<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 04 Nov 2024 06:56:02 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>The Leather Journal</category><category>Bits-and-Pieces</category><category>Notes on the Wall</category><category>Brunei</category><category>Feature</category><category>Belles Lettres</category><category>The Teaching Journal</category><category>Velvet Dream</category><category>World + Me</category><category>wishlist</category><category>English</category><category>Diana + Lomo</category><category>Shopping</category><category>Technology</category><category>Wedding Diaries</category><category>Contact</category><category>DIY</category><category>Food</category><category>Music</category><category>invitation cards</category><title>In Purple &amp;amp; Reverie...</title><description></description><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-3302527012670117531</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2012 12:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-17T21:30:08.749+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><title>Always in Our Hearts...</title><atom:summary type="text">
Today marks one month since the passing of Baby Kamil.



Time has yet to heal the pain of losing someone I&#39;ve waited so long to meet, to hold, to watch grow and to love. Time, it seems, will never be able to.



How do you get over it? Is it a possible feat to try and forget something like this?





Five months ago, my husband and I were overjoyed at the news of my pregnancy. Something I&#39;ve </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2012/11/in-loving-remembrance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicERCm5YwRupBoQ0TTp1HrlotTgDFYiTpuG5oKy5H1Cj_niJxUpIuWZm4AIRMBkAFo9M_HckehreyCDwGRgqeg6ouKfIVKJCNhXmKCc7DGOoZJzk-bdB_qPG6ClANmWlVZzdJ44TRuShI/s72-c/226031_4506193341348_1476459287_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-4709299958013139873</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2012 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-09T00:34:58.767+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">DIY</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">invitation cards</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wedding Diaries</category><title>Finally, a soiree!</title><atom:summary type="text">
It has been over 5 months when my then-fiance and I got married in November 2011. My husband and I left it late to have a post-wedding appreciation dinner, what with all the hoo-ra and hey-ho of work and, well, just life.



But we finally found a date we could set our dinner and it&#39;s coming up pretty soon! (please tell me you sense my excitement)



And as usual, being the person that I am, who</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2012/05/finally-soiree.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizWU6SkQz5O61evqMvUKsW63SMeqxM1kZsWHqInppzhp-Xc3-daPuVJWefwmbLYVscCJKuToh0tbN26tvFTKdmTira9yA4vs-0V4KBvh2Ectgdkn0nr3QkLqmpijs-AIplcuq5oaF9uj0/s72-c/Appreciation+DInner+Gallery+1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-3656393313043460721</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2011 07:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-30T15:12:05.518+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Notes on the Wall</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><title>Two is better than one?</title><atom:summary type="text">
Should I stay in silence because I can&#39;t live without you...
or
Should I speak because I love you?</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/12/two-is-better-than-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPRZmTJE9h8G_IkYPInb0KBWbmZXMTB8WqybVy_9Z2oNTjCjFHxcuyfjQd8bQqM7InAaGh7r76vVeXi8mBKLzNPl-B_L3FzciSW4MOWxgKlTtzJDaMt0fOoiFfVDHo5HsNbn_Heqlf-K0/s72-c/two-better-than-one.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-3495551084523245381</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 11:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-02T19:17:02.991+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wedding Diaries</category><title>Counting Sleep</title><atom:summary type="text">I know of bridezillas. I know the pressures of getting married. I know most of the time, it will be a one-man (or woman) effort. I know of people saying that it will all be worth it in the end.
What they don&#39;t know is how I feel and what I have to put up with, just to get married.
One piece of advice, if you&#39;re getting married, make sure he&#39;s really the one. That despite all the bickering and </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/11/counting-sleep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoFCgmMhkX8JTcC7SR69OKLMbkB2aipv74joaTgGrBrWoJbT4k-Ko5M0XBe9S8slWtld5Qs2G5wC4f8X0EvIEHeWgS3F0taf-a7TnPbxFEukEKyjiJrAZjnp9spVDQopZ4P7C6JddFFJ8/s72-c/cantate+clear+gold_small.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-5068794838402569002</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2011 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-01T10:18:32.026+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bits-and-Pieces</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Technology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wishlist</category><title>Sensing a &quot;Thunderbolt&quot;-Upgrade Need</title><atom:summary type="text">Despite fulfilling wishlist no. 1, Apple tech has done it again for me, whipping out an even greater temptation.

