tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82166800598594959642024-03-05T16:33:27.914+07:00in cloud cuckoo landUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger164125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-85989631389824589212010-07-17T19:55:00.005+07:002010-11-16T22:58:48.100+07:00My New BlogI won't do update in this blog anymore. Keep blooging, though, so you guys keep reading my posts ya! Critics and comments are very welcome.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://my-bittersweet-side.blogspot.com/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6EV1CC0m4ltk9H_l2PHoOPo7YIwW0PQvbmbHPLTCxt9LFHGtGDcOady7mrHtw8zwWOvFXiNrHzNLjm7vbh50JF0HbCFQsl17IPiuvLb-xIb4Mu4oqUpg9noHDH1ZCKGrAunI48hBeOaqX/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494861250699868786" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Thank you and see you guys!<br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-42108830943341009252010-07-12T08:20:00.002+07:002010-07-12T09:19:12.426+07:00I'm SickCan you imagine, spending your long holiday laying on bed and eating porridge three times in a row? And the porridge was really plain, no other taste except from thesoysauce you added. Well, that's how i spent my Sunday. I had totally ruined my cooking time at temple.<br /><br />It was me and my auntie, vhee, who was asked to cook lunch at temple this week. She prepared lo tahu and cah kacang panjang, so i decided to cook kripik kentang balado and kuah lobak. Oke, everything was going allright, on Sat day i sliced the potatoes, and Mom did the rest. Vhee too, she has no cooking skill (as her Mom told us) so he Mom, who was coming back from Bandung late at night had to lo the tofu at midnight.<br /><br />Sunday morning, i felt horrible, my throat, my head, my leg, my stomach, none of them are okay. My head kept spinning around. It hurt so much. So, Mom asked me to stay at home. Let her do the cooking. I did. I slept for a whole day, untill they were coming home, we watched KBS together.<br /><br />Today, as i feel a lot better, i tried to online (you know what, my eyes hurt when i tried to online yesterday). But still, the liquid keep flowing from my nose. My right ankle still hurt somehow. This is terrible.<br /><br />My bones are painful. I afraid im suffering from dengue fever or typhoid, or even both of them, please God..<br /><br />Last night, i slept at 9 and woke up at 1 a.m just because i felt extremely cold. I went down, took my sweater, my socks, and mittens. I slept again then i was awaken at 7.30 in the morning, found my sweater under my legs, my socks under my pillow and mittens on the floor. But of course, i still found my pyjamas in my body. Lol.<br /><br />And one more thing, i cant describe how does my hair look like, i havent wash them since 3 days ago because of high fever.. Looks like lion, or what?Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-75569351273489585082010-07-08T10:26:00.018+07:002010-07-10T13:02:00.852+07:00In My Spare TimeIm doing nothing else, but spending my spare time with useless things. I'll show you how..<br />Below are my works, i do design, so far are interior design, thought i'm a graphic design student. Well, both of them are design, and we have to enlarge our knowledge, am i wrong?<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9zXoCXtjJWft4_xDuSqk1bxeqZ5gT6Mwa1rEmGga-pljq_jhC1KlKwhkIVk1aoaNgmD8PU9FdKmSfsAr3mhNEzilBGPNCuvqX5ggcBFevx5GhHXEBMXtNgg0aSHE2-oI6mKzTe5dqdEnE/s1600/pico.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9zXoCXtjJWft4_xDuSqk1bxeqZ5gT6Mwa1rEmGga-pljq_jhC1KlKwhkIVk1aoaNgmD8PU9FdKmSfsAr3mhNEzilBGPNCuvqX5ggcBFevx5GhHXEBMXtNgg0aSHE2-oI6mKzTe5dqdEnE/s320/pico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491372668293666002" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">My pico ID : Myeon Sa<br />My pico room : Heavenly Blush<br />My room concept : Modern Japanese room<br /></span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ID15jr5sg8j_a4Rv1VV0zs1sPHc-96LhZVa1F3ekyj1PSqv-kmOTH54YI5Qy4N4OS_qs3lMd20ScTIXCIAyOzK6X5PMWNyU3JLf2lyZ0L0x1ZZ6Gl4W_hMQ9uFY4cbT8GWjtevjdGUNL/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ID15jr5sg8j_a4Rv1VV0zs1sPHc-96LhZVa1F3ekyj1PSqv-kmOTH54YI5Qy4N4OS_qs3lMd20ScTIXCIAyOzK6X5PMWNyU3JLf2lyZ0L0x1ZZ6Gl4W_hMQ9uFY4cbT8GWjtevjdGUNL/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491375375292498546" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">My Baking Life bakery<br />Concept : unfinished, so far is fresh baked and cheerful<br />bakery, with orange, green and eggshell colours.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">And these are the details in my Pet Society house. But, first, let me introduce my pet to you. Readers, this is Ongiji. Ongiji, these are my readers.</span><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgudXX9eaVxjkGm3SpwYaE-iEVDgfNGQyx3XvqpOqLTp31FX-iW4E2fHv528HSKBKfzB2pA9i_LTYk04RZcjxV_y71Rbe-MTEF9YtO9Y4DSiCRD9Okq3Zp9giiCo9b_FPjTKxIHs3XP_oj8/s1600/ongiji.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 206px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgudXX9eaVxjkGm3SpwYaE-iEVDgfNGQyx3XvqpOqLTp31FX-iW4E2fHv528HSKBKfzB2pA9i_LTYk04RZcjxV_y71Rbe-MTEF9YtO9Y4DSiCRD9Okq3Zp9giiCo9b_FPjTKxIHs3XP_oj8/s320/ongiji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491387465857937906" border="0" /></a>Ongiji-kun is 100% female. It was my cat's name, which was male. I made this character as a female pet, but i want to named her Ongiji as an award for being such a lovely pet for me. Actually, -kun is the way we call boy in Japan, I think ongiji ended with -kun is cute. So, here it is, a cat girl called Ongiji-KUN.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlHXC9qoCqRlkNibVn-8hctGGkMprmXH5YTdSD-HvQPxFYoCfKCYGN5w-Spuz6d2GQ0FKBJcdD_GIX8pCYjOBd0bm77HQwEL90hFZHLzgqlwgqWDNSaFfBdQBJu067etNB6C_nU18RjK4k/s1600/jepang.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 112px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlHXC9qoCqRlkNibVn-8hctGGkMprmXH5YTdSD-HvQPxFYoCfKCYGN5w-Spuz6d2GQ0FKBJcdD_GIX8pCYjOBd0bm77HQwEL90hFZHLzgqlwgqWDNSaFfBdQBJu067etNB6C_nU18RjK4k/s320/jepang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491384349321977730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">First, this is a contemporer room with Japanese style. I add my trophies here, just so you know about my achievement. Lol.