerjaan laen heheuhueh...^^&lt;br /&gt;Mati aja dah itu resto pada berenti semua...2 minggu lalu ada wt yg baru berenti. &lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalo kaya gini mulu seh, kayanya gue gak nunggu manager gue jg gue berenti deh... Amit2 dah jangan sampe gue kerja ama bos kaya gitu lage!!!! *ketok2 meja kayu 3x* Mo gue bokek bokek deh daripada kerja am abos kaya gini lage...huh...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Trus besokannya bos goblok gue itu gak tau kenapa dan apa yg dia makan masa dia waktu lage di depan bantuin gue bawain menu (gue lage set meja buat 7 org)... seumur2 well seingetr gue dia gak pernah tuh kaya gitu... dia pasti nyuruh kita bawa ke meja kalo ada org dan dia lage di depan...&lt;br /&gt;Udah gitu dateng temen2nya...guess wat, kita bakal ada party next week, 50 org lage, wedding lage. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi anehnya dia dateng ke manager gue n bilang ke dia, eh gue bakalan ngomongin menunya, elu bakal ngomongin harga n tempatnya ke mereka yah.... OMG!!! gue rasa dia beneran salah makan obat neh!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue bilang ama bos gue kemaren... eh gue gak mo kerja neh sabtu (party day)... coz I got something more important to do....sleeping....hihihihih...tapi gue udah pasti kerja gitu... moga2 gue gak di depan.. moga2 gue kerja di belakang ngepack makanan.. lebih enak gak ketemu stupid customers, bisa maen2 ama kitchen guys, bisa makan pula hihihihih... well makannya ngumpet2 seh...wakakka...&lt;br /&gt;Kemaren gue lage makan dumplingnya manager gue tiba2 masuk2 wakakka... dia gak bilang apa2 seh... udah gt pas gue baru selse nelen bos gede gue masuk.....kaget setengah mati gue... untung gak liat dia... soale kalo dia liat bakalan bitching terus. &lt;br /&gt;Yah gitu deh kehidupan kerja ama bos cina Taiwan yg cipenya setengah mampus...HUH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-114521453517951700?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/114521453517951700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=114521453517951700&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114521453517951700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114521453517951700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/04/amit2-dah-cinanya.html' title='Amit2 Dah Cinanya!!!'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-114249153748936981</id><published>2006-03-16T00:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T00:45:37.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bule2 Keparat!!!</title><content type='html'>Kemaren ini gue ntn The Nanny yg TV series itu loh.&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya lage pas si nanny jeles soalnya dia kira si mr schefield (bener gak seh tulisnya?) demen ama ce laen. Si CC bilang ke dia itu ce punya semua yg didemenin ama co.... beauty, brain, and a slut....&lt;br /&gt;wakakakka.... itu line nyantol terus di otak gue sampe sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;Bener gak seh itu line? Mungkin bener kali yah... ^.^ &lt;br /&gt;Coba kita liat.... gue beauty ada, brain jelas ada, slut.....blom ada neh, haruskah gue work on it?? wakakkaka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eniwei, cuma mo nulis itu aja abis gue gak bisa tidur abis gue lage sebel ama uni gue!!! &lt;br /&gt;Besok pagi mo gue samperin trus gue omelin. Reseh abis tuh skul!!!&lt;br /&gt;Masa tadi gue dapet telp dari intl office yg bilang kalo EAD card gue (kartu ijin kerja gue) udah dateng dari dec. Dia bilang gue gka pernah pick up2, udah di emailin, di telpin. Jadi gue mesti bikin appointment ke advisor, kartunya udah di advisor dari kemaren2..... EMAIL N TELP MY ASS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue udah cek email every single damn day, gak pernah ada yah itu email!! &lt;br /&gt;Dia jg gak pernah telp gue!!! Ngehe abis!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gue udah telpin itu office berapa kali tuh buat nanya ada surat buat gue dari INS apa gak... DAN SELALU dia jawab GAK ADA!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tadi siang jg gue telp lage....dan dia bilang GAK ADA!!! trus masa dia bilang gue SUGGEST lu TUNGGU 2 minggu lage!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ANJRIT!!! What the hell is she doing there?!?!?!! Got paid for nothing?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus dia suruh gue bkn appointment ke advisor kalo udah mo 4 bulan!!! What the fuck gitu loh?!&lt;br /&gt;Gue udah nungguin itu kartu ampir 4 bln. Kerjaan gue nungguin gue udah 2 bulanan!! AWas aja seh sampe itu offer ditarik...=S&lt;br /&gt;Trus dia bilang lage, ooohhh sekarang aja deh bikin apppointmentnya abis udah mo 4 bln seh.... IYA KARENA ITU GUE TELP ELU MULU GITU LOH!!! BEGO AMAT SEH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tapi advisornya gak available minggu ini... bisanya minggu depan... anjiirr... minta dibakar gak seh itu sekul?!!&lt;br /&gt;abis itu ehh dia telp sore2 buat bilang ternyata udah dari DECEMBER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bener2 dah, sumpah minta dibakar abis itu skul!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off abis gue!!&lt;br /&gt;Besok mo gue samperin itu org... gak pake appointment2 lage dah!!!&lt;br /&gt;Minta diomelin banget gak seh!!! IIIHHHHH cape ati!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heran belakangan ini banyak amat seh yg bikin gue pissed off!!&lt;br /&gt;Dasar bule2 keparat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabtu kemaren ada customer yg sumpah minta ditimpuk banget.&lt;br /&gt;Dia pick up to go order, ordernya blom selese. eh dia marah2 kenapa blom selese ini udah 1/2 jem. Katanya 15 mnt, jadi gimana? berapa lama lage? ih dari dateng jg udah gak sopan nih org! Dateng2 sambil ngomong di hp, ditanyain pick up buat sapa (kita pake nama buat bedain orderna) gak mo jawab (dia udah jawab ke yg laen tapi gue gak denger, gue yg lage di depan kompienya) itu jg gue udah mulai sebel.&lt;br /&gt;Trus dia insist kita jawab kenapa blablablabla...&lt;br /&gt;dia nanya gue gitu, gue udah sebel gue cuekin dia. Eh malah bilang gini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bule keparet: Kok lu diem aja seh? kenapa gak jawab? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Masih gue cuekin...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: Elu gak tau? Gak peduli? this place sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gue angkat bahu aja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: do you not speak english?? kok diem aja? jadi ini gimana? kenapa blom selese?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wah nambah panas abis gue pas digituin!!!! Tambah gue cuekin lage dia!! gue udah gak bisa bilang apa2 saking pissed offnya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: kenapa lu bilang 15 mnt kalo ternyata lama?&lt;br /&gt;gue: gue gak bilang 15 mnt, gue bilang 15-20 mnt.&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: iya ini udah 1/2 jem...&lt;br /&gt;hostess 1nya: biasa emang segitu tapi kalo disini busy yah molor2 gitu.&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: kenapa gak telp gue kasih tau. Kan ada telpnya. This place sucks. I'll never come here anymore.blablablabl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Iihhh dikira kita gak ada kerjaan laen apa mesti ngurusin dia doank?!?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trus ada customer laen yg pick up, regular customer.&lt;br /&gt;Ya udah langsugn aja layanin yg itu...bule keparatnya dicuekin ama kita.&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: *ngomong ke cust yg br dateng itu* this place sucks. I'll never come here again.&lt;br /&gt;regular cust: Really?? I like it here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hauhauhuhauhauhauhauha mampus dah.... sayang gue gak bisa ketawa lage itu saking panasnya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: gue mo hot sauce jg.&lt;br /&gt;Manager gue: we charge for that.&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: you charge for that?! this place really sux. Do you charge for mustard too?&lt;br /&gt;Manager gue: yes, we charge for fresh mustard.&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: *geleng2 kepala* this place really sux. I'll never come here again. *keluarin kartu kredit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gue tambahin hot sauce n mustard ke ordernya dia, abis gue liat manager gue nodded ke gue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pas mo tanda tangan dia protes lage, kenapa naek harganya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue: kan lu tadi bilang mo hot sauce.&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: i said forget it. *dia gak bilang tuh yah!!* this place sux. *cuma bisa bilang itu apa lu? gak kreatip amat!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ya udah gue void itu ccnya dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: mana voidannya? gue mo liat credit gue blablabla&lt;br /&gt;gue: nih... &lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: mana??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Duhh bego amat seh lu.. mata lu picek yah?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gue: nih tulisannya void, ini amountnya...&lt;br /&gt;bule keparat: this place really sux!! *iya2 tau sux.. bawel amat seh.. gak bisa ngomong yg laen apa??*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abis itu bule keparat cabut, manager gue bilang tulis di filenya dia ordernya selalu 30 mnt. Dalem hati gue, kaya dia mo dateng lage aja.