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Should I stay in silence because I can't live without you...
or
Should I speak because I love you?</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/ypafUtPR2bo/two-is-better-than-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4WQ2aBEaa4/Tv1jzPI0rkI/AAAAAAAAApU/PNHeLaLiCbc/s72-c/two-better-than-one.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/ypafUtPR2bo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/12/two-is-better-than-one.html</feedburner:origLink></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>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't know is how I feel and what I have to put up with, just to get married.
One piece of advice, if you're getting married, make sure he's really the one. That despite all the bickering and </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/CRUMZsZEl00/counting-sleep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lhrcC-YvKW4/TrEa5sDJuQI/AAAAAAAAAow/a-Z1MmkbVJc/s72-c/cantate+clear+gold_small.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/CRUMZsZEl00" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/11/counting-sleep.html</feedburner:origLink></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#">Technology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bits-and-Pieces</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wishlist</category><title>Sensing a "Thunderbolt"-Upgrade Need</title><atom:summary>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://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/DRkScyZK_PE/sensing-thunderbolt-upgrade-need.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TMr9eVycjUk/TjYKvscaKKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/brYKZNxEFzE/s72-c/0%252C1425%252Ci%253D257251%2526sz%253D1%252C00.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/DRkScyZK_PE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/08/sensing-thunderbolt-upgrade-need.html</feedburner:origLink></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>This blog is literally on the verge of becoming another net waste, joining several million others who have failed to periodically update.

And I'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'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://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/FUJDXFLLlyI/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m66zmFO_njo/TfEL8oABqgI/AAAAAAAAAoM/5fKV1fJDgvY/s72-c/a71113d1ac544efe9c5b3a1e41fdea88_7.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/FUJDXFLLlyI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/06/mini-buns-cheeks-not-that-kind.html</feedburner:origLink></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>Wishlist No. 1 - check!

Utmost =D</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/EFx_TiQ3exQ/i-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LwFMSEYJa8Y/TZiXXg3uzhI/AAAAAAAAAno/GDXqT3A2LHY/s72-c/DSC_1248%2560.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/EFx_TiQ3exQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love.html</feedburner:origLink></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#">The Teaching Journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">English</category><title>RSA Animate – Changing Education Paradigms</title><atom:summary>I first watched a video of Ken Robinson animatedly talking about how education system diminishes creativity in school children and I immediately became a "follower" of his philosophy. The RSA video link below is another of his inspiring and eye-opening treatment to our consciousness, challenging us to "challenge" the normed paradigms of today's education system.

Watch for a lil' dose of Ken!



</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/BFEtzIXBZWc/rsa-animate-changing-education.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/BFEtzIXBZWc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/03/rsa-animate-changing-education.html</feedburner:origLink></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's a Familiar Foreign...</title><atom:summary>So maybe I had it coming.
I'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://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/Rq8iUskl6po/its-familiar-foreign.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jjmw4oN7biM/TXuCZBHGpHI/AAAAAAAAAnk/YtRerDHJTTw/s72-c/Black-Ask-a-Question-How-many-Bridesmaids-Groomsman-.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/Rq8iUskl6po" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-familiar-foreign.html</feedburner:origLink></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>Something I picked up while power-shopping/spending at The Mall with The Boyfriend...

</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/qDg1GA-G9L8/wotever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/TUwEa-VeyuI/AAAAAAAAAng/SYDSwDGLZyg/s72-c/Shoe-happy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/qDg1GA-G9L8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/02/wotever.html</feedburner:origLink></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>I know I haven't been writing here. I have my reasons.

To add to that, I'm deactivating my social networking, too. I have my reasons.

I will come back, someday. Maybe even sooner than expected. But till then, it's a shutdown for now.


I have my reasons.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/Sn8Fho_lP9I/i-have-my-reasons.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/TTbrQdeEhcI/AAAAAAAAAnY/piQVNxTEYGQ/s72-c/look-up-stop-texting.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/Sn8Fho_lP9I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-my-reasons.html</feedburner:origLink></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>I'm seeing a lot of 1s today,right now...</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/YbWm7HL06zg/1111-111.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/YbWm7HL06zg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111-111.html</feedburner:origLink></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>If you've been following my post from Day One, you'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've written from the heart.

Few months back, Farid, a drama &amp; film producer/director and a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/0ct0wk9hwJY/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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/TIhKHaojh_I/AAAAAAAAAnM/0PvzzGmnDzQ/s72-c/tear-drop.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/0ct0wk9hwJY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/09/from-writing-to-screenplay-not-what-i.html</feedburner:origLink></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#">Technology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Shopping</category><title>Save and You Shall Have!</title><atom:summary>When you save money, you will get what you want.
So I recently made quite a pricey purchase for an everyday necessity. It wasn't on a wimp. I actually did save up to get it. And let'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://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/qgiKXqzXjmo/save-and-you-shall-have.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/TIg8YU5XRCI/AAAAAAAAAnE/G88-S-9H_T8/s72-c/Samsung-Galaxy-S-cell-phone-04.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/qgiKXqzXjmo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/09/save-and-you-shall-have.html</feedburner:origLink></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#">wishlist</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Diana + Lomo</category><title>My Diana needs this!</title><atom:summary>For immediate purchase!



ETP*: 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://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/a-gnGBnWOp8/my-diana-needs-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/TG7JYkbZnVI/AAAAAAAAAm0/qPF95VsuTFY/s72-c/5849_diana_instant_back.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/a-gnGBnWOp8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-diana-needs-this.html</feedburner:origLink></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's Lomo, baby!</title><atom:summary>I love how my Lomo always gets people talking. I love it even more when I see the puzzled look on people's faces when I pull a lever to take a photo and rotate a winder after that..