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo3Eo_auqAAhUQQi3dwsD7DC2MQ6tpHPApHxiNyPfdOWWzYub9SH8S0hXG8GzbsRUameI2Mv_uiCpqiPTd563CDnNcP82PXLOa4fUKJd3uQzEDRr01h-Fa1nGPDmCKk9lhhIG4V5xv4WFd/s1600/play.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo3Eo_auqAAhUQQi3dwsD7DC2MQ6tpHPApHxiNyPfdOWWzYub9SH8S0hXG8GzbsRUameI2Mv_uiCpqiPTd563CDnNcP82PXLOa4fUKJd3uQzEDRr01h-Fa1nGPDmCKk9lhhIG4V5xv4WFd/s320/play.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491378750068896290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">This is my playroom, Im saving coins just to buy those play house. I got same parts twice or more and I gave them as gifts to my sis.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBnGl_aH8VWVPFTuitGoTUdqXNQjaLMdHyrnTOnCmKZLvXMF15QNMRB_UDiyU66FYoQOH8MpowbtKEaZqXOJwBE-AuCQvERfq2A4Ihme1hnBgUZ6TvrP4VCLKoDlkkYqy7xmHy8AcTGP87/s1600/chef.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 114px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBnGl_aH8VWVPFTuitGoTUdqXNQjaLMdHyrnTOnCmKZLvXMF15QNMRB_UDiyU66FYoQOH8MpowbtKEaZqXOJwBE-AuCQvERfq2A4Ihme1hnBgUZ6TvrP4VCLKoDlkkYqy7xmHy8AcTGP87/s320/chef.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491382993051549954" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">This is where i cook my meals and sell it. I never feed my pet because he will never die without food, instead, i feed my pet's petlings. I got 2 cats, a dog, a lion, and a deer. For some reasons, i let my petlings lost and im not even trying to find them.</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiktqM4RZhe7YwJvQiyvWabmfq6naW5H1dyYD-LV83A3pKFm7WNoo_hvsF_-MYi_emLE7t2VCk3HbUYoBRHuq6OzjHy99DIx9Mj4AdmxRWe5gtJsiuMbwa9Pzy8zFAx1wWh0Agu7z0PfFtR/s1600/sat.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiktqM4RZhe7YwJvQiyvWabmfq6naW5H1dyYD-LV83A3pKFm7WNoo_hvsF_-MYi_emLE7t2VCk3HbUYoBRHuq6OzjHy99DIx9Mj4AdmxRWe5gtJsiuMbwa9Pzy8zFAx1wWh0Agu7z0PfFtR/s320/sat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491382610985100530" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">A room with pink, lovely scents and there you go! Ongiji-kun was ready for a sat-night party. I love the old-pink-car. It was cute when Ongiji drove the car.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwH025dHULcazO5r8u6SOW9fSQOnR8VcFXks_palPLX1tKk_FqXra-EhRoiX2h91ffUVy3NRRmaa3z-KrZx6RRiTyMacZ5Oe0brfn-FSSvI_uQNx1k97YA48ljgKx2GwDlJxhaxBgGOkU5/s1600/wedding.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 102px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwH025dHULcazO5r8u6SOW9fSQOnR8VcFXks_palPLX1tKk_FqXra-EhRoiX2h91ffUVy3NRRmaa3z-KrZx6RRiTyMacZ5Oe0brfn-FSSvI_uQNx1k97YA48ljgKx2GwDlJxhaxBgGOkU5/s320/wedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491380104939940530" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">A wedding room, and Ongiji-kun in her wedding dress. The groom will never come. Imagining Ongiji is singing "25 minutes" by MLTR. LOL!! The waterfall is not the parts, but it was quite something to fill the emptyness of the room.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmOClLngYW3dULJ26KsXsDiUwx-QIqENmYAtvUhY931S94i3fEgcmabTy7CTJ2RS5ppO8VKKTTK0DZWW0dfoZpomJ6Tp1SiQoGSc36FAlizf1SE0vu98MvH0ZRv5ar5EQUAhND3OVRADdY/s1600/bath+-+Copy.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 108px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmOClLngYW3dULJ26KsXsDiUwx-QIqENmYAtvUhY931S94i3fEgcmabTy7CTJ2RS5ppO8VKKTTK0DZWW0dfoZpomJ6Tp1SiQoGSc36FAlizf1SE0vu98MvH0ZRv5ar5EQUAhND3OVRADdY/s320/bath+-+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491379640610656226" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">My suddenly-designed bathroom. I have no bathroom at first, but when i want to post this, i think it will be a little weird, considering a house without a bathroom. The funny thing is there are 3 lil poops, i have no idea where did those dirts come from, but they paly a good role as a complemantary in a bathroom.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRrYlpczLPxvuY8Xa6EZOs0ohWhL2PbOVNCUFJuk0_xcEVycmlVkb8AFuQRz0czZKx1hL2QmfeN7chcDYobnFfJWfUYM3Ftnr95O57mFirAQonU97x7_gndqKpss6XA6FScXcSvsZiPmme/s1600/stary.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRrYlpczLPxvuY8Xa6EZOs0ohWhL2PbOVNCUFJuk0_xcEVycmlVkb8AFuQRz0czZKx1hL2QmfeN7chcDYobnFfJWfUYM3Ftnr95O57mFirAQonU97x7_gndqKpss6XA6FScXcSvsZiPmme/s320/stary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491379279163185122" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">This room was a-whatever-things-room. Goods i got by helping friends, or by digging the cave, i place them all here. The fish tank, the Easter-egg-cabinet, the sofas, and the planetarium objects. I have no idea how to decorate them.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLZR3jvs2g9zCk1mj9xrR2_iRO7XRVU2pu-VL8JxLbnkzSa6jq1VxVJra5WEPjDyOnisRD-FksavtyqPNMNZwl-8WzztAyloMAXisYvz5VKPLgN7y0ZThQwysvdYFitv0butiYZXg9Smmw/s1600/fairy.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLZR3jvs2g9zCk1mj9xrR2_iRO7XRVU2pu-VL8JxLbnkzSa6jq1VxVJra5WEPjDyOnisRD-FksavtyqPNMNZwl-8WzztAyloMAXisYvz5VKPLgN7y0ZThQwysvdYFitv0butiYZXg9Smmw/s320/fairy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491377620009138354" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Fairytale land, and Ongiji has wings! This is cute, but the fontain hasn't working since i got not enough help from my friends.. The air-baloon was cute, unfortunately it wasn't designed to be gotten on.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaUKIXA_ae84efFt5U8NZQXm-dG_grqLREoKt-lvXCDEOwDs_6IHiVyjI81s1fnRBiqAxv_8-JXg3Uepi3LOVtPuDrYiGiWyqiAvAC3MRXVTUqofiiONsGae3hE9sGGbA7nZ_Utjf8etUk/s1600/safari.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaUKIXA_ae84efFt5U8NZQXm-dG_grqLREoKt-lvXCDEOwDs_6IHiVyjI81s1fnRBiqAxv_8-JXg3Uepi3LOVtPuDrYiGiWyqiAvAC3MRXVTUqofiiONsGae3hE9sGGbA7nZ_Utjf8etUk/s320/safari.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491377228424402354" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">I bought the ticket and got this prizes. Safari theme. I dont like it so much, but Ongiji can sit on the ostrich. So cute!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmpM0VpRi6wkq6huMQ9agABvItoe5DwbO8ucifpk4puF0dQRVjDW4hLSZyn5B5iOz-AiAfPR_UZDU3YGK7sK7Ofy0SInCNcHLTXv81LOdMyv33z_8MixembU6-pdgv_lKU12WbI5aZP9Vs/s1600/garden.