<?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-5350272179131303489</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:54:48.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricky &amp; Jojo</title><subtitle type='html'>Our journey starts here!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350272179131303489.post-2620356440998432535</id><published>2009-03-20T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:14:38.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky day ?</title><content type='html'>Yup here I'm again! Since I'm not that hardworking to update my blog. Let me start from last week 14th March 2009, last Saturday. That was the day I went to Hongkong. Well I'm so excited cause I'm going to meet Ricky and of course because I'm going to take my pre-wedding photoshoot there. And I'm so stressed but yet so excited cause I've to hand carry my wedding gown, evening gown and my casual dress. So I went there earlier to check in so I can shop around in the Duty Free. Eventually, it's crowded and everyone was queue up to check in eventhough that's still quite a early time. Hmmm... finally it's my turn and finally I got my boarding pass. And the counter person told me that she will moves me to BUSINESS CLASS without any additional cost. Can you believe it??? I was just so so so HAPPYYYYY and OMG OMG OMG here I'm in business class and it's FREE! And this's the first time I do really feel I'm super duper lucky. I think everyone deserves that once in a blue moon haah do u agree??? Anyway I'll upload some photos later on ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I realize our God really care and really look on every details in our life. I mean out of so so many people on board, what on earth they give me that business class. Eventhough one of my friend told me that they do see how's your outfit in order to upgrade your seat. Well maybe yes. Hmmmm so u guys out there always dress up when you get on board ok haah :p But I believe its all in His mighty hand and plan. Amen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love to shop before I went off for holiday. Just a very nice feeling to shop hahaha wat an excuse! So i managed to shop YSL highlighter pen, Chanel make-up base, Estee Lauder eye cream also Lancome eyeshadows pallette. And lastly I got a novel title Remember Me? by Sophie Kinsella. What a delicious page-turner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally I reach Hongkong. And it's still cold. The worst part is I didnt bring any jacket or cardigan. How daring am I? haha So finally I got a jacket fiuhh feel so good after that! not freezing anymore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today 19th March, Thursday  was kind of busy day for me cause I've to go to Chanel in Causewaybay to tried on the smaller size of my shoes but I still think 36 is better. After that I went to Lai Chi Kok to shop for some accesories and casual wear. Fyi I only have my lunch about 5 pm, ice lemon tea and french toast for the day. I tried to reduce my food cause it's my pre wedding photo shooting tomorrow. And it's almost 5:45 I need to rush to do my manicure in Mongkok. And they told me it's $188 for french manicure and with some floral design. So I'm fine with it. But turns put I've to pay $288 cause $188 for french manicure + $50 for the floral patterns + $50 for diamond on each finger. Of course it's immitation ok haah :p After that I need to rush to Pacific Place to meet Ricky and hep hi pick some clothing for his casual shoot. Finally he got a jacket, green sweater and black skinny jeans. What a long day huh... but I love it.... SHOP SHOP SHOP hahahaha Finally we went to Tsui Wah at Causewaybay for dinner. But I only eat a little cause I'm afraid my dress will be too tight tomolow hahaha :p And finally we went back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the time is already 2:09 am I supposed I need to sleep already cause I need to be in make up artist place by 11:30. So we'll see how's my photooo tomorrow..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross my finger everything will be fine  ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caoooo XOXO ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-2620356440998432535?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/2620356440998432535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=2620356440998432535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/2620356440998432535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/2620356440998432535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2009/03/lucky-day.html' title='Lucky day ?'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</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-5350272179131303489.post-9019899935557441527</id><published>2009-02-18T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:00:31.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIG DAY!</title><content type='html'>Well, yes it's been a while since the day I viewed this blog. And now we're apart for almost 1,5 years. When I look back, I'll just smile on my face that I could get through all this Long Distance thingy. And NOW it's around 5 more months to my BIG DAY on 18th July 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the details:&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Venue: The Fullerton Hotel ( my one and only hotel that I like in Singapore) Thank God that I'm going to have my wedding here ^^&lt;br /&gt;I've my wedding gown and evening gown (made to measure) by DANG. www.dangbridal.com.sg &lt;br /&gt;I've my pre-wedding shoot by Hongkong Photographer, CM Leung. Check out his website www.cmleung.com&lt;br /&gt;I've my Actual Day shoot by Eirik Tan. Check out his website www.eiriktan.com&lt;br /&gt;My invitation card will be designed by Rose, my friend in Medan. &lt;br /&gt;I still have not confirmed the videographer, however I'm going to meet 2 videographer next week. So by next week I sould be able to confirmed my videographer.&lt;br /&gt;Also should I used the Fullerton florist or engaged Boenga florist? :0 :0&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least my Wedding Organizer will be Elrica, Bombie and Iie Iie :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO yah so excited just received a call from my bridal and I'm going to have my make up trial on 28 feb next Saturday at 3 pm ^^ kind of nervous though... heeh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my latest update. Wait for my next update :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-9019899935557441527?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/9019899935557441527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=9019899935557441527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/9019899935557441527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/9019899935557441527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-big-day.html' title='MY BIG DAY!'