&lt;br /&gt;manager gue: ini pertama kali dia dateng kan? Laen kali kalo dia dateng lage dan kaya gitu lage, bakal gue tegor dll. dia yg rude duluan ke kita blablablba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gue sebel jg ama manager gue, kenapa dia gak ngomong apa2.... kenapa gak langsung di damprat aja itu org?!?! Kan kita punya right buat refuse service. Gue gimana mo ngedamprat, gue pegawai. tapi benernya setelah gue pikir2 lage, gue benernya bisa damprat itu org, dan bos pasti bela pegawai...ya gak? ooo well, gue jg gak bisa damprat, gue udah speechless saking pissed offnya. Abis itu org cabut jg gue masih gak bisa senyum.... abis 5 mnt gitu baru bisa...heuheuhuhe.... Gila deh ngehe abis itu org!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hostess yg 1nya: Jadi kita tulis apa neh?&lt;br /&gt;gue: he's an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;hostess yg 1nya: tulis itu?&lt;br /&gt;gue: iya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;akhirnya kita tulis di filenya "he's an asshole make his order always 30 minutes. heuhuehuheuhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila deh rese banget itu org!!! Minta dihajar banget... blom pernah dicium sepatu dia. Dasar bule keparat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hueehh... ini blog ended upnya beda topic gini ama yg tadinya mo gue tulis, sampe ganti judul... huehuehuehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-114249153748936981?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/114249153748936981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=114249153748936981&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114249153748936981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114249153748936981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/03/bule2-keparat.html' title='Bule2 Keparat!!!'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-114103293745347681</id><published>2006-02-27T03:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T03:44:20.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Crazy Night!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to my friend's kid's bday party... Yuummm...lots of Indonesian foods...Nasi uduk, nasi kuning, rendang, ikan teri pedes yg masaknya pake kacang tuh, soto makasar, ayam goreng uaahhh uenak pokoke... heuheuhuehue... &lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we went to my friend's co-worker's housewarming party... It was boring... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we decided to pick up my other friend and hang out somewhere. But turned out he couldn't make it, so we finally decided to buy some liquor and go home. &lt;br /&gt;So we were planning to buy 2-3 items, but ended up with $100 worth of liquor....wakakakka.....&lt;br /&gt;I offered to split the bill, but my friend said it's ok... oo well... I offered, didn't I??? ^g^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made some drinks and I was drunk. So I decided to go to sleep (at 11 pula...so early gak seh?^g^) So early because the other night I only slept for 1 1/2 hours... cos I watched a japanese drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I slept til 10 AM this morning, and then went to sleep again til 1 heuhuehue....^.^ It was the best sleep I ever had in a few months....totally awesome heuhuehuehe....&lt;br /&gt;When I went downstairs my housemate asked me if I hear something last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Did you hear a gun shot last night?&lt;br /&gt;me : *What the hell? A gun shot?* No, I didn't hear anything.&lt;br /&gt;her: You didn't hear it??? OMG, it was the house across from ours....&lt;br /&gt;me : Shit! Are you serious??&lt;br /&gt;her: Yea, man the polices were all over and ambulance too.&lt;br /&gt;me : How many people died?&lt;br /&gt;her: I don't know, maybe only 1. But he might be only hurt. &lt;br /&gt;me : What time did this happen?&lt;br /&gt;her: around 12:30 AM. The police put the yellow tape around your car and looked for something around it. (I park my car outside the house.)&lt;br /&gt;me : Why? What are they looking for? *Obviously a very stupid questions to ask...but then hey, I was drunk hahuahahhaa*&lt;br /&gt;her: I don't know... some evidence maybe.&lt;br /&gt;     The police came over last night and asked if one of the car is ours.&lt;br /&gt;me : Was it a man or a woman?&lt;br /&gt;her: Don't know, can't tell. When we heard the gun shot, we looked from the windor.. There were 3 people kneeling down. Maybe the guy who got shot was in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;me : Damn! I missed all of this cos I was drunk?! &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;her: huehuehue... yea, you missed it all.&lt;br /&gt;     Oh, and this morning a guy from NBC News came over and ask if I wanted to be on TV.....&lt;br /&gt;me : hahaha really?&lt;br /&gt;her: Yea... I couldn't sleep last night cos Sal (her husband) kept on coughing, so I moved to the sofa in the living room. But I couldn't sleep either cos it was so bright. After he left I moved in to the bedroom again to sleep. I was just about to sleep and somebody knocked on the door... Great! Why can't they let me sleep...??&lt;br /&gt;me : heuheuhuehue..... really? I didn't hear a thing... I was passed out. So, did you go on TV?&lt;br /&gt;her: Hell no... the guy said, "Oo it's ok. We won't show your face, just you hands..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huheuheuheuhue.... that was crazy.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-114103293745347681?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/114103293745347681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=114103293745347681&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114103293745347681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/114103293745347681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-crazy-night.html' title='What A Crazy Night!!'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-113929630839810276</id><published>2006-02-07T00:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T23:29:15.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Weekend</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday I went to my friend's place after work. We were going to go clubbing but then they decided not to. So we went hang out at my friend's instead.&lt;br /&gt;We had some wine cooler and played &lt;a href="http://www.vinagames.com/big2.html"&gt;big2&lt;/a&gt;, a card game. It was a very fun game. I used to play this alot when I was in high school during free hours in class.... heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;Our teachers had many decks of cards from us... coz we keep playing it and they keep taking it away......heuheuhuehue.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The losers got their faces drawn on by the winners.&lt;br /&gt;The winners were so excited and they drew weird things on the face.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that they were going to draw on the losers' faces. They told me in the middle of the game...... how nice of them. ^g^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun though...... I lost twice.... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time that I lost, they still went easy on me. But then, when I lost again, they went crazy..... ^^&lt;br /&gt;After we all done... we washed our faces... Damn, it was so hard to clean. And Ellie (the apt's owner) were pissed because we used up her eyeliner, lipliner, and all that crap....&lt;br /&gt;Next time we need to buy the cheap one just to play this....wakkakaka....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we took lots of &lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jessicalionarda/album?.dir=db61&amp;.src=ph&amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jessicalionarda/my_photos"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113929630839810276?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113929630839810276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113929630839810276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113929630839810276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113929630839810276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/02/fun-weekend.html' title='Fun Weekend'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113860060143466082</id><published>2006-01-29T23:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T00:07:25.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fat Chai!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/gong%20xi%20fat%20chai%2001.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/gong%20xi%20fat%20chai%2001.0.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gong Xi Fat Chai yah everyone.... wo de hong bao na lai???? heuhuehuhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used red so I'll be lucky....heuhuehue....&lt;br /&gt;I went to my aunt's house this morning to get hong bao....wakakaka... ^__^V&lt;br /&gt;This year's is less than last year's...^.^ but it's ok... still money....heuheuhe...&lt;br /&gt;But this year's biggest surprise was........... my boss gave the employees hong bao!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing, I still couldn't believe it........&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my manager told me this is from your boss, I was speechless...I said, "Really?? Are you serious?? Did he eat something earlier???" ^g^&lt;br /&gt;And not only me... everybody was surprised and couldn't believe it.... maklumlah... cipe gitu loh bos gue......^.^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last nite we had lion dance at my resto. It was full pack. Everybody came only to see the lion dance. After that, it was slow.&lt;br /&gt;We were discussing the lion dance earlier yesterday. And then this other hostess, si bule gila, asked us, "Oh, I didn't know that you guys have different animal dances..."&lt;br /&gt;We were looking at each other and then burst out laughing.........huahuahuhauhauha.....&lt;br /&gt;Yes, tomorrow we're gonna have the chicken dance, and then the day after we'll have the bird dance.... Oh, pig dance it the best.....&lt;br /&gt;wahauhauhauhaha..... dudud banget itu bule.... she's hilarious..... ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo well... hope I and everybody'll have a good fortune this year.... good health.... and good job for me... ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113860060143466082?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113860060143466082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113860060143466082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113860060143466082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113860060143466082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/01/gong-xi-fat-chai.html' title='Gong Xi Fat Chai!!!!!'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113852141237618342</id><published>2006-01-29T01:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T00:32:55.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Got a Job?? Errr... I Don't Think So.....&gt;.&gt;</title><content type='html'>Hixhixhihx they took back their offer...... T___T&lt;br /&gt;It's all because of  that stupid INS!!! I haven't received my EAD card yet.... Turns out that I can't work until I received that stupid card....&gt;.&lt;" How the hell I was supposed to know that I can't work if I don't have it?!? Well, actually I was supposed to know because they covered that up in the OPT workshop... but then who can remember all that crap?!?!  Anyway, We were getting ready for me to fill up the paperworks... but as soon as I said that I don't have the card yet (even though my working permit already starts on Jan 15th) they immediately, and I mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;immediately &lt;/span&gt;took away all the paperworks and said sorry...... BAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really upset... hell... don't you know that it's hard to find a job out there?! And now after I got an offer, I can't work!!&lt;br /&gt;And so, I called my supposed-to-be manager and told her that I'm really sorry that I couldn't work, I didn't know that I can't work before that, blablablabla.....^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then......... my recruiter called me in the afternoon, while I was ice skating in Galleria...*heuhuehe I spent the rest of my day at the mall after day.... nothing's better than a day at the mall shopping, or in my case window shopping since I'm broke &gt;.&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that they are willing to wait for my H-1.....  Hueheuhe I guess that's a magic phone call, huh?! wakakkaka... So happy to hear that, but err... I don't have H-1... I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;you guys to sponsor me so I can get my H-1...... ^.^&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to clear that up to them on monday. Hopefully they would want to wait for me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;sponsor my H-1 visa............ *crossing my fingers ^.^*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113852141237618342?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113852141237618342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113852141237618342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113852141237618342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113852141237618342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/01/got-job-errr-i-dont-think-so.html' title='Got a Job?? Errr... I Don&apos;t Think So.....&gt;.&gt;'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113834408245972158</id><published>2006-01-27T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T01:08:53.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got a Job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>YAY!!! I just got a job!!! I just got the call from my recruiter this morning.... =D&lt;br /&gt;Finally... after so many interviews, [well not that many actually, since I'm sooo lazy to send my resume, I'm too lazy to compose the cover letter ^^"], I got an offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think that I will get the job... well about 50-50 chance.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't think so because the interview was soo relaxed. It was probably the most relaxed interview I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;The interview was at 9 AM. I got there 8:50 AM, but I went to the wrong parking lot, so I had to walk to the building (quite far) and then when I was about to enter the building, I saw that it wasn't number 1603 &gt;.&gt; So I had to walk a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;When I got in, I asked the stupid security guy what floor my company was. He said it was 5th floor. So I went to 5th floor and guess what?! It was the wrong floor!! &gt;.&lt;" It was supposed to be 7th floor. I thank u, whoever you are who invented the elevator, makes it so much faster heuhehuehe...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went there and had to wait a little bit. And she or they to be exact didn't really ask me anything. I just laughed a lot...wakkakaka.... ^^ and kinda chit chat a little bit with both of them.&lt;br /&gt;It was 45-50 mnt interview. I didn't know what to think of that... should I worried or not... oo well it's passed.... They told me that they're going to make a decision by this wednesday. And they need to do a background check first.... *luckily, I've never been in jail.... heuhuehuheue* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, no phone call.... okay.... it's ok... maybe the recruiter need to do something first.... Oh! And guess what?! I forgot to send the thank you letter. I sent it on either Monday or Tuesday, I forgot... ^^" Right then, I thought, "Uh-oh.... forgot the thank you letter, ooo well, better late than nothing.. heuhehe" &lt;br /&gt;My recruiter told me that the position that they offer is not the one that I interviewed for. It's 1 level above.... =) and the salary is higher than what they told me bfore..... =D The position before this was mainly making copies. My friend told me that now that I got this 1 level above that position, I'll be making the real "copies" [you should get the joke if you're Indonesians heuheuhuhee ngertikan? kalo gak ngerti ya udah deh sini gue jelasin......heuheuh... gue bilang mesti bikin kopi (kopi paper), the yg 1 level di atasnya bikin kopi beneran yg buat minum itu...)... damn him!! heuheuheueh.... &lt;br /&gt;I told my roommates about the job offer and then Sal asked me which company. The company is real close from his company. He said, cool we can carpool... yay! don't have to drive... I hate the traffics!!! But then I just remembered that he needs to leave at 6:00AM since he needs to be there at 7 AM. I need to be there at 8 AM. I don't wanna get up at 5AM man!!! Then he told me ok, we'll leave at 6:30AM..... ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there's nothing that can make me unhappy... heuhuehheuhe... Even when we got some problem with the checks in the restaurant, still couldn't make me upset.... oo well whom am i kidding, of course I got a little upset about the checks!! That stupid server made it even worse.....!!! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I told my manager that I got the job... so I can't work there on weekdays anymore.... heuheuhehue it was a sudden news... oo well...... he'll figure it out.....I'll be still working on saturdays and sundays anyway.......&gt;.&gt; imagine that... working 7 days a week...&lt;br /&gt;It's ok.... I don't really do anything on weekends anyway.... besides I could use the money.... heuhehuehuhe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is I need to get my H-1 visa. Should I tell them that I need it or not??? I kinda don't want to tell them now... I want to wait a little bit later... but then, if they don't sponsor, it's a waste of time for me and them, right? I don't know.... hmm.. dillema...dillema...&gt;.&lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113834408245972158?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113834408245972158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113834408245972158&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113834408245972158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113834408245972158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-got-job.html' title='I Got a Job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-113731910135674620</id><published>2006-01-15T03:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T03:58:21.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Udah lama gak isi</title><content type='html'>Udah lama neh gak isi blog... abis males seh.. heuheuhe... biasa awal2 doank rajin...kekkeke...&lt;br /&gt;Pa lage kemaren ini kan nyokap dateng trus pindah2an...jadinya repot deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila akhirnya gue keluar jg dari rmh ii gue..... ^____^V&lt;br /&gt;Senangnya hahhahahha... gila keponakan yg ancur sekali gue...kekekke...&lt;br /&gt;Abis salah sendiri banyak aturan...heuheuhheuheu ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udah ah gue mo tidur. Cape... udah jem 4 pagi pula.&lt;br /&gt;Blog hari ini gak ada intinya banget yah....heuheuhuehhe... cuma iseng doank seh sekalian dl microsoft office. Biasa deh.. monya yg gratisan, gak mo bayar...kekekkekeke... ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113731910135674620?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113731910135674620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113731910135674620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113731910135674620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113731910135674620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/01/udah-lama-gak-isi.html' title='Udah lama gak isi'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113433648893018760</id><published>2005-12-11T15:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T15:35:23.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finale...