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 83px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmpM0VpRi6wkq6huMQ9agABvItoe5DwbO8ucifpk4puF0dQRVjDW4hLSZyn5B5iOz-AiAfPR_UZDU3YGK7sK7Ofy0SInCNcHLTXv81LOdMyv33z_8MixembU6-pdgv_lKU12WbI5aZP9Vs/s320/garden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491376520633105522" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;">Finally, my garden. These trees are my treasure, since i earn money by selling the fruits growth by them. Left-to-right : orange, coconut, banana, snowy cherry, easter egg, snowy cherry, valentine cherry, chestnut, cupcake. The mailbox is able to be open, but of course, there will be 'tno one sending mail to Ongiji.. There are no postman here!</span><br /></div><br /><br />Well, it has been 2 days since i had fever, i think God really heard what i said last two days, about how if i got sick and then i had to control my meal so i dont eat oily stuff then i will lose a few pounds. I feel like i'm suffering the disease i had 2 years ago, disease which took me to hospital. Sigh..<br /><br />I want to be slim :( But it just not the way, i still want to eat cakes and cookies..Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-29861081526428928692010-07-07T22:21:00.004+07:002010-07-07T22:46:38.315+07:00Good Night SnackOkay, it's 9.30 late at night, i was walking home with Mom and sis from FoThang. I passed the road full of food, then these words slipped out from my lips,<br /><br />"Mak, mau martabak coklat kacang keju?"<br /><br />My Mom just played her eyebrow and shoulder, meant it's all up to me. Well, i thought quite a time, then i decided to walk straight to home, when suddenly i turned around and say, "Sekali-sekali gak papalah.."<br /><br />Well, i made a promised to myself since first day in July, i have to go on a serious diet. It was all because Mom bought me a jegging, she went to Two Mangoes *<span style="font-style: italic;">halah</span>* and made a phone call to me.<br /><br />Mom : "An, kamu mau ga ini legging jeans? Mama lagi nemu nih.."<br />Me : "Mau mau.. Yang warna mudaan ya, yg gelap udah banyak."<br />Mom : "Ukurannya apa?"<br />Me : "Kalau ga 27 ya 28 gitu, Keknya c sekarang udah 28, Ma.."<br />Mom : "Pake legging kan jelek kalau kendor, 27 ajalah ya ya.. Entar juga melar."<br />Me : "Yauda terserah.."<br /><br />Mom went home and i tried that jegging happily when i finally said the words I heard almost everyday on Cougar Town TVC, <span style="font-style: italic;">"What the hell is that? Crap!!"</span> I felt like my <span id="result_box" class="short_text"><span style="" title="">thighs were being clamped tightly. My stomach was too big for that jeggings. Shit! I quickly put off that things and tried to breath normally.<br /><br />Since then, I ensured myself, I need to lose few pounds. Well, i asked Mom to buy Quaker Oats, cause you know what? When i was sick and only allowed to eat Oats, i was only 44 kg. Now im 50 (or maybe 51) kg. I was used to wear jeans number 26, now i need 28 or 29 one. GOD! I just can't controlled my mouth. I ate almost everything in front of my eyes, and when there is nothing in front of my eyes, i make it there. Anything, i search anywhere. That's the problem..<br /><br />Okay, back to the jeggings. After days going on an oat-diet, today, my Dad was going to Mangdu, and he offered to change my jegging with the bigger one. Of course its a good news. So, this afternoon, i got the 29-jeggings. But still, i look bad in jeggings, my legs are craps, my calf, my thighs, everything was so wrong in jeggings for me.<br /><br />I stopped the stupid diet today. I ate 2 pieces of martabak, very delicious. Yet oily! But i'm happy. That's me. Mouth comes first, diet is number two!<br /><br />Okay, late at nite. Tomorrow morning i have to wake up earlier, got a date with my Mom to <span style="font-style: italic;">pasar</span>.. It's 10:46 p.m. now, I'm Angel reporting to you from my desk. Good nite everyone. Have a sweet-sour dream.<br /><br />P.s : My sis came to see me writting this post. I told her, im writting about the legging. She's talking to herself about how to mentione leggings that made from jeans. She said, "Apa thu namanya? Hmmm.. Oooooh.. JeLeg, Jeans Legging.."<br /></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-16798183237690602712010-07-03T22:20:00.005+07:002010-07-04T22:24:58.237+07:00Saturday Noon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYWhsEpWeEYs_On9tF3zSwOjIdcYMNohSSQa5QGgtoZyjDVj3CpxiOWXLkPgvbaZgo1dEG0Jjc7ur9QdyaiBsv72PXuu0yLR0qN2Tddqo_GXO8ChGuCWEYr4OXBZIc39D-hFImDkIZH0ib/s1600/34184_406207098731_758788731_4539651_4904239_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYWhsEpWeEYs_On9tF3zSwOjIdcYMNohSSQa5QGgtoZyjDVj3CpxiOWXLkPgvbaZgo1dEG0Jjc7ur9QdyaiBsv72PXuu0yLR0qN2Tddqo_GXO8ChGuCWEYr4OXBZIc39D-hFImDkIZH0ib/s320/34184_406207098731_758788731_4539651_4904239_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490070672262132018" border="0" /></a><br />Well, i am a fake vegetarian. These few weeks, I keep betraying myself, eating meal that contains something forbidden for me. It's because of my greedyness (am i right with the spelling?). Mouth comes first, brain think later. Once the food already on process, either in my mouth or my belly, i just found out,<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Is that food okay for me?"</span></span><br />[Vegetable Teppanyaki]<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Ouch! There's slice of chicken here! Shiiiit!"</span></span><br />[special requested : Bakmie]<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Mom, how about if this martabak keju contains Wisman?"</span></span><br />[as written, martabak keju]<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >"Ooo ow! The pie contain lard "</span><br />[Tau Sa Pia, <span style="font-size:100%;"> i found lard as piggy fat on Google</span>]<br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Okay, i know this ain't good, but i can't help eating this frozen yoghurt!!!!"</span></span><br />[Blackberry froyo with toppings : strawberry, peach, almond]<br /><br /><br /></div><br />Today, i went to Taman Anggrek Mall, as usual and i think i need to buy some shares *hulahula*, hanging out with my besties, Sarah and De'fanny. I was inviting Kerry too, his busy and couldn't join us today. Well, Yuli and Maria also couldn't come. The three of us, walked around, up and down, right to left, just to find out where to have lunch.