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</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-5350272179131303489.post-6679523155053118524</id><published>2008-02-25T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T11:17:24.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When things have passed</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard a new song? When you hear it, it sounds very very pleasant. You play it over and over again. Until you realize that it's not that new anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to start your life in a new place or country? You must be feeling very excited in the beginning, you travel here and there admiring the differences you can find. And then, you realize that it feels the same no matter where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, you realize that your heart and mind is on someone or something that you love. It could be your hometown, it could be your family, it could be your love that keep you thinking about it constantly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like michael buble says in his song..."I wanna go home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things have passed away, and I just wanna be with someone that I love dearly, my fiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss her much... This pursuit of happiness is not an easy task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I did it for our better future ahead......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD my prayer is... please open the way for me to achieve my bday wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ricky-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-6679523155053118524?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/6679523155053118524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=6679523155053118524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/6679523155053118524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/6679523155053118524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-things-have-passed.html' title='When things have passed'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</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-5350272179131303489.post-4798766886781359047</id><published>2007-09-07T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T00:17:16.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so near, yet so far</title><content type='html'>You are 100% in my mind&lt;br /&gt;You are 100% of my heart&lt;br /&gt;You are 98% of my call &lt;br /&gt;You are 50% of my breath&lt;br /&gt;You are the last one in my mind before I sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder and looking at the starry night... &lt;br /&gt;I say to wind please tell her what I feel and miss&lt;br /&gt;And I know it is you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY SOON we'll meet again my soul mate... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then you are always in my prayer, meine leiblich Verlobte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ricky-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-4798766886781359047?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/4798766886781359047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=4798766886781359047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/4798766886781359047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/4798766886781359047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='so near, yet so far'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</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-5350272179131303489.post-4298671179734668578</id><published>2007-09-03T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T11:36:54.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Chapter</title><content type='html'>Today will be a new chapter for me and Ricky. We're going to be separated for one year. He's going to Hongkong to continue his study in Master of Finance Engineering in University of Hongkong. I'm proud of him !! He has the courage to take a leap of faith persuing his study again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I sent him to Airport at 4 am. Guess what!! His luggage was 16 kgs overweight. So we have to take out some of the things. But we only managed to reduce 5 kgs. And we decided to paid for the overweight fees and we walked to the check in counter. We saw the man who's checked in before us didn't have any luggage. So we tried to talk to him if he wants to checked in together with us. And Thanks GOD he agreed to. At the end, we didn't pay a single dollar and Ricky can bring all his stuff there. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sure God make a way for us. He's God who always care about us even in a small matter like the luggage. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the luggage thingy is done. But until that moment I  still can't accept the fact that we're going to be separated for 1 year. Eventhough it's just temporary, but trust me it's not easy. Usually I always have his accompany everyday. We just have so much things to share, whether it's happy or sad moment. He always there whenever I need him. But now..... He's no longer by my side.... I only can asked God to strenghten me.... It's going to be hard and tough for both of us but&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I'm sure if God allows all this things happened, He surely have a GREAT PLAN and FUTURE for both of us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever Ric.... You always be the man of my heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;Jojo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-4298671179734668578?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/4298671179734668578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=4298671179734668578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/4298671179734668578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/4298671179734668578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-chapter.html' title='A new Chapter'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</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-5350272179131303489.post-1019257980318544823</id><published>2007-07-26T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T11:21:56.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>Suddenly I feel the urgency to write about what's inside my heart.  