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/Akhirnya%20lulus%20jg%20oi%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/Akhirnya%20lulus%20jg%20oi%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally I graduated!!!! WOOHOOOOO!! YAAAYYY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was yesterday, Sat Dec 10. Afterwards we went to eat dim sum... Yuumm... =9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends came to the graduation and some straight to the dim sum place...&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dim sum is sooo good!! I've been wanting to eat dim sum for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating we planned to take group pictures but we forgot and everybody left.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered it only when I was in my car. I thought man, we forgot to take pictures. I know right... me... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forgot &lt;/span&gt;to take pictures?!?! Soo weird... hauhuahha &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we took lots of pictures already and am going back to school to take some more pictures tomorrow... hahhauhauhhaa.... ^^&lt;br /&gt;I need to take lots of pics so I can have prove of where my money went... hahahhaha...^^&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you guys can take a look at my pics &lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/jessicalionarda/my_photos"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113433648893018760?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113433648893018760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113433648893018760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113433648893018760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113433648893018760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/12/finale.html' title='Finale...'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113416313169937357</id><published>2005-12-09T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T15:18:51.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I worked the whole day. And guess what?! The heater didn't work!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We were freezing our ass off..... &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;There was no difference inside and outside. Yesterday was about 25F - about -4C and then it dropped again at night.&lt;br /&gt;I wore only 1 long sleeve t-shirt. I was freezing! And then I wore my coat to work haha... but still cold. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I worked at night, my manager wasn't there, instead the assistant manager was there. It was so relaxed last night... ^^&lt;br /&gt;We had 3 servers and it was a slow nite. Nobody wanna go out and eat, I guess. Hell, I don't wanna go out to work too if I don't remember the money... =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 9PM, we have only 1 server who's on duty, it's always like this except on weekends the on duty server starts at 10PM.&lt;br /&gt;At 8, Nathan, one of the servers, asked to leave early. So, he started to do his side jobs. And then after that (like 5 minutes after) Tommy, the other server, asked to leave early too. So he started to do his side jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were hanging out at the bar (our restaurant has a bar). Because we were watching TV, there was a plane that skidded off in Chicago and Nathan has to go to Chicago today, his plane left at 6AM. He probably got delayed due to bad weather. Because 2 days ago we had flurries. The road was icy and slippery. &lt;br /&gt;My car's glass was frozen. It took me half an hour to melt the ice. I was late to work, I had to be there at 10:30, but I got there at 11.. ^.^"&lt;br /&gt;And so, we were hanging out at the bar since Gerry, the asstn manager, was cleaning up the boxes (we just got a delivery full of wines, beers, liquors).&lt;br /&gt;Nathan was going to make drinks but then our boss was outside. We didn't make drinks then. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, because 2 servers clocked out already, so Jay had to stay since he was on duty. But then he asked to leave early too at 9PM. He asked Gerry to ask Tim, our boss, if he can leave early. Our restaurant closes at 10PM. &lt;br /&gt;Then, the busboys wanted to leave early too since there was nobody coming. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Some of the customers left because our heater didn't work. And when new customers came, they told them that our heater was broken and if they didn't mind eating in the cold, they were welcome to come. ^.^"&lt;br /&gt;So, Jay clocked out at 9PM. A minute after he clocked out, a couple came...hahahha... &lt;br /&gt;They tried to scare them off by telling them that there's no heater but it didn't work. They still wanted to eat. Poor Jay....&lt;br /&gt;Then I told Gerry that I'm leaving... It was 9 something. And Jay was leaving too. Gerry took care of the customers... Poor Gerry... kekekke....^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113416313169937357?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113416313169937357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113416313169937357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113416313169937357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113416313169937357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/12/freezing-day.html' title='Freezing Day'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113382096272666738</id><published>2005-12-05T15:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T11:52:28.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantik Itu Kayak Apa Seh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/vic%20secret%2005-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/vic%20secret%2005-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sebenernya seh post kali ini gue bikin gara2 temen gue bilang gue kurusan kemaren ini... ^____^V&lt;br /&gt;Hhuehuehuhee gue seneng abis!!! Makasih makasih.... ^.^&lt;br /&gt;Mayan neh kurusan, soalnya udah winter. Mesti pake sweater + jaket yg tebel... yg bikin org jadi keliatan tambah 10 kg... *g*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gue jadi kepikiran, cantik itu kayak apa seh?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/vic%20secret%2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/vic%20secret%2007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang di seluruh dunia obsess dengan kurus nan langsing, tinggi, kulit putih, muka bersih, gigi putih dan rata, big boobs ^^, basically seh pengen kaya model2 (supermodel khususnya).&lt;br /&gt;Tapi model2 itu semua jg sebenernya modal tinggi doank. Well, ama modal kurus deh... walaupun kurusnya itu kurus anorexic, kurus gak normal.... Mana mungkin seh org bisa hidup dengan kurus tulang dan kulit gitu... &gt;.&gt; Hmm.. ini omongan jelesnya gue kali yah hahahahhhahah ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantik itu sebenernya relatif. Gue bilang cantik, elu blom tentu bilang cantik jg. Gue bilang jelek, elu bilang cakep. Jadi itu semua sebenernya preference org2 aja. Tapi society udah bikin standard cantik itu kaya model2. Kalo dipikir2, dunia tuh ancur gak seh?!? Kurus anorexic gitu dibilang cantik...wakakkaka...&lt;br /&gt;Kalo cantik itu gak relatif (alias kalo org2 tuh 1 pikiran semua) kesian donk org2 gendut ato yg tll kurus. Karena mereka bakalan jomblo trus, soalnya gak bakal ada yg mau ama mereke... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apalage org2 amrik..... Wah, mereka seh asli obsess abis ama soal appearance!! Kalo ntn tv, iklan2 and tv shownya tuh full of program2 buat kurusin badan, putihin gigi, dan plastic surgery. Trus selebritisnya jg set standard cantik. Mereka bakalan pake cara apapun buat jadi cantik, especially buat jadi kurus. Gimana gak messed up coba org2... Makanya banyak org2 yg punya eating disorder. Karena dunianya gini. Org2nya, terutama teenager, di push buat punya "the perfect" body, dll. Kasian banget yah org2 kalo dipikir2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue bisa mencemooh org2 amrik itu.... tapi gue sendiri jg gak jauh beda sebenernya sama org2 amrik itu... Gue usaha pengen kurus mulu... Biarpun jarang banget berhasil... on n off mulu gitu loh dietnya hahahha &gt;.&lt;" Abis banyak makanan enak di dunia dan gue males olah raga... tapi gue maen badminton loh seminggu sekali sekarang... =) I guess, gue jg udah jadi korban dunia... hahahaha... ^.^ Kurus... sebenernya ku&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/vic%20secret%2006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/vic%20secret%2006.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rus yg ideal itu semana seh? Menurut gue itu jg relatif. Gue bilang elu udah pas kurusnya, eh elu masih berasa gendut.&lt;br /&gt;Gue paling sebel tuh ama org2 yg udah kurus masih suka ngomong "Duh mesti diet lage neh, gue gendut banget!" ato gak "Ih gue gendut banget sekarang, naek 2 kg" naek seh naek tapi masih ngepas gitu... gak keliatan bedanya.&lt;br /&gt;Udah kurus masih gak puas, gimana org2 gendut coba?! Well, I guess itulah manusia... manusia gak pernah puas. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padahal, menurut teori, kalo elu PD aja pasti elu jadi keliatan cantik. Gak penting gendut, kurus, cakep, jelek. Asal lu PD and happy dgn diri lu sendiri, lu bakal jadi cantik.&lt;br /&gt;Memang bener seh itu. Cuma masalahnya, sekarang kita (baca: gue, karena gue gak tau elu2 pada gimana hehe) kalo mo hepi dengan badan kita sendiri, pengenya punya badan yg size 4 ato 6. Kalo muka seh udah oklah ahhauhauhuha [narsis mode: ON] Jadi gimana donk??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi sekarang gue mesti terus kurusin badan gue.. karena emang gue udah kegendu&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/queen%20latifah%20oscars.