<br /><br />First choice, Noodle Cafe. I asked about the vegetarian menu, they say nothing beside fried rice. Im avoiding fried rice for reasons i myself dont know. In my mind, i would rather fry my own rice, adding corn, mushroom, anything else than just to eat fried rice which he said fried with eggs and vegetables only. Eeeeeuuuuuhhhh, boring! I saw the hanging banner, Durian Fried Rice. I was about to order that one, but i cancel it, thinking how would it taste, rice combined with durian and then being fried. My godness!<br /><br />Second, food court. BIG NO! I didn't want Gado-Gado anymore. Enough! Small portion, big price. Hah!! And it was too salty..<br /><br />Then we went to Ajisen, i ate bean sprout teppanyaki as always and will never been changed. This one was VERY VERY salty. I swear, this is the 3rd aor 4th time i eat here, and it tastes the same, very salty.<br /><br />Nothing to do, our feet took us to Red Mango. There, we took photographs, ate things i shouldn't eat. This is serious, anybody knows whether frozen yoghurt contains things called 'gelatin sapi' or not? The problem is i really love this food. Love it love it love it!!!<br /><br />Waiting for photo taggings from Sarah to be posted here.<br />Here the are!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRG0sdC-_jrsyMQcVA8PBaVdRcL3BdXt1NgKBbSo2BqElNaLXNIOUmOgbmudHDhCJiESZ20rBPzk_pRoWluZB1phFCDckGYSx40Mg1a5dsR4ijlo0P9FrB_jszg4cLOsa_m9VxOb6nS_ac/s1600/34184_406207118731_758788731_4539655_2545315_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRG0sdC-_jrsyMQcVA8PBaVdRcL3BdXt1NgKBbSo2BqElNaLXNIOUmOgbmudHDhCJiESZ20rBPzk_pRoWluZB1phFCDckGYSx40Mg1a5dsR4ijlo0P9FrB_jszg4cLOsa_m9VxOb6nS_ac/s320/34184_406207118731_758788731_4539655_2545315_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490071989611048770" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipxclojyOCtboM5U7vfOT4ve_hdUVqv6WfpXdmCrBrF7j4ioEtASwVdgiGRYl1Q4rSSRJ4WOI0PTcXnKMWvVXRXJnmoLw9TTNeim05TKhOw0nJaFUkxOw0TDmeua0LY4vytx0YPsh5lh7V/s1600/34184_406207108731_758788731_4539653_482301_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipxclojyOCtboM5U7vfOT4ve_hdUVqv6WfpXdmCrBrF7j4ioEtASwVdgiGRYl1Q4rSSRJ4WOI0PTcXnKMWvVXRXJnmoLw9TTNeim05TKhOw0nJaFUkxOw0TDmeua0LY4vytx0YPsh5lh7V/s320/34184_406207108731_758788731_4539653_482301_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490071857306473714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlFOiXkycasdLHGJEC5Ac388DHdxY4sAyP-Gh5-2RrLR0EWi7VGKVv5lQGqZr2780Ae0WoNB888gFJQFp3JSwX8PpDti10tukgZh3jyK4zivD1dhWg_KZVLUDx61nOVS0p83cHrUD0JShj/s1600/34363_406206613731_758788731_4539628_3137035_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlFOiXkycasdLHGJEC5Ac388DHdxY4sAyP-Gh5-2RrLR0EWi7VGKVv5lQGqZr2780Ae0WoNB888gFJQFp3JSwX8PpDti10tukgZh3jyK4zivD1dhWg_KZVLUDx61nOVS0p83cHrUD0JShj/s320/34363_406206613731_758788731_4539628_3137035_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490070882275587794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Big hugs and kisses for my girls..<br /><a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/graphics/Best_Friends/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u94/glitterfy/graphics/181/got_the_best_friends.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/graphics/Best_Friends/" target="_blank">Glitterfy.com - Best Friends Glitter Graphics</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/graphics/Kiss/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u94/glitterfy/graphics/134/a_kiss_for_you.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/graphics/Kiss/" target="_blank">Glitterfy.com - Kiss Glitter Graphics</a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-37252949383783603952010-06-30T12:04:00.009+07:002010-06-30T13:10:03.591+07:00The Monster of EatingWell, it's holiday. Because this is holiday, my cousin from Bandung wanted to spend his holiday at Jakarta, specifically in my home. The only reason to coma here is to play online game in 'warnet' in front of my house. Speddy at his home broke quite something, they called telkom for almost everyday, everycall ended with a "oke, nanti kita akan perbaiki" but none of them come to fixed it. He was so frustated and decided to came here, Jakarta.<br /><br />I knew his arrival at my house by his voice calling for my dad, "Kucaaaaaaang". I opened the door and let him come in just when i found a security man was there too, asking the dogs for stop barking. No wonder there were lots of barking just a moment ago. I thanked him, the security man, for helpng my cousin.<br /><br />My cousin, from now on i'll call him Tom, got into my house, asking for water and told us the story.<br /><br />Thomas itu tadi habis beli soto, masuk yang pintu gerbang kecil itu. Mau belok kog kayaknya salah, jadi Thomas jalan aja terus. Udah mentok, Thomas belok. Lho kok udah lapangan, ini berarti Thomas kelewatan, jadi Thomas belok ke sini. Pas liat itu yang tiduran kucing apa anjing, mereka bangun liatin Thomas. Pas Thomas balik badan, mereka lari ngejer Thomas. Langsung Thomas ngibrit. Untung ada hansip itu yang temenin Thomas pulang. Ditanya, mau ke rumah siapa, Thomas gag tau lagi nama Kucang, Thomas bilang, nga tau, taunya nama anaknya. Angel. Si hansipnya ga tau juga, jadi temenin Thomas jalan aja sampe rumah.<br /><br />For your information, he was just about to enter the first year in senior high school, but his body is twice mine. He's tall and fat and big and large, anyway, you would think he is a brave boy. Then i asked him, why must he affraid of those 2 stupid dogs that will run away when u try to scare them?<br /><br />BECAUSE! Thomas kan pernah digigit anjing dolo, ga mau lagi lha..<br /><br />Well, since that day, everytime he's going to go to the warnet, he will asked me to take him there, and when he's coming home he will make a phonecall, asking me to pick him up. On 1 day, he surprides us by doing a thing that we never think he would do it. He went home, from the warnet, bringing us a box of martabak keju. What a sweet guy? My Mom and me can't stop admiring him, i mean he was just a little boy, right? Of course, he bought sate for hisself.<br /><br />Holiday means eat more, work less. Im going to be fat as fat as my cousin since i cant remember how much i had my meal in a day. I ate koko crunch, rice with scrambled eggs, noodles, gado-gado, CHEESECAKE that was brought from Bandung, i ate many more things that i cant even remember them one by one. Damn!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnitaq5dcjDOkRi4CFaw8jlkrtlQAkem_RLZYtDhIBppHv41PoEn_fkdskr2DFZHFIMrwRTpMOgXVtYWOEOIxd6Wlo34m0QANOmbFnKXBwFfFLnk0Oi7CDqTUwwLdSYaj5hid_KZjDsTtM/s1600/Photo0860.