And this is the second time I do it. I remember the first time was  a card that I wrote to Ricky before he went to Germany 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is exactly one month after our engagement in Bali. Until this moment I still can picturised clearly every single moment on that day and I even can feel that 'feeling'. In this case I think photos are not essential anymore but the feeling that stirs inside my heart that counts. And my heart says you are the man that I want to spend my life with and I'm sure you are the man that God gives to me. You always make me feel being loved by you and you always make my life full of happiness, joy and laughter each day. What can I asked more from you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagined my life without you. If it's going to happen I'm sure God has a perfect plan and He will gives us strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lieblich Verlobte,&lt;br /&gt;-JoJo-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-1019257980318544823?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/1019257980318544823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=1019257980318544823' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/1019257980318544823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/1019257980318544823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</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-5350272179131303489.post-9221221712252965012</id><published>2007-07-15T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T23:08:51.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Impossible!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It will be impossible without Him. He's the one who put the stir the heart of man, put the desire in it, and direct it in His own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been weeks since that Big Day and everytime I recall it, I'd just remember that it's possible and wonderful at the end of the day because He helps me along the way. What am I without Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091151506447677506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RqdnUi-COEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/u-nEbAyN7iM/s320/pnthanx.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus. For I know it's Your hands that hold my world, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Also many thanks to my friends: Denny Rachmat, Albert Limantara, Ian Purnomo and Bonar Sihombing. Your unique and special inputs has helped me alot along the way ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/5350272179131303489-9221221712252965012?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/9221221712252965012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=9221221712252965012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/9221221712252965012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/9221221712252965012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-impossible.html' title='It&apos;s Impossible!'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RqdnUi-COEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/u-nEbAyN7iM/s72-c/pnthanx.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350272179131303489.post-6153526147337736111</id><published>2007-07-12T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T12:34:51.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOJO's mind on that day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpY9Ez8h4PI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RqPPnnw7Mqo/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086142982137176242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpWcGD8h4LI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eTE_zPuvPOg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it’s my&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpY9dD8h4QI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MnmP9tAdpm4/s1600-h/edit-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086320398646239490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpY9dD8h4QI/AAAAAAAAAE0/MnmP9tAdpm4/s320/edit-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2nd day in Bali, wake up at 9am then I went for breakfast w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpUX_TYkfqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/UWNXB6m-BIA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hich provided by the hotel. But me and Ricky only eat a little bit because we want to save our tummy for the famous “Bu Oka” Suckling Pig and Bebek Bengil in Ubud. So we drive to Ubud and we have Bebek Bengil for our lunch. It tastes good and yummy. And of course we took lots of pic there. After that we want to eat the suckling pig but guess what!!! It was close for 3 days due to the Galungan (one of the public holiday in Bali). So sadddddddd…. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So after Ubud we are heading to Blue Point in Uluwatu. And it’s such a beautiful place on the top of Uluwatu Cliff with the infinity pool. And again took a lot of pics too heheeh We went to the restaurant in the hotel and have some drinks and to catch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;our breath because of the long journey&lt;/span&gt;. Then Ri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpWXPT8h4GI/AAAAAAAAADk/15KjnZq1OiM/s1600-h/edit-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086137643492827234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="280" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpWXPT8h4GI/AAAAAAAAADk/15KjnZq1OiM/s320/edit-3.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cky change his Polo T-shirt to his new favorite collar shirt. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I’m just thinking what happened to Ricky?&lt;/span&gt; What &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;makes him so excited until he needs to change his shirt and shoes? And he just simply said that it’s hot weather and he was perspiring so he needs to change his Polo T. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well I’m just kind of believe in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; After that I want to go to BVLGARI hotel but Ricky insisted that we should go to Ritz Carlton Hotel to see the sunset. Because he said Ritz Carlton has the best&lt;/span&gt; view of the sunset. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well ok, so I just follow his idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086141612042608754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="326" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpWa2T8h4HI/AAAAAAAAADs/NvP8loxkjDg/s320/edit-2.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally we arrive in Ritz Carlton Hotel, Jimbaran. And here starts the conversation: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Security:&lt;/strong&gt; Hi good afternoon Sir, may I have your name please? Do you have any appointment in the hotel? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ricky:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, I’m Ricky. We are going to have dinner here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Security:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh yes, Mr. Ricky and Ms. Yohanna right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jojo:&lt;/strong&gt; HHmmmm??? Ric how they even know my name ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ricky:&lt;/strong&gt; Don’t worry (he smiles), it’s just an excuse so we could go in to the hotel and take picture there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jojo:&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm… I see…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ('I believe in him again’)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in the hotel Lobby and suddenly the friendly F&amp;B manager welcome us and bring us around the hotel, give us some welcoming drink with the flowers and help us take pictures with the sunset. And I start look at Ricky and hinting him if we could just walk without her accompaniment because honestly what I have in my mind is just to t&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086321687136428306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="235" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpY-oD8h4RI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2FNnNwjyCGg/s320/b.jpg" width="335" border="0" /&gt;ake pictures then go to Jimbaran to eat Seafood. At one point, I see there’s a long bridge at the very left side of the hotel which face to the sea. I think it could be a very romantic place for dinner or some event. And I told Ricky can we take a look of that place? When we are near to that place, I saw the setting of one table at the end point of the jetty with two chairs at the end of the bridge with candles all around it. It also has 2 torches standing by the table to provide lighting in the evening. The fresh air and sound of the sea wave hits cliff rocks. I just LOVE the setting, I just imagine that it will be a fairy tale to be there, to have a dinner and accompanied by a musician in the midst of candle and torch lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, the manager still pretends she doesn’t know anything and told us that this jetty is a very romantic place and you need to booked this place a few months in advanced. Do you know what?? I still believe in what she said too. And there’s waiter who serves us champagne there. This time I started sme&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpWWrz8h4FI/AAAAAAAAADc/dmU73LgSbzE/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086137033607471186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="217" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpWWrz8h4FI/AAAAAAAAADc/dmU73LgSbzE/s320/3.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ll something fishy here . And Ricky just smiled on me and asked me to sit down. Well I still thought hmmm… it must be just a romantic dinner from Ricky but....suddenly the waiter serves me appetizer and when I opened the cover, it was a red roses with heart shape and on top of it is a beautiful shimmering splendid ring with a proposal letter that endose with his own song composition and “Will you marry me?" And tears just flowing from my eyes. I was just so surpised and speechless at that moment, I simply can't believe what I see and I feel. The thing that I never imagine, heard, nor enter to my heart; yet here it's in front of me. It's simply the best happiest moment in my life ever....&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/5350272179131303489-6153526147337736111?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/6153526147337736111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=6153526147337736111' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/6153526147337736111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/6153526147337736111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-mind-on-that-day-yohoo-its-my-2nd.html' title='JOJO&apos;s mind on that day'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpWcGD8h4LI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eTE_zPuvPOg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350272179131303489.post-8877985165560873170</id><published>2007-07-11T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:45:43.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RICKY's mind on that day</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 26 June 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6 AM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I woke up early today. I can’t really sleep well because I keep thinking a&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpRDHTYkfmI/AAAAAAAAABU/m_-KNjMfMYY/s1600-h/edit-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085763671949606498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpRDHTYkfmI/AAAAAAAAABU/m_-KNjMfMYY/s320/edit-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bout my proposal plan and the details…details…and details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take my blue New Balance running shoes that I just bought and hit the beach to jog along the shore. I was welcomed by the rising sun, as if it’s saying hello right beside me, at the same moment I felt the win blows softly touch my hairs. At the same time I’m amazed by His grace to me. It’s like the earth has given me a sign that today the new journey will start for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run along the shore, it was tougher to run at the wet sand but it feels good. I just keep running and running to refresh my mind while I’m seeing other tourists walk along the beach, some fishermen trying to push their boat to the sea and the Japanese surfers warming up before playing around with the waves. I just realize that I love Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes about an hour before I’m going back to my room, took my shower, and (again) thinking on the plan for today. I will need to be in Jimbaran by 5.30 pm to witness the sunset. When I met her I told her that we are going to Ubud for lunch, Uluwatu for visiting some villas and Jimbaran for sunset. She is nodding and said “That’s fine. I’ll just follow you”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick breakfast, I’m rushing to the car with my new Ben Sherman shirt, khakis pants and a bag on my hand. I’m telling her that I bring all of those to change while taking photos at different sites. And she just believed that… I was surprised cause she normally will sense if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something not really normal, but I think this one is normal enough for her. Thank goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpQ_0TYkfiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RwzQJPaXEGU/s1600-h/edit-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085760046997208610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpQ_0TYkfiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RwzQJPaXEGU/s320/edit-14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now we are in Ubud for lunch at Bebek Bengil. A nature oriented resto in the middle of rice field. Simply beautiful! The crispy duck is delicious and the air is very refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is 3 