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/queen%20latifah%20oscars.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tan seh, gue tau....^^ [Iya Ma, udah gendut, gak usah ceramah lage...sekarang diet lage buat kurusin... ^^]&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun kadang2 gue cuek aja...tapi ada kalanya dimana gue berasa gak PD n gak sreg dgn diri gue sendiri.... Ribet banget gak seh gue (ato manusia?)? *g*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, moral blog kali ini... PD aja lage!! Karena manusia diciptain sedemikian rupa sehingga masing2 punya talenta2 tersendiri [cieehhh bahasanya gak kuat dah...!] Kalo takut gak dapet jodoh, tenang aja entar jg dapetlah. Kan katanya Tuhan ciptain org itu sepasang2..... [waks Jess, kok jadi merambat ke jodoh? jomblonya berasa abis neh soalnya udah holiday season. dimana2 org pada pacaran hahahahhahahha *g* Jadi itu soal jodoh, agak2 untuk meyakinkan diri gue sendiri hauahuhauhauh]&lt;br /&gt;Kalo gak PD yah udah kurusin badan ato gak usaha apa gitu buat mempercantik diri daripada cuma komplen2 doank, seperti yg sekarang ini gue lakukan hahhaa *too much complaining ^^*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113382096272666738?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113382096272666738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113382096272666738&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113382096272666738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113382096272666738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/12/cantik-itu-kayak-apa-seh.html' title='Cantik Itu Kayak Apa Seh?'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-113324031757209566</id><published>2005-11-28T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T23:04:15.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time Waitressing</title><content type='html'>Tonight I work as a waitress for the 1st time.... heheuhuhe can you imagine me waitressing?? ^^"&lt;br /&gt;I think it went alright, other than the broken plates and fallen glass.... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 5? [I think so] tables tonite and I made $20 only... &gt;.&lt;" It was a slow night ok, not because of my performance... *g* I wasn't supposed to waitressing tonight, but they couldn't find people to work coz suddenly everybody couldn't work. Terrence, my manager, was desperate bcoz he only got 1 person to wait table.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, he asked me when I worked lunch time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrence: (jokingly) why don't you work as a server tonite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: I can do it as long as you bring my tray (teasing him) *Our plates are really heavy and we have to carry those in 1 big tray.... &gt;.&lt;"*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Terrence: Yeah, actually we can do that. [he left me after saying that, so I didn't take him seriously and left the subject as is.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**And then he came back and told me that I'm working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Terrence: OK, you'll work as a server tonight. Francisco (the bus boy) will help you bring the food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: [speechless and grinning like an idiot coz I still don't believe him.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Terrence: At least I have 2 servers now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: Are you serious? I'm working as a server?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Terrence: Yeah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I broke 3 plates, no it was actually 2 plates and 1 bowl coz I still had 1 plate on my hand and I picked the bowl, and splashed the damn mustard all over my shirt n pants. Luckily I could brush them off with towel and water - no visible spot left (actually now that I look at my pants, I can see the spots...grr... &gt;.&lt;"). This is my 1st time breaking something in the restaurants too...^^&lt;br /&gt;And then, when I tried to refill the water, the stupid glass fell and I got water all over me!!! Thank God it was water and not something else.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it was in the station (our spot for refill drinks, type in order, etc), not to the customer.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't imagine what will happen if the glass fell to the customer..... *g*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's my story for today... Now I know how it feels to be waitressing, coz usually I only help them refill the drinks, take away the plates, take the orders if they're busy; but mostly just refill drinks and take away the plates, even that I do it seldom...... ^.^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bed now, I'm beat.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to wake up early so I can catch the early bird show for Harry Potter....heuhueheh early bird so it's cheaper coz it's the 1st show of the day.... =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113324031757209566?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113324031757209566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113324031757209566&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113324031757209566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113324031757209566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-time-waitressing.html' title='First Time Waitressing'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-113315687547239815</id><published>2005-11-27T22:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T23:07:44.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The World is Full of Weirdos</title><content type='html'>Man, the world is full of weirdos!! Last night when I worked, there was this customer (an old guy) who came to place an order to go. I took his order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;After I'm done taking his order, I told him the total.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Old guy: Is cash okay? *DUH! of course it's ok!! Can't believe that he asked that question. &gt;.&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;[Francis (the other hostess) started to laugh when she heard him asking that. I wanted to laugh too, but I was too amazed at him to laugh... ^^]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: Yes, it's ok. Can I have your name pls?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old guy: Why?? You're too young for me... [I was speechless!!!] *Err... excuseeee meee..... How the hell can he think that I was trying to hit on him??? He's an old guy, for God sake!!! I don't know if he was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; trying to be funny or what - he wasn't smiling either - but if he was, that is so not funny ok! It's creepy!! Like I want to go out with him... he could be my grandfather... &gt;.&gt; Altho' he w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;asn't bald, just fat... heuheuhehueh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate working on Sunday. Coz I have to work with this old manager who gets upsets easily over small things. But I have to work coz nobody can work on Sunday. The only person, other than me that is, who can work on Sunday is Amanda si bule gila. But Terrence (my other manager) doesn't like them to work together bcoz they always fight and yell to each other.&lt;br /&gt;That manager's name is Eva. I hate working with her. She can't talk to you nicely, always yells at you. And she likes guys better than us girls bcoz she always nicer to the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes well everytime actually ^^, I want to yell at her to stop bitching at me.... &gt;.&lt;" Even when you ask her nicely, she'll bitch at you! Ugghh... why don't they fire her?!?!!?! She's been working forever in that restaurant, since the 80s probably. That's why nobody can yell at her except the boss.&lt;br /&gt;And bcoz we changed our computer system, she became more easily upset since she's too old and hates new technology coz she doesn't understand it and keeps forgetting how to do things. Since there's soooo many problems occur every Sunday (don't know why, those problems just happen every Sunday), I keep getting yelled at. Shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, we had lots of complaints bcoz the deliveries were late. I hate dealing with those complaints... sometimes you get lucky and the customers will talk nicely to you. Also, today she was already in a bad mood - that's what I think coz her face was grim and sulky the whole night. She even bitched to Nathan, who she's usually so nice too. She didn't let him charge the tips to the 9-persons-table.... We usually charged the tips automatically if they have 6 persons or more. Nathan, Amanda (the other hostess) and I was bitching about Eva when she wasn't there.... huehuehe... I think she's on PMS... It's her time of the month... wakakakka... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got another story about weirdos... heuheuhuhee when you work in a restaurant, you'll meet a lot! Last Wednesday, I went to eat at Sushi Yama with Ayu and Sal after we played badminton. Yep, you read right, I played badminton....actually I play it once a week now... couldn't believe it myself.... heuhuehe...we'll see how long this'll last ^&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/temaki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/temaki.