<?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-5008099095355419402</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:41:29.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5008099095355419402/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahmaria.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Syah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14655364440569628508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K8spSoe01oA/Sz9TYrFdnFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/lttKN3ZkhIo/S220/8521_173835420691_622595691_4294312_1405475_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008099095355419402.post-4184284782839090354</id><published>2007-12-23T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T22:54:30.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays...doesn't seem like one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W6pPV4gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WfcyEJtnkVI/s1600-h/CIMG0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147428464610370050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W6pPV4gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WfcyEJtnkVI/s320/CIMG0281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W65PV4hI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EVVVZbt8-Js/s1600-h/CIMG0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147428468905337362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W65PV4hI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EVVVZbt8-Js/s320/CIMG0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W7JPV4iI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DvcnQkoVzZw/s1600-h/CIMG0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147428473200304674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W7JPV4iI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DvcnQkoVzZw/s320/CIMG0292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W7JPV4jI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fhC-MLTtVtI/s1600-h/CIMG0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147428473200304690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W7JPV4jI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fhC-MLTtVtI/s320/CIMG0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W7ZPV4kI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JzAFJNc1IbI/s1600-h/CIMG0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147428477495272002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W7ZPV4kI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JzAFJNc1IbI/s320/CIMG0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so both of us fell ill during our bangkok trip. came back to work a few hrs after touchdown in our garden city. and yes, straightaway.. stress overcomes me. the stress of completing the classrm decorations. stress of completing the library list n adding new books. hundreds in fact..to the current thousandth list. yeah i know.. i should tk it all in my stridE. Yeah.. try bein me. well.. enjoy the pics. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147425050111369650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29Tz5PV4bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dwpVqVE69-U/s320/CIMG0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29T0JPV4cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vtL0k1mKQ4M/s1600-h/CIMG0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147425054406336962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29T0JPV4cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/vtL0k1mKQ4M/s320/CIMG0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29T0pPV4dI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VGBBSL8nLNk/s1600-h/CIMG0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147425062996271570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29T0pPV4dI/AAAAAAAAAEE/VGBBSL8nLNk/s320/CIMG0178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29T0pPV4eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4o_3cXGXwXY/s1600-h/CIMG0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147425062996271586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29T0pPV4eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/4o_3cXGXwXY/s320/CIMG0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29T05PV4fI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bA3ic5HTJgQ/s1600-h/CIMG0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147425067291238898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29T05PV4fI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bA3ic5HTJgQ/s320/CIMG0240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5008099095355419402-4184284782839090354?l=syahmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4184284782839090354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5008099095355419402&amp;postID=4184284782839090354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5008099095355419402/posts/default/4184284782839090354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5008099095355419402/posts/default/4184284782839090354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahmaria.blogspot.com/2007/12/holidaysdoesnt-seem-like-one.html' title='The Holidays...doesn&apos;t seem like one'/><author><name>Syah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14655364440569628508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K8spSoe01oA/Sz9TYrFdnFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/lttKN3ZkhIo/S220/8521_173835420691_622595691_4294312_1405475_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/R29W6pPV4gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/WfcyEJtnkVI/s72-c/CIMG0281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5008099095355419402.post-7046402291432804071</id><published>2007-10-22T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T06:02:50.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A comeback??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfQdHwgvI/AAAAAAAAADM/iB2QgL73tcY/s1600-h/DSC06269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124145581084672754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfQdHwgvI/AAAAAAAAADM/iB2QgL73tcY/s320/DSC06269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfQtHwgwI/AAAAAAAAADU/PMvMHXiCuVM/s1600-h/DSC06261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124145585379640066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfQtHwgwI/AAAAAAAAADU/PMvMHXiCuVM/s320/DSC06261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfQ9HwgxI/AAAAAAAAADc/4wHLqZVdnGI/s1600-h/DSC06239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124145589674607378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfQ9HwgxI/AAAAAAAAADc/4wHLqZVdnGI/s320/DSC06239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfRNHwgyI/AAAAAAAAADk/YHe5bHFv5gM/s1600-h/DSC06160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124145593969574690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfRNHwgyI/AAAAAAAAADk/YHe5bHFv5gM/s320/DSC06160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfRNHwgzI/AAAAAAAAADs/IhzigmSW5eE/s1600-h/DSC06023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124145593969574706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfRNHwgzI/AAAAAAAAADs/IhzigmSW5eE/s320/DSC06023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sucks. Whatever i do is bein monitored. Even bloggin is unsafe. Anythin new abt work? Don ask. Some parents can be a pain in the arse. Like what i've encountered today. Pretty shitty. Damn concert!! I miss goin for picnics w my darling, paintin my nails, crafting durin my free time. Time for myself i don even have. I look forward to my off days. To wake up late. Laze ard at home. Watch tv, have a long bath, eat ice cream, do up my room... i miss all those. What happened to my life? I used to be so energetic. I miss my previous centre. Still. It's been almost 6 mths. And i'm still not used to this godforsaken place. The airconditioning is affecting my body. I hv backaches almost every night. I fall sick very often. i get shit from colleagues who think i'm faking it. I loved my life b4 May 2007. Now i hate it, despise it. I need to mk changes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5008099095355419402-7046402291432804071?l=syahmaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://syahmaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7046402291432804071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5008099095355419402&amp;postID=7046402291432804071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5008099095355419402/posts/default/7046402291432804071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5008099095355419402/posts/default/7046402291432804071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://syahmaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/comeback.html' title='A comeback??'/><author><name>Syah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14655364440569628508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K8spSoe01oA/Sz9TYrFdnFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/lttKN3ZkhIo/S220/8521_173835420691_622595691_4294312_1405475_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_K8spSoe01oA/RxyfQdHwgvI/AAAAAAAAADM/iB2QgL73tcY/s72-c/DSC06269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