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnitaq5dcjDOkRi4CFaw8jlkrtlQAkem_RLZYtDhIBppHv41PoEn_fkdskr2DFZHFIMrwRTpMOgXVtYWOEOIxd6Wlo34m0QANOmbFnKXBwFfFLnk0Oi7CDqTUwwLdSYaj5hid_KZjDsTtM/s320/Photo0860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488442591630732066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">the bluberry cheesecake, i love to eat this</span><br /></div><br />Yesterday, me, Mom, Sis, and Big Tom were going to watch Karate Kid, a bit late. The movie is good, very good, Chan wasn't the guy who loves to joke, he's a desperate husband. But Smith has lighten his days. I found that the kid named Chen looks like my sis' friend.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgf08te8aHyLgvAenF4vWynsaEDlWDGt530xsex3tpXLhAJANIRgX3NuLZ2elHVSAAq0QAarTP9UbI_3p-0nLj5hF6wnpmi9FJY4x_kbQ-8Sk2Ej8VSGOgQat47AT5lefE_WWs8Z0FUWE1/s1600/Karate_Kid_2010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgf08te8aHyLgvAenF4vWynsaEDlWDGt530xsex3tpXLhAJANIRgX3NuLZ2elHVSAAq0QAarTP9UbI_3p-0nLj5hF6wnpmi9FJY4x_kbQ-8Sk2Ej8VSGOgQat47AT5lefE_WWs8Z0FUWE1/s320/Karate_Kid_2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488437746024900930" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwgI3lRylZOGuOFZHnvNu95Jg9N3j2POvhNd5FIlXTqh0mskXYfZgWjvN6MMXuj6DmC2H7lyGYVquMPoHKjE8YQ_ECeSshB-W92v8X94qiqSjEqOnGal-Divd6OYaMt6OmbyAaYfZSGFtQ/s1600/the_karate_kid_60.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwgI3lRylZOGuOFZHnvNu95Jg9N3j2POvhNd5FIlXTqh0mskXYfZgWjvN6MMXuj6DmC2H7lyGYVquMPoHKjE8YQ_ECeSshB-W92v8X94qiqSjEqOnGal-Divd6OYaMt6OmbyAaYfZSGFtQ/s320/the_karate_kid_60.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488441938331787650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">the girl looks a lot like my friend's friend, Yelna..<br />but actually, in this pict, she's more like my friend, Vanessa.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE09XKZh7gCk9psZz6ga4LUhItpn0yyOSOBhxdequJDOmxAq6NDgC-QshFUlSYix8g6bkQMBpS1yW72CMwZRMqjwZpol7IJQ_3AHYmIK3U_6Lcv2WrJEyjSCMBVOus9d9W_a0hVNzCEr2q/s1600/jaden-smith-karate-kid.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE09XKZh7gCk9psZz6ga4LUhItpn0yyOSOBhxdequJDOmxAq6NDgC-QshFUlSYix8g6bkQMBpS1yW72CMwZRMqjwZpol7IJQ_3AHYmIK3U_6Lcv2WrJEyjSCMBVOus9d9W_a0hVNzCEr2q/s320/jaden-smith-karate-kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488439744850373266" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">final round, where Chen broke Dre's leg, but Dre still able to defeat Chen.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh64TV8TbT-shAvdEuT9ne26jaICtwQWQh1dfUWKkRqe2XWGkL3ukZBEAg4DXKwj6H7XUWJIDFkikDF-EOZ5EJfV9zRwqxGFqvBzcVYRIrPWj4lWGkTiAB9rvM6jVO48Yt8jsPm1ey6kxJl/s1600/xie_miao_02.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh64TV8TbT-shAvdEuT9ne26jaICtwQWQh1dfUWKkRqe2XWGkL3ukZBEAg4DXKwj6H7XUWJIDFkikDF-EOZ5EJfV9zRwqxGFqvBzcVYRIrPWj4lWGkTiAB9rvM6jVO48Yt8jsPm1ey6kxJl/s320/xie_miao_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488442075723248370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Chen, the boy looks like Cokro..<br /></span></div><br />After watching it, we had some food at Gokana. Considering Tom's ability to eat like monster and Mom's natural talent of chewing chillies, we insisted them to do the challenge. Big hot spicy ramen within 15 minutes. We were sure they both can do this. I recorded the moment, but Tom asked me not to post it anywhere. So, i won't. It just for my own pleasure and family's entertainment only. Hahahaha.<br /><br />The fact is, Mom did well in less thean 10 minutes while Tom can't stop yelling like crazy, saying that he's done with that, he burnt his tongue and he's not going to finish this game. Well, Mom took his bowl, and finished it in the next 1 and half minute. Marvelous *<span style="font-style: italic;">jarjit?</span>*<br /><br />Arriving at home, me and sis switch the TV on and watched the Invincible Youth, the farewell episode. Yuri, Sunny, and Hyeona were leaving the Idol Town for their career. They were saying goodbye in teary eyes, so did us. I ended up with swollen eyes and headache.<br /><br />Another surprised came from Park Yong Ha. The actor was found dead in<strong> Seoul Nonhyundong</strong> in this morning, hanging lifeless from a cell phone charging cable at his own house. According to police, Park Yong Ha was discovered dead at around 5:30 AM by his mother. The cause of death is likely suicide. Why must a good-looking, good-career, good-wealth, good-health (i mean he had a normal body, almost perfect) young guy ended up like this, with a cell phone charging cable??? Im wondering, what cell phone he was using that had a strong charging cable so it can be used as a suicide property.. WOW! May you rest in peace.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy5mrlHU0rx6Nx4MNtxZj557Yc6fT9PAsJPRC67LgXmc3F_xS3-Q90P5l3iEs-Si6GnfNfuTbTxzqz6XSVnS0WIUiQcDQgJeQeqElivdNb7uD5yEsLVNrGV9_vlYMnrB4Ttc5nwLegunRE/s1600/070703_park_thumb.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 197px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy5mrlHU0rx6Nx4MNtxZj557Yc6fT9PAsJPRC67LgXmc3F_xS3-Q90P5l3iEs-Si6GnfNfuTbTxzqz6XSVnS0WIUiQcDQgJeQeqElivdNb7uD5yEsLVNrGV9_vlYMnrB4Ttc5nwLegunRE/s320/070703_park_thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488442209546804098" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-23171426910079380172010-06-26T13:13:00.014+07:002010-06-26T13:44:24.994+07:00Toys StoryTwo days after my last exams, i went to watch movies with my friends, and i took my sister with me so she's not lonely at home. My mom went to Bandung, her ritual when the maid insist to go back to her village. So, i took the morning class with my two students, i went home in a rush and be there at Taman Anggrek right when te movie was about to start.<br /><br />The best entertaining part was when Buzz dancing like carzy in Spainish Mode. LOL. Very funny! But i cried a lot for this movie, especially the last part, when Andy gave his toys to Bonnie. He was so sad when Bonnie asked for Woody. I wiped my eyes hundreds times.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT93ueDBhTGR2tB5-khkjzFHGx_5UElhpk6WNZWL0kefN0kaleWAMTeBnwRb5upC8-gotNldhgV-LW2G9bMtjAsWsNnncyw6S9Ga3sqXDPHlPuo1Xs2H9fCMwgAGkymjdTIYffQMu-I-Nl/s1600/vjid3vht.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT93ueDBhTGR2tB5-khkjzFHGx_5UElhpk6WNZWL0kefN0kaleWAMTeBnwRb5upC8-gotNldhgV-LW2G9bMtjAsWsNnncyw6S9Ga3sqXDPHlPuo1Xs2H9fCMwgAGkymjdTIYffQMu-I-Nl/s320/vjid3vht.