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about our jobs and Ayu told us this story about her coworker. I forgot her name, I think it's Sandy. They went to &lt;a href="http://www.restaurantrow.com/MoreInfo.cfm?Code=846685"&gt;Blue Fish&lt;/a&gt; for lunch. Sandy looked at the happy hour menu and said this, "Hey, let's try the hot sake (the drink sake)!" She pronounced it as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sake &lt;/span&gt;as in for God &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sake&lt;/span&gt;. Huahuahhahauhau we were laughing sooo hard!!! OMG, it was soo funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she had the hand-rolled sushi (look at the pic on the left). And guess what she did with it?!! She opened the roll and started to take away some stuff inside the roll and put it aside. And they (Ayu and her other co&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/soy%20sos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/soy%20sos.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;workers) was looking at her... Ooohh man, we (Ayu, Sal, and I) just kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Sandy wanted to use the soy sauce (you know those soy sauce bottles that have 2 holes on the lid, right?! If you don't look at the pic.) You wouldn't believe what she did with the soy sauce!!! She OPENED the bottle and started to pour the soy sauce!!!!!!!! Huhauhuahuahuah OMG, can you imagine that?!?!?! It's like she never goes out to eat or something.... or maybe she's just retarded...kekekkee... =^__^= I don't mean to be mean but come on, you gotta be kidding me. Is this lady for real??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huehueuhe... had enough of laughing for tonight - man, I couldn't stop laughing whenever I remember Ayu's story. ^^"&lt;br /&gt;I'm stopping here, I need to catch some sleep since I have to work tomorrow morning, I have the lunch shift tomorrow at 10:30AM. But I have to wake up at 9 AM more or less coz beauty takes time...kekekeke.... ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113315687547239815?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113315687547239815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113315687547239815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113315687547239815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113315687547239815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/world-is-full-of-weirdos.html' title='The World is Full of Weirdos'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113272203804519707</id><published>2005-11-22T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T23:00:38.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/garfield%20happy%20thxgiving%2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/garfield%20happy%20thxgiving%2002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know thanksgiving is still 2 days away... but I couldn't resist posting this blog since I found this picture.... Huehuehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do for thanksgiving?? Stay with my aunt and her family like last year? another boring one &gt;.&gt; Or should I go to my manager's house and have a hotpot lunch? I don't really wanna go tho'. Or should I tag along my friends and go to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;manager's house? Huehehe little bit of party crashing on my part since I don't know the host =^.^= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't care where to go... Hmm.. better pray that I won't have to eat instant noodle since I couldn't make up my mind and missed all of those dinner.... ^^"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113272203804519707?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113272203804519707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113272203804519707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113272203804519707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113272203804519707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113271990826319371</id><published>2005-11-22T22:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:11:04.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/are-you-wearing-wrong-bra.html"&gt;Are You Wearing the Wrong Bra?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/hair-pill.html"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/hair-pill.html"&gt;Hair Pill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/04/easier-way-to-be-stalker.html"&gt;Easier Way To Be A Stalker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113271990826319371?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113271990826319371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113271990826319371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113271990826319371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113271990826319371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/interesting-stuffs.html' title='Interesting Stuffs'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113271979251600836</id><published>2005-11-22T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T16:35:49.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm FREEEE at last!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/garfield%20grin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/320/garfield%20grin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo happy!!! As of 9:00PM - well actualy, it was 8:53PM ^^"- tonight, I'm free of school!!!! hauhuahahha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more school...YAAAYYYY!!! =D Well free for now, at least until when I go to graduate school  *g*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113271979251600836?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113271979251600836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113271979251600836&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113271979251600836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113271979251600836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-freeee-at-last.html' title='I&apos;m FREEEE at last!!!'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-113255113310071734</id><published>2005-11-20T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:19:59.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Wearing the Wrong Bra???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/1600/vic%20secret%2004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2000/1865/400/vic%20secret%2004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this on one of Oprah's shows. Huehuehe I love watching Oprah... ^^ This show was about &lt;a href="http://www2.oprah.com/tows/pastshows/200511/tows_past_20051115.jhtml"&gt;wearing the wrong bra and finding the right jeans&lt;/a&gt; . Too bad I couldn't watch this particular show because [again] I had to go to work. Heh...work sucks! If only I can get money without working...don't we all wish that.. U__U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show told us that if we wear the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; bra, we could look thinner, leaner, and better. I think that's right... well..at least according to the before-after pictures that's right. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Apparently,   most (meaning: almost all) of the women  around the world are wearing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bra&lt;/span&gt;!!! Including me, I guess... Hmm.. no wonder I look fat....huahaha *g*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accoring to &lt;a href="http://www.bellebooks.com/Authors/nethero.html"&gt;Susan Nethero.&lt;/a&gt; there are &lt;a href="http://www2.oprah.com/tows/pastshows/200505/tows_past_20050520_c.jhtml"&gt;tips&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for finding the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right &lt;/span&gt;bra. Oh, and go to &lt;a href="http://www2.oprah.com/tows/pastshows/200511/tows_past_20051115_c.jhtml"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; too for more tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First you need to measure your boobs. Go to lingerie places. You could do it yourself but I did mine at Victoria Secrets and Gap... heuhehe.. they offered to measure, I accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Underwire is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; for big-busted women. So, it won't be saggy, you know...^^ To test your underwire, Sandra says you should sit down when trying on a bra. That's a great way to make sure your bra isn't pulling away from your body. The cups should be secure against the breasts with the center of the underwire flush against the cleavage area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If your weight goes up or down by as little as five pounds, you need to change your bras. Uh-oh... we need to spend more money.... We need to spend for new clothes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;bras now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When we buy bra, we have to make sure that it fits in the looses hook - the third hook ladies, if you don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Our bra should be level front to back. This means that the back part shouldn't be higher than the front like what we (almost) all do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The perfect position for our breast is midway between our shoulder and our elbows. I think it means that our breasts should be parallel (err...parallel?? not sure if that's the right word) with oithe middle of your arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Susan says, "keep going up in the back [increasing their band size] instead of getting a deeper cup. We want to keep the back lean and small so we can lift the bust. [The bra band is] like a bridge, if it's properly planted at the base, it can lift."