27-inch iMac Thunderbolt
The newest hoop-la wonder from the ever-growing range of iMac, equipped with Thunderbolt ports and FaceTime HD feature, and an even sickening 3x faster graphic performance.

I sense a need for an iMac-upgrade in the near future....till they seduce me with a </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/08/sensing-thunderbolt-upgrade-need.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil_nMuGt-NnTd0g4ghlh2VTJbelzyhDQZfHCQgdJ_ZUGGFciXl-ta6c7k1_H_oZY5XmdVoRt5rnsICpsHqP-DDnryP90NBWjA-wyMVMPlXZRTBiuh7iA0QFqJbsZmVL8fNRoVpy_aLQUk/s72-c/0%252C1425%252Ci%253D257251%2526sz%253D1%252C00.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-3711184443914022933</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2011 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-10T06:00:01.522+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><title>Mini-buns cheeks - Not THAT kind!</title><atom:summary type="text">This blog is literally on the verge of becoming another net waste, joining several million others who have failed to periodically update.

And I&#39;m not denying it. My excuses may sound like the cliche-d justifications but really I have been really busy with real life. I did say I&#39;m a full-time me, meaning I live in the real world in real time with real job and things. There is only so many a </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/06/mini-buns-cheeks-not-that-kind.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGCUNdevgORZf26DEAGneaPEbrDm3CJcNFpuFXJPu4NQPIecRpjOwJ0Gnc2C0j8R4Yyn44zGFWQGmDJNgOlWVnjw3NcNimFY1YdTx3Njvy3tPlbuahE-OOa1xoCb5S-qEU69CZQwkXQHI/s72-c/a71113d1ac544efe9c5b3a1e41fdea88_7.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-4467753652311734044</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2011 15:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-03T23:53:40.649+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bits-and-Pieces</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wishlist</category><title>i-Love</title><atom:summary type="text">Wishlist No. 1 - check!

Utmost =D</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXslYy3qyjociwtTx_2JrcfRRXr9qDdPKBDn6JmKSbWyQvyLy1AMHR-VrvmN8Xzso1ElYjmdesXIO532VLLa0BoFYAW7DwFv60fOrKwfOxPkqzHalZrIEYc2gzyY_qwrtVc10ard86N98/s72-c/DSC_1248%2560.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-319632446124577546</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-28T15:34:06.654+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">English</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Teaching Journal</category><title>RSA Animate – Changing Education Paradigms</title><atom:summary type="text">I first watched a video of Ken Robinson animatedly talking about how education system diminishes creativity in school children and I immediately became a &quot;follower&quot; of his philosophy. The RSA video link below is another of his inspiring and eye-opening treatment to our consciousness, challenging us to &quot;challenge&quot; the normed paradigms of today&#39;s education system.

Watch for a lil&#39; dose of Ken!



</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/03/rsa-animate-changing-education.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-4600048723610125978</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2011 15:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-12T23:59:00.130+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Belles Lettres</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><title>It&#39;s a Familiar Foreign...</title><atom:summary type="text">So maybe I had it coming.
I&#39;d signed out early. But could you really have blamed me for it?
Because of a chicken or a blade, you had to scream at me, accuse me and treat me as nothing more than a person in your midst.
Lately, it has been silent. I blend well with silence, I do. But could you have ever imagined the thunderous chaos that have been tumultuously but placidly settling, deep right down</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-familiar-foreign.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyOsTqOGKGbai6_sMrt8sqd-J3NEACkwn52iqPTyTxLEtrAIantl3XtfwbTX-JPKJPTHesSa-KmxCMdUQ0cF9eXcBTJ2O3psCFHaQ1r6EbkdSi8f0YCTS5737ifUG8iUj2amg4ZPorcTA/s72-c/Black-Ask-a-Question-How-many-Bridesmaids-Groomsman-.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-3787855534682639682</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2011 13:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-04T21:58:18.375+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bits-and-Pieces</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shopping</category><title>Wotever!</title><atom:summary type="text">Something I picked up while power-shopping/spending at The Mall with The Boyfriend...