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I still driving at Uluwatu. I realize that it’s not that near from Ubud to Uluwatu. But it is exactly what I need to waste the time and hypnotize her with&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpRFujYkfoI/AAAAAAAAABk/FpC7GLKUR98/s1600-h/edit-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085766545282727554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpRFujYkfoI/AAAAAAAAABk/FpC7GLKUR98/s320/edit-17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the beauty of Bali that invites her to take more pictures. The road to Blue Point (BP) is going ups and down and it was a tiring drive, but I must go on and must not grow tired because something big is waiting at sunset. BP has a great view of sunset from the cliff. It has a cute white chapel facing the beach. I decided to sit and enjoy the juice from BP while enjoying the view from the cliff. The beach at this area has crystal clear water, unlike the other beaches. Again … ulur waktu ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.10 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I quickly change my attire from Polo T-shirt + Bermudas to S&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpRBijYkfkI/AAAAAAAAABE/YnNrYjIODfs/s1600-h/edit-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hirt + pants and she just wondering what’s wrong with me. I just told her that I would want to dress nicer for my sunset photos. And the luck is on my side that she didn’t follow up he&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpQ-9TYkfhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eilb8oolGec/s1600-h/edit-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r curiosity. Once she checks my pocket, I’ll be dead haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.30 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Here I am in front of Ritz Carlton gate with lots of guards and a dog sniffing my car…. I’m just about to enter the “promise land”. God, help me cause my legs starts shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085762980459871826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="262" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpRCfDYkflI/AAAAAAAAABM/0rJMmT9IN1o/s320/edit-5.jpg" width="340" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-RICKY- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5350272179131303489-8877985165560873170?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/8877985165560873170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=8877985165560873170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/8877985165560873170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/8877985165560873170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-mind-on-that-day.html' title='RICKY&apos;s mind on that day'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpRDHTYkfmI/AAAAAAAAABU/m_-KNjMfMYY/s72-c/edit-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350272179131303489.post-4561674965252440188</id><published>2007-07-01T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:17:25.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect time, place and people in Bali</title><content type='html'>Ricky here and I just got back from Bali 2 days ago. I still can remember our experience in Bali. And yes baby.... IT WORKS !!! My surprise for her was working perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ritz Carlton was very very awesome! I like the jetty, the sunset, the decoration, the beach, the wind, the candles and the people...and lots more. It was blended perfectly and created a trully unforgetable moment for our engagement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more of our memories about the proposal. But for now, I just want to share the Joy that I and my fiance feel. IT IS GREAT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RoepBDYkffI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XdVnTHiDilc/s1600-h/sunset+v2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082216540064218610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RoepBDYkffI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XdVnTHiDilc/s320/sunset+v2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-4561674965252440188?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/4561674965252440188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=4561674965252440188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/4561674965252440188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/4561674965252440188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/07/perfect-time-place-and-people-in-bali.html' title='Perfect time, place and people in Bali'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RoepBDYkffI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XdVnTHiDilc/s72-c/sunset+v2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350272179131303489.post-9217204348459067811</id><published>2007-06-29T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T19:40:08.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Ric  ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpTBiTYkfpI/AAAAAAAAABs/uaQoXk-0nRk/s1600-h/close+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085902674271174290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpTBiTYkfpI/AAAAAAAAABs/uaQoXk-0nRk/s320/close+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm surprised when Ricky told me that he create a Blog for both of us. He told me about this blog after he proposed me and I was excited want to read how's his preparation for this Big Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the proposal event took place in &lt;em&gt;Ritz Carlton, Bali on 26 June 2007&lt;/em&gt;. It really surprised me because he has plan all of this when he was in Spore. He has booked the &lt;em&gt;private jetty&lt;/em&gt; in Ritz Carlton. Can you imagined the jetty is placed at the end of the long bridge that face to the seas, Jimbaran Bay and you can view the excellent sunset spot from there. And there is only one table that surrounds with candles and flowers, exactly like what I want for my Big day ^_^, with personal waiter and live music that accompany us through our dinner time. I feel I'm the luckiest girl right now. It was just too beautiful to be described with words. So I decided to post some photos with more details soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Thank God I found him and thanks Ric for all your efforts make this important day so memorable and too good to be forgotten by every one who read this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you forever,&lt;br /&gt;- JoJo -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-9217204348459067811?