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're also tips for finding the wrong bra:&lt;br /&gt;1. If our cups are runneth over, then we have to go up a size. What does that mean runneth over?? Does runneth mean that our breasts are going to fall out of the cups? I think so... in fact, I'm sure it is! Hmm.. I guess I have to go up a size then... heuhuehuh ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If our cups are dimple, then we have to go down a size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you have the dreaded back fat, you probably think your bra is too tight, but you're wrong—your bra is too big. Wearing the bra lower on your back with a smaller band size will completely eliminate the back fat. I don't get it. I thought that if we wear bigger band size, we'll cover the back fat?? I guess not, huh?! Btw, which one is the band? Yg mana seh itu band?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If your strap falls down, that means your bra band is riding up and you probably need to go down a band size. Hmm... I thought that if I tighten it, the problem is solved. Apparently not, huh? =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after I follow all this I should look thinner, leaner and better right? If not, I'm gonna sue you Susan Nethero, Oprah and whoever else involved with the show!! I'm gonna follow American's habit of sueing people...wakakakka... *Peace people, please don't sue me* ^___^V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113255113310071734?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113255113310071734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113255113310071734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113255113310071734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113255113310071734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/are-you-wearing-wrong-bra.html' title='Are You Wearing the Wrong Bra???'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113254725655715882</id><published>2005-11-20T22:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:27:36.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Pill</title><content type='html'>Last Friday I watched &lt;a href="http://www.nbc5i.com/index.html"&gt;NBC5&lt;/a&gt; news. One of the headlines for the news that day was &lt;a href="http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_1613265.html?menu=news.scienceanddiscovery"&gt;hair pill.&lt;/a&gt; The achorman said that now we can make our hair curly or straight by having this pill. @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I couldn't watch that part when they talk about hair pill because I had to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that, we can choose what kind of hair we want by having that pill. We don't have to struggle for hours with curling iron or straightener.&lt;br /&gt;Even though they haven't find that thing that can make us switch our hair shape, but they've found out what caused hair to be curly or straight.&lt;br /&gt;I think that's interesting. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I wonder if they've found the"tool" to make hair always smooth, never have split-ends, and  always shiny yet.  *g*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113254725655715882?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113254725655715882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113254725655715882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113254725655715882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113254725655715882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/hair-pill.html' title='Hair Pill'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</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-18943433.post-113218502338144258</id><published>2005-11-16T17:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T01:00:15.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gak penting/Unimportant stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog.html"&gt;Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/01/udah-lama-gak-isi.html"&gt;Udah Lama Gak Isi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-flavor-martini-am-i.html"&gt;What Flavor Martini Am I?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/05/quizquiz-quiz.html"&gt;Quiz... quiz... quiz...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113218502338144258?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113218502338144258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113218502338144258&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113218502338144258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113218502338144258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/gak-pentingunimportant-stuff.html' title='Gak penting/Unimportant stuff'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-113218326552630730</id><published>2005-11-16T16:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T17:21:05.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in ghosts??</title><content type='html'>I skipped last night's class and went to the movies. I know...what a good student I am, huh?! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;I watched Four Brothers and The Exorcism of Emily Rose. I watched 2 movies since it's $1 movies and Tuesday is 50 cents day. Isn't it awesome?! 50 cents for a movie, it's even cheaper than buying a chocolate bar!! Whoever thought of that is a genious!! ^__^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys watched The Exorcism of Emily Rose? Damn, but this girl can act!! She looked like she was really possessed..... She is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;, man!&lt;br /&gt;There are some scenes that made me jumped (a little bit, not high jump - if I jump that high, somebody'll probably throw their shoes at me hehehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching this made me remember when I first saw somebody got possessed. I was in 2nd? either 2nd or 3rd grade. My friends, my sister and I just got off of school and nobody picked us yet - the mothers went shopping probably and forgot all of us who waited for them patiently at school. ^^&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go to the cafetaria's owner's house, whenever nobody picked us yet, we always go there. We walked there and when we got there there were a bunch of people gathering in the living room. It was really noisy because everybody was talking to each other and someone was shouting. That person who shouted and yelling turned out to be the one who got possessed.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was holding on to him - I think it was a he, couldn't really remember. There was a priest too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we heard the noises, we went to the living room. But before we got in someone told us to go from the back and don't come out. And so we went to the back but not after we saw him.&lt;br /&gt;After we got in, we were asking each other what that was all about.&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me that it was somebody got possessed. I don't know how he knew this, maybe he was eavesdropping while we were trying to figure out what happened, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;After we found that out, we got curious since we never saw someone got possessed before. And so we watched them. I couldn't really remember what I saw but I remember that I was a little scared of him. Anyway, we couldn't watched them that long because someone found out that we were watching and took us inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think about this when I saw him. But now after I got older and watched this movie, I think about this whole demon - ghost thing. Does it exist? I don't know. Can people really got possesses? I guess so...since I saw that person.&lt;br /&gt;But still if you ask me if I believe in ghosts, my answer will be half and half. I kinda do and I kinda don't.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda don't because I've never seen a ghost before and yet I heard stories from friends and families about meeting ghosts. You know how we kids like to scare each other and torment our little sisters or brothers. The older cousins, sisters, brothers, friends like to torment their youngster with scary stories and yet we like to be tormented and asked for more stories... @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda do believe in ghosts especially since you could still find black magics in Indonesia and since the people do believe in that kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Writing this made me remember that 1 time when I played jelangkung (that's Indonesian for...... I don't know, I couldn't think of its name right now. But it's a board full of letters and numbers and there's also a "yes" and a "no." You ask for the spirits/ghosts to come and ask them questions.)&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to play that thing but then I wanted to know if it really is real. We played it in class using paper and pencil. It really moved. I don't know if it was the ghost or my friend but it moved.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, the ghost or whatever that is didn't stay with us after we're done. Since people there believe that if the ghost doesn't want to go home after we tell it too, it'll bother us until we take them home, whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;After we're done, a teacher found out that we've been playing that game and she yelled at us in front of the class. Gosh, that was soo embarassing! &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... when I read at my writing (this blog) again, I think I do believe in ghosts then..... ^^ At least, I hope I don't have to meet one first to believe it. @__@&lt;br /&gt;I guess since I grew up in a country full of cultures and legends - ghost legends too, I tend to believe in this kind of things. =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking - er.. I mean writing- abou&lt;span style="font-family: monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;t jelangkung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;code&gt;&lt;/code&gt; remind me of the Indonesian movie called &lt;code&gt;&lt;a href="http://mitglied.lycos.de/uzumaki/reviews/jelangkung.htm"&gt;Jelangkung&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/code&gt;. I haven't watched it. I've been wanting to watch it but I haven't been able to ask somebody to buy it for me and I couldn't find it here.