</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/02/wotever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijhCDfdFdA8XmaDEnsgQLXzwj0ktPKDKkXVJu4cEbFE9WPfAuhOkYzgoH_2Ze0MGYLr0bXT-gRGbWdzYTIlJ0tp1epouVAtTiu-WJ4B7iPSO2C8Bwa-orDIniFORMZv2vU8X4UHNj8VNk/s72-c/Shoe-happy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-8921934499014751181</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Jan 2011 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-19T22:00:15.440+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bits-and-Pieces</category><title>I have my reasons...</title><atom:summary type="text">I know I haven&#39;t been writing here. I have my reasons.

To add to that, I&#39;m deactivating my social networking, too. I have my reasons.

I will come back, someday. Maybe even sooner than expected. But till then, it&#39;s a shutdown for now.


I have my reasons.</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-my-reasons.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrDJ7YVA5-om-fR28GJtTyvOtnRMMqJxzDG0c4VYYJ_BfLIjQwhH0XumzQg20SBQinRnoMshiFwYlHQxXwdsGgZ31DNhNc4OHmcWPG-RvRUORRK0ZFWwRN25Y3BM7d02DrThmjTtKdzSg/s72-c/look-up-stop-texting.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-6662276970281218599</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2011 17:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-31T00:56:50.989+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bits-and-Pieces</category><title>11/1/11 @ 1:11</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m seeing a lot of 1s today,right now...</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111-111.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-4192141155090289719</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2010 02:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-10T10:21:00.703+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><title>From Writing to Screenplay - Not What I Want Of You</title><atom:summary type="text">If you&#39;ve been following my post from Day One, you&#39;ll remember the short story I wrote a while back and posted it on the blog.

I never had imagined that anyone would read it and appreciate the story in the way some of my readers have. Having it affect the readers, that is enough to tell myself that I&#39;ve written from the heart.

Few months back, Farid, a drama &amp;amp; film producer/director and a </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/09/from-writing-to-screenplay-not-what-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSkNeI9gZ8g44UX7jwb7nNFr6IEmK3EeDyzsV8pOuZggAfY2MLuhI8AZUkQ1qL9cxIv6_WFJaV02bsOBvGMuAMn-nOOmvo_Dymy18udSA6hyphenhyphentwCp0UpkgwFocwK1gg07xH15tn8OmzbUY/s72-c/tear-drop.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-2487170962317511860</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2010 01:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-09T09:53:00.078+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shopping</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Technology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><title>Save and You Shall Have!</title><atom:summary type="text">When you save money, you will get what you want.
So I recently made quite a pricey purchase for an everyday necessity. It wasn&#39;t on a wimp. I actually did save up to get it. And let&#39;s just say it was totally worth the wait (and saving).
Just shy of 1K, a Samsung Galaxy S I9000 became mine.
Dubbed Lexie (as in short for Galaxy), it made me feel pretty much up-to-date with the whole touch-screen </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/09/save-and-you-shall-have.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSxOkuxh-HlvJTJWQLUrvhsA0cORNLhjHN6Uwuy5fvNIBVCZHsUVMCnhzuJzz2or7rGtDvNpxlt1NhtBME_RSeqokVam3vW6Q9TyAvEGrpdFdeYhtm_EA-ICKNjla8t5qmPinVB2Rrz1U/s72-c/Samsung-Galaxy-S-cell-phone-04.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-4528387483367194739</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 18:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-09T09:59:44.610+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diana + Lomo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wishlist</category><title>My Diana needs this!</title><atom:summary type="text">For immediate purchase!



ETP*:&amp;nbsp;Next week by latest.
*Estimated Time Purchase
Diana Instant Back is on its way from HK, as we speak (write/read)!</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-diana-needs-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXiPm1y8MPCeOujClxw1DPLF_uPgNxXWqjCt5LNK5_b1AywWBgIITkuGx-JVyXUCPVIYW73h1O3C8WUIC6LQdX84Vc5o-msvnSFjH_M25U95-OLnRUUgLqGl28-CAwQzODo3vYe3jSsnE/s72-c/5849_diana_instant_back.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-9130317736637382029</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2010 19:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-06T08:46:24.255+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diana + Lomo</category><title>It&#39;s Lomo, baby!</title><atom:summary type="text">I love how my Lomo always gets people talking. I love it even more when I see the puzzled look on people&#39;s faces when I pull a lever to take a photo and rotate a winder after that..