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486967321426808530" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUIIq-u11NK_EM3p8idJ65TEQ3C0uN4IfPzCt5LQBgxOxwbZlLVOJ8yUjyYc8E7THamDIqeDGSTB_kEL78DFOqZ8pTdhR8XOCGk0SumAxP7Cv3fXpEPCNIUndrYADG6mD_SCf4U8l6Celw/s1600/woody-toy-story-3-poster.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUIIq-u11NK_EM3p8idJ65TEQ3C0uN4IfPzCt5LQBgxOxwbZlLVOJ8yUjyYc8E7THamDIqeDGSTB_kEL78DFOqZ8pTdhR8XOCGk0SumAxP7Cv3fXpEPCNIUndrYADG6mD_SCf4U8l6Celw/s320/woody-toy-story-3-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486967233946511122" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtCfCDtaAnq3juzQSPZVUWst0UMbRa5eQxd-i4zmw0EzEk3WKOYjpVuf-UPI596_3YHb_pInSy1SAcTFHTUXGlT0A-N7Rd_lwp7O6KKgzpSBjRCbDBLu3RMhGh66Deaci5aC_3zDu2Lvya/s1600/buzzlightyear-toy-story-3-poster.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtCfCDtaAnq3juzQSPZVUWst0UMbRa5eQxd-i4zmw0EzEk3WKOYjpVuf-UPI596_3YHb_pInSy1SAcTFHTUXGlT0A-N7Rd_lwp7O6KKgzpSBjRCbDBLu3RMhGh66Deaci5aC_3zDu2Lvya/s320/buzzlightyear-toy-story-3-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486967155633736178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw8wJMIXdbSxH1ethOjqOArNzNuAaRYG3SqHmZ3gb6B_-a5M63ko0Ak5Ysx4kCPRQNbmkafu-1lPROcv-U6r7pu5-DadRiAjeF9k5NHwSgFFtReolsFtzQd4T8WHna4ocElfPQ-Rt_3u2G/s1600/article-1250175-083DB47C000005DC-450_468x731.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw8wJMIXdbSxH1ethOjqOArNzNuAaRYG3SqHmZ3gb6B_-a5M63ko0Ak5Ysx4kCPRQNbmkafu-1lPROcv-U6r7pu5-DadRiAjeF9k5NHwSgFFtReolsFtzQd4T8WHna4ocElfPQ-Rt_3u2G/s320/article-1250175-083DB47C000005DC-450_468x731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486966908643849202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Just after that, we all feel hungry and we decided to look for sushi, as Dona's wish. Hachi Hachi was the best choice since they serves vegetarian sushi. Yummy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDgxEiNuNCfgl3ERhKoteQQTrVLznKv0pCYUHaiZqYF8L6TBIqzPo__4Ab3fACzO-Q0iI5xhErbpdFZMy53bxF5VpnMtcudQIqjgbHDOXOfbQdKtzVhoMwuUaqUCcAd0qSqZqhF2E0rgZy/s1600/Photo0848.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDgxEiNuNCfgl3ERhKoteQQTrVLznKv0pCYUHaiZqYF8L6TBIqzPo__4Ab3fACzO-Q0iI5xhErbpdFZMy53bxF5VpnMtcudQIqjgbHDOXOfbQdKtzVhoMwuUaqUCcAd0qSqZqhF2E0rgZy/s320/Photo0848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486965336741111682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtcRBcdoUwsBMriC_F0YcLKzUfJA3_EWc5CZr1hcowGTEZxheVRAyQkmHHkFN4L9rd3uK-lTgfh9R3qYu5-KT8MhAiRycI9b8rwwCnAgqTkYEAh7TkosY0sTLHf3KGaleeoTI1u8da38kT/s1600/Photo0846.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYFADTcvKttHqBlyt5gfqUN88G8kdE_w7g-P4xlOTupnBK1srch48w-cBwPx7G6CZgGdTQRy-z4EpqDhLS6AHIdq6K-Ccw32E-z66D8pG0XsIBkeISCT3PaPxWhP5thJs0U_vYqHzZF_ws/s320/Photo0843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486963505901437874" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSKfQd77sHeoIf5L79Dodo7KHd_yzOfqwIcocJdgs_HaqCgQ3aOYwx3C3qviOcvtTE36Jzix6ZETC4Y9k5e6KzdpHoyGjdNxDd8nmJtTQIxYHvufn0h8SH5KXERvrdhP_gD2AMbGmF5pZ/s1600/Photo0842.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSKfQd77sHeoIf5L79Dodo7KHd_yzOfqwIcocJdgs_HaqCgQ3aOYwx3C3qviOcvtTE36Jzix6ZETC4Y9k5e6KzdpHoyGjdNxDd8nmJtTQIxYHvufn0h8SH5KXERvrdhP_gD2AMbGmF5pZ/s320/Photo0842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486962681189430722" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip7M_0Agp2PkACigXWqGcSJohT9EFTEQ1UQi6ctUMeISl9nxLbrICtwmqVPtUp9bUs_t4hXiL17ctx46LWCSoMOoOFwxr-JE0WGM192IQ9uOo2mcYqsrcWmH3jTWTUnUIBTXStE3v9TT7r/s1600/Photo0851.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip7M_0Agp2PkACigXWqGcSJohT9EFTEQ1UQi6ctUMeISl9nxLbrICtwmqVPtUp9bUs_t4hXiL17ctx46LWCSoMOoOFwxr-JE0WGM192IQ9uOo2mcYqsrcWmH3jTWTUnUIBTXStE3v9TT7r/s320/Photo0851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486965706594669362" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtCq21oi_5OI6yAm87LNLYBaLvXrQubesK9TefLh2WfAQ4BMEyOxlWnbO4wgckjtfQETI3AEbbhcHCn9aS00jRFja7S3MLB1TnV0IhFoltvnhVtQW-xOghWqPgzL2QrOZawKP7uTh7SYhK/s1600/Photo0858.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtCq21oi_5OI6yAm87LNLYBaLvXrQubesK9TefLh2WfAQ4BMEyOxlWnbO4wgckjtfQETI3AEbbhcHCn9aS00jRFja7S3MLB1TnV0IhFoltvnhVtQW-xOghWqPgzL2QrOZawKP7uTh7SYhK/s320/Photo0858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486966069053108914" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">a small treat for myself, i dont know what was this cake called, but it tasted quite good.</span><br /><br /><br /></div>Me : mbak, ini yang PAY 2 FOR 1 ya?<br />Waiter : hah?<br />Me : hah?<br />Waiter : pokoknya ini yang Buy 1 get 1 free..<br /><br />As i realize, it must be : PAY 1 FOR 2! Stupid me<br />Then i went home in a hurry, thinking that i might be late for meeting with client for our next project. And that night, i swore i had 2 sucks phonecalls. Those made me missed my GAGA episode. Glee, i meant.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT93ueDBhTGR2tB5-khkjzFHGx_5UElhpk6WNZWL0kefN0kaleWAMTeBnwRb5upC8-gotNldhgV-LW2G9bMtjAsWsNnncyw6S9Ga3sqXDPHlPuo1Xs2H9fCMwgAGkymjdTIYffQMu-I-Nl/s1600/vjid3vht.jpg"><br /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-44964572764613929782010-06-22T14:46:00.015+07:002010-06-26T13:12:45.469+07:00Holiday is In The Air!Hi, bloggers. It's been a while since my last post. Let me check first. Its been a whole month, i mean, since my last post talking about our very-outstanding-lecturers (and for this one, i dont really mean it). Sorry for my long lost update. I'm done with my exams, no matter how poor the score will be, it's me, back in this blog, doing some blogs, and i hope you will read my blog.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />First of all, my long absence was because of my tons of exams. The best part was when im sitting in front of my lappie for almost 16 hours non-stop just to give some finishing touches to my screwed-up animation. Well, im quite satisfy with my work. At least, i tried my best for this one, doing this in 4 days while my classmate just need a few hours to have it done.<br /><br />I did some movie editing too. I guess im so in love with these two Adobe, Flash and Premiere. im planning my holiday projects. Some things smell fungi are good, maybe.<br /><br />Anyway, IT'S HOLIDAY finally. All i need to do is eat-browse-sleep-play-and back to eat again. Oh my, it's heaven. I do watch lot of TV shows, i guess the best so far is Invincible Youth. I would love to be 1 of the G7 members, the activities are so exciting. I want to do that too.