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/9217204348459067811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=9217204348459067811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/9217204348459067811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/9217204348459067811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/06/thank-you-ric.html' title='Thank you Ric  ^_^'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpTBiTYkfpI/AAAAAAAAABs/uaQoXk-0nRk/s72-c/close+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350272179131303489.post-5440031137836192730</id><published>2007-06-12T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:35:21.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it will be BALI</title><content type='html'>I'm planning to give her surprise in Bali... I'm arranging a trip to Bali and I will propose her there.&lt;br /&gt;something different... a place that we both adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it works this time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-5440031137836192730?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/5440031137836192730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=5440031137836192730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/5440031137836192730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/5440031137836192730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-guess-it-will-be-bali.html' title='I guess it will be BALI'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</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-5350272179131303489.post-6189426554437153591</id><published>2007-06-11T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T01:53:04.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh .... finding a good moment is not easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/Rm0eEMsFtpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0mLHSsMorrU/s1600-h/think.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074745412590876306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/Rm0eEMsFtpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0mLHSsMorrU/s320/think.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been wondering what should I do to propose her and make it memorable for both of us. But, finding the right time and place is challenging (well, at least I don't need to find the right person anymore hehe). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of idea running in my mind, but I gotta filter that up. here's the question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Where will it be? Spore or outside Spore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. When? This week, next week or next next week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. How? dinner, lunch or non meal time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Who? just 2 of us or rame2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. details and details and details..... so much of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not know the answer until the day itself has come. Let's see ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-6189426554437153591?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/6189426554437153591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=6189426554437153591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/6189426554437153591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/6189426554437153591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-finding-good-moment-is-not-easy.html' title='Oh .... finding a good moment is not easy'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/Rm0eEMsFtpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0mLHSsMorrU/s72-c/think.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350272179131303489.post-3742466059692634059</id><published>2007-06-08T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:16:32.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just got the ring TODAY</title><content type='html'>Today, Thursday 7 June 2007 is a special day. I will start the blog with the story that my fiance doesn't realize till she read this blog... This is about the Engagement Ring that I bought for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was having dinner with her friends when I colllect the long awaited ring that I ordered a month ago. This 1 Carat ring with its pair is very special, hence it takes some&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/Rm0b6MsFtoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Lsq1DD_VPyo/s1600-h/ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074743041768928898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="245" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/Rm0b6MsFtoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Lsq1DD_VPyo/s320/ring.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;times to prepare it ... In the beginning I thot that I can choose the diamond and I'd be able to get it on the same day, but obviously I'm wrong. But I'm not complaining, because the ring worth waiting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she doesn't even know that it took me weeks just to browse the ring that I want, that also include lots of "hide &amp; seek" to ensure she doesn't know what I do. I still remember I was caught by the parents of my fiance's student in the jewellry store while browsing the solitaire rings. Lucky me that I could find away to sneak away from that dangerous moment hehe... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpZEfD8h4SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GuDaZnZNXls/s1600-h/ring-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086328129587372322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="236" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/RpZEfD8h4SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GuDaZnZNXls/s320/ring-a.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the story... yeah, she was having a dinner and it was raining when I played hide &amp;amp; seek (again). The store attendant welcome me with a great smile when she looked at me "Hi Sir, it's ready and it's beautiful". And indeed, it's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that you like it, Love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5350272179131303489-3742466059692634059?l=rickyjojo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/feeds/3742466059692634059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5350272179131303489&amp;postID=3742466059692634059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/3742466059692634059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5350272179131303489/posts/default/3742466059692634059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickyjojo.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-got-ring-today.html' title='I just got the ring TODAY'/><author><name>Ricky Jojo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03622285204516714448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j47Y5xJEjvE/Rm0b6MsFtoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Lsq1DD_VPyo/s72-c/ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