Lomo&#39;s not for everyone. If you&#39;re so used with being in control of all the settings such as ones on a dSLR, then a lomo will only offer you so little. Which is why I love it so much - I&#39;m not one for dealing with </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-lomo-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidW5EsmhIBefdyGJoTtrgeyCVxsG_r9zEKPtXGD64GskyHOuZlHI0IGWjiTHrEecaa1aI8UlMWgB97oaewsEYv-TTze9ISDarlAyX83GosGyRDShop-4Lr-ABLMFMejBLG4mSBR7SY0Gw/s72-c/F1040011.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-738729227338800683</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2010 01:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-22T09:56:44.872+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Teaching Journal</category><title>Apologize without Sincerity</title><atom:summary type="text">Had to send a kid to the discipline room today. All because he was unwilling to write today&#39;s day and date on the board.

It wouldn&#39;t have mattered so much if he did not stomp the chair on the ground so hard, or slam the board duster so hard that the board rattled on impact, or send me the disgusted, hard expression my way.

But it had to do it all. It was definitely the last straw.

Instead of </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/07/apologize-without-sincerity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7q-57_kXpB8ziNJhh23chYbBPrATmPD8VRvMuRYYLmAVk6PAqcI38WlycUdZKpEZE1I4riRIWWosS_e_qiL1jHeZz0YpBkNW345e0cSabDYNEiP9xzy4KzVqD1ovxV0PbVyxNOJwHRzE/s72-c/411cartoon.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-6504854594103115985</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jun 2010 10:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-18T18:46:16.063+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bits-and-Pieces</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><title>Solitary Keeps Me Sane</title><atom:summary type="text">It has been a rough couple of weeks...maybe even a couple of decades...

Just let me be alone, okay...</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-has-been-rough-couple-of-weeks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkpCtrcDsKNpe2Q5oXeO_TaMK2kFwffpcEdMrolmPtR0otM__TBoS3eoycb86XxgES65JPcY9FglL9u0ZIdT36DAAtCM83RhMam9Y7l3-XWVc-ZqlI0rHySoZEXFLYhyphenhyphenmoGaAbQIR4dGk/s72-c/alone.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-2760607576455908809</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2010 07:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-17T15:58:27.508+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bits-and-Pieces</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Notes on the Wall</category><title>Nico went Missing</title><atom:summary type="text">I recently bought a new camera...but I also recently lost my Nico.&amp;nbsp;
Damn you thief!</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/06/nico-went-missing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4FXLKxztxBhC87Q3SAcCnacl3tFh83jnG67tsspCLdhaH5lodKLwnMdGGk3OA219Y4zsKNI_bZeRe2NSpY3THty19tQS0TP97nqwM-xpmEF3SRee7faK_wjk5XRMSnU3uCL6sHNtkfWM/s72-c/My+Gears%60.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-7889574265275290091</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2010 04:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-09T10:53:52.360+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Teaching Journal</category><title>It&#39;s Black or It&#39;s White</title><atom:summary type="text">Tricky.

Tricky being a teacher in a school. No, no, it&#39;s not about the amount of marking or teaching periods, neither is it about the administration work that gets pounded on you every day.

Many a teacher, I am sure feels the same way. Maybe except for those teachers who can do no wrong and believes rules and regulations are king (eventhough it actually should be).

I have a relationship - a </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-black-or-its-white.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2QBIIqYURXU2nA-JR-TdXBDLWeDTl4U9BJo5D1EYtSWXQOflJFWif1SaYvaHF70DvV1n6yytCOx44QyAPFFJiXjD_YvvUMan_FFzci_EfBdO-UjM99XWjDf5_J-EFA2dBP0RLrLkmlmM/s72-c/discipline.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-5310060271130670408</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2010 16:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-13T00:17:31.055+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Notes on the Wall</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><title>&quot;Why Am I With This Man?&quot; - Girlfriends&#39; Read</title><atom:summary type="text">Women are emotional. Men aren&#39;t?
I beg to differ.