<br /><br />Then, my sister taught me how to choose good movie instead of sinetron. We watched Glee, How I Met Your Mother, Everybody Loves Raymond, and more. And yeah, we do eat snacks all the time.<br /><br />In my long-exams- period, i did great things to. And i want to share the photographs with you. I'll give the explainations under the pictures.<br /><br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />20th Juni 2010<br />I'm done with my speech, afterall, i did have a great time watching live show from the girls which were so wonderful. And i promised myself not to attend that kind of event (except if its is free) because it's not good for my health, my stomach, my throat, my ears, my noses and my heart. The Wonder Gilrs aren't an idol of mine. I can't even differentiate their name and face. For me, they are all the same. The moment i wont forget is about the old man, a photographer, who was asking me questions in Bahasa. Wow, he spoke fluently. By the way, i still remenber his son, Jeff, who is so in love with Korean idols. I bet he know how to dance like the girls. He is cute (cute = feminim).<br /><br />We waited for hours and screamed like crazy. That's good enough for the FREE item.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4E_T5gIpIGzvWm7ITUSJOIwMIDXboCwFfkSbGqAJZFXVVDJUvmPqtslLO0Lq41v3FdzzuPHs-TX5uoqQ_TOwEdZEPApnAZyQ-_stIGZqcoAjGZ3QKcz-R8UldMO9-VnhS2uxeW56ZD2mD/s1600/P6200194.JPG"><br /></a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4E_T5gIpIGzvWm7ITUSJOIwMIDXboCwFfkSbGqAJZFXVVDJUvmPqtslLO0Lq41v3FdzzuPHs-TX5uoqQ_TOwEdZEPApnAZyQ-_stIGZqcoAjGZ3QKcz-R8UldMO9-VnhS2uxeW56ZD2mD/s1600/P6200194.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4E_T5gIpIGzvWm7ITUSJOIwMIDXboCwFfkSbGqAJZFXVVDJUvmPqtslLO0Lq41v3FdzzuPHs-TX5uoqQ_TOwEdZEPApnAZyQ-_stIGZqcoAjGZ3QKcz-R8UldMO9-VnhS2uxeW56ZD2mD/s320/P6200194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485509997356782178" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht1PRf3y95RqfrRmb6V5GiBE0c5d1BSXKJmfjqxtZaIw60hUl9WoxtFc4ZGcJg-0_xt4Gc-OlWioJSjdZfvAiCumtcmqUJiZuMNYIkrM1JsUHsvqhbg2KiZtY4ti8wQ5Fskr2P_RBX24hx/s1600/P6200190.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht1PRf3y95RqfrRmb6V5GiBE0c5d1BSXKJmfjqxtZaIw60hUl9WoxtFc4ZGcJg-0_xt4Gc-OlWioJSjdZfvAiCumtcmqUJiZuMNYIkrM1JsUHsvqhbg2KiZtY4ti8wQ5Fskr2P_RBX24hx/s320/P6200190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485509024992068658" border="0" /></a><br />----------------------------------------------<br />9th June 2010<br />It's my first day of final exams. And it was my Graphic Designs Exam. Shit! This thing got me to wake all night long. And for your information, we wait up to 7 hours just to be scored by the lecturers, and they still told us to be patient if we failed in this subject. What the hell was he talking about?! It scared us, at least for the rest of that day, cause we needed to fight for the next exams.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5r-_URh6XVfW8_W3d1j12bI2L_40LBTjw1iYFbdzySMT0OGpMweGO_b6e-i3yb-l2kZzWrLPR3XuZMa4-h_hz0pUncafPLBAjzmWNHzKDjRQQuibh0mYKF29KEx4YQD8gBdSKmsGUrpEk/s1600/32570_1306936349706_1119475483_30692102_2781445_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5r-_URh6XVfW8_W3d1j12bI2L_40LBTjw1iYFbdzySMT0OGpMweGO_b6e-i3yb-l2kZzWrLPR3XuZMa4-h_hz0pUncafPLBAjzmWNHzKDjRQQuibh0mYKF29KEx4YQD8gBdSKmsGUrpEk/s320/32570_1306936349706_1119475483_30692102_2781445_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486958046712674578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">me and my jobs. Introducing to you, AQUADA<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqOqHdgoa4maPSojux3Fn72EmVKmmBaO_brzrN29WXjKBcORPNbAYzgJSqPMERAP_d79V3LtD5oPS9ypSm_gQnR_qo4Z8PBe0wqCtm4DWwjujWK2YorTvldyooBTmCFa5s6a-QPgQLOfql/s1600/HappyTree019+%282%29.jpg"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSGOFidaSqdR3AA3GyDoVK79oRUAD-jQaViECQVKFf0a1ohkToeRG-Vw_HESY_9QFZYUILHuovPlDA-D7n1Pj4CDcUyBX0i34r_zdzUgQolQMTb94FvsPUtGThFZXSAexYWN0FWH57Djyl/s1600/32570_1306094688665_1119475483_30690108_7378395_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSGOFidaSqdR3AA3GyDoVK79oRUAD-jQaViECQVKFf0a1ohkToeRG-Vw_HESY_9QFZYUILHuovPlDA-D7n1Pj4CDcUyBX0i34r_zdzUgQolQMTb94FvsPUtGThFZXSAexYWN0FWH57Djyl/s320/32570_1306094688665_1119475483_30690108_7378395_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486007334218278418" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">waiting for the lecturers, they are LATE as always, even on the last meeting like this.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">------------------------------------------------<br />5th June 2010<br />This is the day i went to Grand Indonesia, almost all of my family from my father's side. We were celebrating my grand-uncle birthday. We stay at the Crystal Jade Palace for almost 2 hours, but it seemed so fast, because the new dishes kept being served, of course i ate the vegetarian menu. Not so delicious. But the thing we ate later was very good. It cheered me up from my suffering (i wear that white heels, it did hurt me)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN4wMINklx8ojABNScKAE2pkXWwOjHk42XnMdL77tw7vbupfZkmwMh-aQvwGCYWBWFOy1kz2fHfrCsooCJ2IASZ4Sijq1-06CbYln7PAlvOxz735hmEj5xsm0WN3z31gcHeKXf6472v0Nw/s1600/Photo0767.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN4wMINklx8ojABNScKAE2pkXWwOjHk42XnMdL77tw7vbupfZkmwMh-aQvwGCYWBWFOy1kz2fHfrCsooCJ2IASZ4Sijq1-06CbYln7PAlvOxz735hmEj5xsm0WN3z31gcHeKXf6472v0Nw/s320/Photo0767.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486007013896802850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEeQCwx1Bc7hQdymm6EcH-QiaGqPn8o3wsHRjnEqi0fqPKz_UVirc-SmUqBtpdzdWhvUr2AR5RKtu-pFt9VyiGToSaNFhXs9wNdj5BR9lMSAHnb0TorLW4G0PWkZWub6Gx_qx_Vwq2OJOP/s1600/Photo0744.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEeQCwx1Bc7hQdymm6EcH-QiaGqPn8o3wsHRjnEqi0fqPKz_UVirc-SmUqBtpdzdWhvUr2AR5RKtu-pFt9VyiGToSaNFhXs9wNdj5BR9lMSAHnb0TorLW4G0PWkZWub6Gx_qx_Vwq2OJOP/s320/Photo0744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486006622001829570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfINvdJE2X8esPoReHAvWAzSlRby6y_M-WEjm036oTDJ8LfMj4CRlf8m0v6Y6HkblHzrlHsCQvLFI4hx2ZkGAXTgLWKaT4-MXrjs5Qxj7OSlCijDem8FRjY_TkLEYZZgkGM5WSGhbifeaU/s1600/Photo0639.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfINvdJE2X8esPoReHAvWAzSlRby6y_M-WEjm036oTDJ8LfMj4CRlf8m0v6Y6HkblHzrlHsCQvLFI4hx2ZkGAXTgLWKaT4-MXrjs5Qxj7OSlCijDem8FRjY_TkLEYZZgkGM5WSGhbifeaU/s320/Photo0639.