&lt;br /&gt;I heard it's really scary and when they made this movie, they did find the ghosts in their video. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking that my blog today is creepy heuhuehe... I watched this movie and I just finished reading &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=Xh5hTKYCFd&amp;isbn=0316011770&amp;amp;itm=1"&gt;The Historian&lt;/a&gt; which is about Dracula. Hmm.. it seems that lately my preference is all about creepy stuff... I guess this is the after effect of Halloween, huh?! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113218326552630730?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113218326552630730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113218326552630730&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113218326552630730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113218326552630730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/do-you-believe-in-ghosts.html' title='Do you believe in ghosts??'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-113200899107893736</id><published>2005-11-14T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T00:44:31.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Around My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/peopleplease.html"&gt;People...Please!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;code&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/do-you-believe-in-ghosts.html"&gt;Do You Believe in Ghosts?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-freeee-at-last.html"&gt;I'm Free at last!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-thanksgiving.html"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/world-is-full-of-weirdos.html"&gt;The World is Full of Weirdos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-time-waitressing.html"&gt;First Time Waitressing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/12/cantik-itu-kayak-apa-seh.html"&gt;Cantik Itu Kayak Apa Seh?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/12/freezing-day.html"&gt;Freezing Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/12/finale.html"&gt;Finale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-got-job.html"&gt;I Got a Job&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/01/got-job-errr-i-dont-think-so.html"&gt;Got a Job? I Don't Think So&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/01/gong-xi-fat-chai.html"&gt;Gong Xi Fat Chai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/02/fun-weekend.html"&gt;Fun Weekend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-crazy-night.html"&gt;What A Crazy Night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/03/bule2-keparat.html"&gt;Bule2 Keparat!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/04/amit2-dah-cinanya.html"&gt;Amit2 Dah Cinanya!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-come-its-so-dark-in-here.html"&gt;How Come It's So Dark In Here?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2006/05/first-timer-gay-bar-g.html"&gt;First Timer Gay Bar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113200899107893736?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113200899107893736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113200899107893736&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113200899107893736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113200899107893736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/around-my-life.html' title='Around My Life'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-113194645704076287</id><published>2005-11-13T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T17:47:54.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>People...please!!</title><content type='html'>Just got home from work and created this blog. Still trying to figure out some things. Ooo well, I'll figure it out later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo tired... didn't have enough sleep for the last couple of days... Makes me a little bit cranky too hehehe... and I have to deal with those stupid customers who think that they are the royalty or something. Last night there was this lady who wanted to order to go. She wanted a sweet &amp; sour shrimp. And then, guess what?! She asked us, "How many shrimps are in the order??" What the hell?! Do you think I don't have any jobs to do other than counting how many shrimps are in the order?!? &gt;.&lt;" Hmm... I think if I better do the conversation thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dumb Ass: How many shrimps are in the order?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Us (the other hostess n I): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Looking at each other* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*then we asked our manager who passed by us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mgr: I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*He asked the kitchen guys* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;15 shrimps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Us: 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dumb Ass: what 15?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*I though she was unhappy because it's so little...but then....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; It's 1 order. I want 1 order. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* she's upset bcos it's too many?? ?__? Have no idea dude!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Us: Yes, it's 1 order. There're around 15 shrimps in the order. It's not that big a shrimp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dumb Ass: ok..ok..fine.. And I want fried wonton with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Us: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*looking at each other again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; what kind of wonton? I told Irene (the other hostess) maybe it's crab ranggon, since it's the only fried wonton we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Us: Is it crab rangoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dumb Ass: No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Us: Does it has any cream cheese in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dumb Ass: No. I want fried wonton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;* we looked at each other again...speechless... well madam, we know our menu ok! The only fried wonton we have is that stupid crab rangoon! - Too bad we can't tell her this.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dumb Ass: Nevermind! I'll just get that shrimp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Us: Ok... then Irene ask her..."Ooo.. do you mean the fried noodle?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dumb Ass: I don't know what it is called. I guess that's what it is. I know you have it. I've       seen it before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Well, if we serve it, of course you've seen it before, duh!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Us: If what you mean is fried noodle then yes we have it. It's called fried noodle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dumb Ass: Ok fine, whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Minta ditimpuk abis gak seh ini org?!?!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Irene asked for her name. I forgot what her name was, but Irene typed idiot on the order...hahaha... We didn't give her the receipt, so she couldn't find out that we changed her name...^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! I don't know what she was so upset for!! It's like she's on PMS, you know. What a dumb ass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh!! There's another thing that I hate doing it... It's cleaning the menus.&lt;br /&gt;People, PLEASE!!! Menu is to be looked at not to be dripped by foods or sauces!!!!! Don't you know we have more than 1 menus?!? We have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt;, ok!&lt;br /&gt;We serve the fried noodle - yes, the very same thing that that stupid lady asked for ^^- with mustard and sweet &amp;amp; sour sauce on the side. And most of the people will drip the sauces on the menu. Why can't they decide first and then eat the noodle??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that if you work in restaurant business, the customers are kings. But please don't abuse it... Cape tau ngelayanin org2 kaya gitu.. ih minta ditimpuk! Emang dikira cuma ngelayanin dia doank kali yeh... ^g^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo well, I'm going to sleep. I have a headache now... It's probably caused by lack of sleep. I'll bring my crankiness to bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18943433-113194645704076287?l=sayakerendeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/feeds/113194645704076287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18943433&amp;postID=113194645704076287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113194645704076287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18943433/posts/default/113194645704076287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sayakerendeh.blogspot.com/2005/11/peopleplease.html' title='People...please!!'/><author><name>Jé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07503315061586596512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18943433.post-113194250236169968</id><published>2005-11-13T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T22:28:22.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>Hahaha... 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