Lomo's not for everyone. If you'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'm not one for dealing with </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/d-0S5SubOCg/its-lomo-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/TFsOjBSGb7I/AAAAAAAAAms/DaNMPjXOMto/s72-c/F1040011.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/d-0S5SubOCg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-lomo-baby.html</feedburner:origLink></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>Had to send a kid to the discipline room today. All because he was unwilling to write today's day and date on the board.

It wouldn'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://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/lwhZVaEP8hU/apologize-without-sincerity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/TEelMwTihOI/AAAAAAAAAl0/0LGZ7eNdjaE/s72-c/411cartoon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/lwhZVaEP8hU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/07/apologize-without-sincerity.html</feedburner:origLink></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>It has been a rough couple of weeks...maybe even a couple of decades...

Just let me be alone, okay...</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/YJcjYx8u4AI/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="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/TBtNMbM8lBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ubF4j13rJO4/s72-c/alone.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/YJcjYx8u4AI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-has-been-rough-couple-of-weeks.html</feedburner:origLink></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>I recently bought a new camera...but I also recently lost my Nico. 
Damn you thief!</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/LUfTQw0CPD4/nico-went-missing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/TBnUoIEOF-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/9Gkdtjc_OvY/s72-c/My+Gears%60.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/LUfTQw0CPD4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/06/nico-went-missing.html</feedburner:origLink></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's Black or It's White</title><atom:summary>Tricky.

Tricky being a teacher in a school. No, no, it'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://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/aMseE6nYmPk/its-black-or-its-white.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/S8abPZX_9KI/AAAAAAAAAlU/bCMrVGszi1s/s72-c/discipline.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/aMseE6nYmPk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-black-or-its-white.html</feedburner:origLink></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#">The Leather Journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Notes on the Wall</category><title>"Why Am I With This Man?" - Girlfriends' Read</title><atom:summary>Women are emotional. Men aren't?
I beg to differ.

Women cry and let their feelings out by expressing them in words. Men - well, let's just say they're not so smart in utilizing words.
How do men show us that they'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's acts of emotions:
Scenario 1: When you're going </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/KAn6FdApPgI/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="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/S5poxPtZuhI/AAAAAAAAAlM/HHRM95OP_Mg/s72-c/crying-tears-flow-eyes.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/KAn6FdApPgI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-am-i-with-this-man-girlfriends-read.html</feedburner:origLink></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>"...I've lived in this place and I know all the facesEach one is  different but they're always the sameThey mean me no harm but it's  time that I face itThey'll never allow me to changeBut I never  dreamed home would end up where I don't belong 
I'm movin' on..."




It'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 she </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/AMkYMrbnII8/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="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/S5oXBG83e0I/AAAAAAAAAlE/Ls5RLVDucdY/s72-c/leaving.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/AMkYMrbnII8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-almost-time-to-go.html</feedburner:origLink></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#">The Teaching Journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">English</category><title>My Friend Want To Be A....Toilet!</title><atom:summary>It's Day Three as a new teacher in my school - so far so good. I have yet to experience the stress &amp; pressure that so many teachers have complained about. But I'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 the</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/ivKZ194LTlQ/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="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/S0Sf4-Km8sI/AAAAAAAAAk0/6RpUQMWAw4s/s72-c/7G3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/ivKZ194LTlQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-friend-want-to-be-atoilet.html</feedburner:origLink></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>Ever wonder why things don'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't a clue what the other departments are doing.

I swear to you this isn't the first </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/ZSQ8nxO2YDk/when-heels-break-chasing-circus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/SzGAIjEeXUI/AAAAAAAAAkU/D0ONN-SdW-o/s72-c/whatever.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/ZSQ8nxO2YDk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-heels-break-chasing-circus.html</feedburner:origLink></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>I don't read so much of the "serious" blogs like Huffington Post and the likes. I do sometimes but it isn'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'm losing brain cells</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/6nnaOKbsroA/losing-brain-cells.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/SxemKDyhECI/AAAAAAAAAkM/3epW9LNK5ok/s72-c/perfectcatch.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/6nnaOKbsroA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2009/12/losing-brain-cells.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-6210762421469929254</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 06:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T14:19:32.166+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Leather Journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Notes on the Wall</category><title>When You Think I'm A Lazy Bum</title><atom:summary>So the house looks a tad messy. And I haven't been cooking lunches or dinners for the family so often now. You must think, and I know you say, that I'm a lazy bum who have forgotten her responsibilities.

I'm not going to make this too vague for you to comprehend.

It's not because I have forgotten - I've only decided to become a lazy bum because I feel lately you all have "looked" at me as if </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/Giob4YAkpSA/when-you-think-im-lazy-bum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/SwzIrGiFXtI/AAAAAAAAAj8/6YbcqmH_BUk/s72-c/housemaid.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/Giob4YAkpSA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-you-think-im-lazy-bum.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2190347997940529068.post-3417392376407021234</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 09:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T17:17:32.331+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bits-and-Pieces</category><title>Will Write Soon</title><atom:summary>
Hmmmm...


Sorry.


Two weeks without a word.


I know, I'm ashamed, too.


I've been busy.


It's not even an excuse.


I have been busy.


Mostly with my kittens.


And my life...


Will write soon.
</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/lerissa-r/~3/yA8qjxnZ1xQ/will-write-soon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (LeRissa Rangga)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_26X3BUM2P34/Svfd5HwhpiI/AAAAAAAAAj0/vyYAmzdGxLE/s72-c/T-Shirt-Not-Now-Im-Busy-705334.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/lerissa-r/~4/yA8qjxnZ1xQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://lerissa-r.blogspot.com/2009/11/will-write-soon.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