Women cry and let their feelings out by expressing them in words. Men - well, let&#39;s just say they&#39;re not so smart in utilizing words.
How do men show us that they&#39;re sad or angry or just plain emotional? They act it out. Yes, you do!
Here are my top four scenarios (in no particular order) on men&#39;s acts of emotions:
Scenario 1: When you&#39;re going </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-am-i-with-this-man-girlfriends-read.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP9Z3BtUhslcwH1NJzQJ4qgpOm8k5M_BtRhi_iej5Aq3bANZrWpTywyl0TC-bAOadhrL_ZeGH3q8ioTULdT9fT0bV5iU1mhari9LBvoBbItz3BUaUdVZrVYib0ps6DOt0N8sGfTUZjBZY/s72-c/crying-tears-flow-eyes.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-8236960631575670013</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2010 08:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-12T18:28:32.850+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Belles Lettres</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><title>It Is Almost Time To Go</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;...I&#39;ve lived in this place and I know all the facesEach one is  different but they&#39;re always the sameThey mean me no harm but it&#39;s  time that I face itThey&#39;ll never allow me to changeBut I never  dreamed home would end up where I don&#39;t belong&amp;nbsp;
I&#39;m movin&#39; on...&quot;




It&#39;s five minutes to the end. Like a schoolkid, all ready and packed to storm out of the room. For a moment there, it was all </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-almost-time-to-go.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi93kTn_g6N4y01IdiAztQqsajPJSqhFenIHbRg3wfK4CH98PB9urXjzbGH14Zuhmanz-KSz40tjl5dSzJY7b9XDpzHbB_31Akmb2CYxii7Yn2ppZDh4Byn0kpKpMbm2EluS7wYu2PyhWg/s72-c/leaving.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-927072801448616467</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 14:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-11T21:53:22.208+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">English</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Teaching Journal</category><title>My Friend Want To Be A....Toilet!</title><atom:summary type="text">It&#39;s Day Three as a new teacher in my school - so far so good. I have yet to experience the stress &amp;amp; pressure that so many teachers have complained about. But I&#39;ll try to take each day as it is and not worry or expect too much in the coming days.



Today was the Year 7 Enrichment Programme Orientation and it gave me a chance to get to know my 7G a little better. Being the lowest-end class in</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-friend-want-to-be-atoilet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLTXbGorpNAX-Ud_85jTE56u1J-FenSy7Yb5A2OrI_-CI1c4sopr5rzX-MEQcSp3qBeV_zW44mTnSoePd0FgD9Aq1ZAQD7VjaxIUb0XURFM50JVMROICBAKcJaBtLf9n99HiJDl5WysgE/s72-c/7G3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-5114065706921582430</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 02:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-23T10:44:33.816+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Brunei</category><title>When Heels Break Chasing the Circus</title><atom:summary type="text">Ever wonder why things don&#39;t get done as quickly as they should be here in Brunei?

Why important tasks or information always get delayed or never reach us on time? (well..except for unruly gossips)

Why we should never wear heels when we have errands to do when in government buildings?

 
Each department hasn&#39;t a clue what the other departments are doing.

I swear to you this isn&#39;t the first </atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-heels-break-chasing-circus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsyZhFZF_mHuhIypy9juXebjmCDZnVR1gEZEcLwMMYWuiiI9-vc2hM9NgQt96QjfExS6wQjzVx6y4Ge-eE-BahRCnegZ8jU_wSPihPRr4JhgVSh7om8cFTukJ6ge2ORVJverri0_NyK_M/s72-c/whatever.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-4087471304495268115</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 11:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-06T00:23:53.386+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><title>Losing Brain Cells</title><atom:summary type="text">I don&#39;t read so much of the &quot;serious&quot; blogs like Huffington Post and the likes. I do sometimes but it isn&#39;t what tickles my fancy.

My daily reads come from bloggers who write about events and experiences that they come about with and somehow makes all that related to you (the reader) as well. I like those kind of reads - it makes me think and reflect, not make me feel like I&#39;m losing brain cells</atom:summary><link>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2009/12/losing-brain-cells.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU6Fa0MCeFTe1SWk9o_RhLtmgI6sl8F8UfARt1eDqhLEcPobpN5XVZf6F9-Oz9nizlwORnyUHhyv0jv7rCi-kBHH37qXu9400uFKCCA35kewp2ik3Y1j5GTG0I8H79S87LL8pfx_gmV_g/s72-c/perfectcatch.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>