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486006211118580562" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpDOOxS4TMuLwcKe3EeYsqhGCiS2LHG8bYnUadxX0vyonW6HlqT4twkJefa60dN-FmsmxqFJfkaQZUr3IINgWbpBwpBorfUaekyvjuP9_1y2kgEQPNeTzWvT3Ep1A_kYz8g-2_eeZlT1Aa/s1600/Photo0624.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpDOOxS4TMuLwcKe3EeYsqhGCiS2LHG8bYnUadxX0vyonW6HlqT4twkJefa60dN-FmsmxqFJfkaQZUr3IINgWbpBwpBorfUaekyvjuP9_1y2kgEQPNeTzWvT3Ep1A_kYz8g-2_eeZlT1Aa/s320/Photo0624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486002728911365330" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYVGpSby4k7OckH1iwu0daZ2XexF3rgGFK1J9gP7VNuhQJnBHgqjYc4i9uykheWtYG82pdszAEU-n9A2D6l6Ibd023hSIsKce5omAsvG2gwydRLh117N2tTAmbEChIPAYpayev7I1Ioz3i/s1600/Photo0770.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYVGpSby4k7OckH1iwu0daZ2XexF3rgGFK1J9gP7VNuhQJnBHgqjYc4i9uykheWtYG82pdszAEU-n9A2D6l6Ibd023hSIsKce5omAsvG2gwydRLh117N2tTAmbEChIPAYpayev7I1Ioz3i/s320/Photo0770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486961101514592450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">GLEE</span><br /><br /></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-45234800360404059682010-05-23T14:42:00.007+07:002010-05-23T15:33:19.940+07:00Enjoy!Hey! Kamu tahu, dosen2 kita emang plg top deh, udah ngajar cuma sebentar, trus disuruh absen, kita selalu dipulangin cepet dan akhirnya kita ngalor ngidul ke mall terdekat. Sebenernya kita thu rugi, tapi kita malah happy. Kita bayar uang kuliah mahal.. MAHAL.. Tapi yang kita dapat apa ya?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">1. Ngajar telat, atau ga datang sama sekali, bahkan ada yang sampe menghilang sama sekali.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">2. Giliran mahasiswa yang datang telat, dikeluarin. Yang bolos lebih dari 3x, ga berhak ikut ujian. Saya mau coba ajuin aturan baru yang lebih adil : dosen yang absen 3x berturut2 ga berhak ngasih ujian ke mahasiswa! Iya donk! Jadi semester ini, sekiranya ada 2 mata kuliah yang gada UASnya, kan lumayan. Hahaha</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">3. Di depan dipasang palang Kampus termasuk kawasan dilarang merokok. Mau denger saya bilang apa? BULLSHIT! Asap rokok masih seliweran, lebih lucu lagi : dosen minta korek sama mahasiswanya.</span><br /><br />Halah, banyak lha yang bikin gw kesel. Nyesel. Kira-kira saya nulis ini bisa di-<span style="font-style: italic;">sue</span> ga yah? Kalau iya, saya mesti siap2 bikin fanpages di FB dulu buat ngumpulin koin.<br /><br />Maka, seperti biasa, Kamis ini kami melarikan diri ke TA, makan Pizza dan ngalor ngidul di Gramedia serta Hero untuk mencari bahan studi Periklanan I.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKavyKUI_1qST7XtbQhQuEXJ5gB9PWgvpS-nZeP2WUWdhTYL9NrMQggoFOYnHxLycvz8cm96fhPBR5wHOG5n9BaUvocwGfh-M6fnphR-Nyr6gFvAY2Dy4Aits2a3Ez_DFZQefCosTOfWYr/s1600/32220_1288623771903_1119475483_30648476_2389439_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKavyKUI_1qST7XtbQhQuEXJ5gB9PWgvpS-nZeP2WUWdhTYL9NrMQggoFOYnHxLycvz8cm96fhPBR5wHOG5n9BaUvocwGfh-M6fnphR-Nyr6gFvAY2Dy4Aits2a3Ez_DFZQefCosTOfWYr/s320/32220_1288623771903_1119475483_30648476_2389439_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474371342426182514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZyyKH8AHqlBklcjKCPw7U_CgWMB92NA0KbutkGL9MFhPG_Y-0HHXfy_EMmJTdtGdFAVdVaBpNDIjGSoaAcy3jKJ7Eu9pVZgMpZPqpTaMWZMXeARjGdgzZZJxyFGEfL0vv1fA1Ci32vtwc/s1600/30122_398071767835_786362835_4059876_4557590_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZyyKH8AHqlBklcjKCPw7U_CgWMB92NA0KbutkGL9MFhPG_Y-0HHXfy_EMmJTdtGdFAVdVaBpNDIjGSoaAcy3jKJ7Eu9pVZgMpZPqpTaMWZMXeARjGdgzZZJxyFGEfL0vv1fA1Ci32vtwc/s320/30122_398071767835_786362835_4059876_4557590_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474370788035770850" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">lihatnya kerakusan diri ini</span><br /><br /></div><br />Anyway, saya hanya mau bahas beberapa kesenangan dalam hidup saya sebagai makhluk herbivora pemakan segala *lho?*. Berikut yang saya dapat akhir-akhir ini hingga akhirnya saya sakit perut terus dan berakhir di toilet. *<span style="font-style: italic;">eeeuuuhh</span>*<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sushi vegetarian buatan Mami<br />Mochi mochi gendut isi kacang<br />Keripik pisang dari Katherine<br />Donat handmade Mami<br />Bak keng handmade Mami<br />Susu low fat segala merk (gara2 tugas periklanan)<br />Set Natural Yoghurt diblend sama kacang<br />Pizza Deluxe Cheesee<br />Nasi sayur Taman Palem yang enak dan gratis (maksudnya papa yang beli)<br />Guan Jiang (lobak iris + wortel + kacang dibungkus kembang tahu dan digoreng)<br />Aneka macam dan rasa biskuit<br />Mie goreng di vihara yang enak banget<br />Kuaci biji bunga matahari<br />Pie telur<br />Susu kacang yang hampir jadi tahu sangking kentalnya<br /></div><br /><br />Saya rasa ini isi perut saya dalam seminggu, see, as i said, im designed to be eater. Saya shock saat membaca tweet tante saya yang terobsesi jadi skinny, bahwa dia ga pernah merasa lapar, dan saya iri akan hal itu. Well, saya bukannya lapar sih, tepatnya lidah ini ingin merasa, padahal perut tidak meminta. Ambil positif aja, selagi hidup, selagi bisa makan, MAKANLAH! Hahahahaha *<span style="font-style: italic;">gaya pahlawan bertopeng</span>*<br /><br />Anyway, sabtu malam kami berkumpul dalam kelas Di Zi Gui untuk yang kedua kalinya. Rame juga, dan tetap seperti itulah. Nothing else to say.<br /><br />Dan hari ini, saat saya nulis ini, saya lagi absen dari vihara karena diare ringan. I missed a chance to see auntie Erlia's speech and to taste my Mom's cooking. Sop kacang merah Mamiku paling enak!<br /><br />Saya mencoba membuat tugas saya tapi apa daya, Minggu kan hari libur!! Akhirnya saya maen game FB dan mondar-mandir kamar-dapur ubek-ubek brankas snack kita. Karena bosan, saya mau coba foto2 kotak biskuit Hello Panda *<span style="font-style: italic;">makan lagi</span>* dan berniat menjadikannya stop motions.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6NbnbiKoypDlkAhdsOA73OJVR36ci9kDTAbPNOGhbFwV54PLGBZQlQAH4LdH-gQ3M5vy3Sksiv5NmbFC_yXsxzZ0YMAvEAcdvhACWNC5bvKZktdWssD2RdN2ZoY5I640WBhb_Z42u402Y/s1600/HappyTree038.jpg"><br /></a>Nah ini dia adek saya pulang, eh ada oleh-oleh. Pie susu!! Gtg makan dolo!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtJHRpRPwmcVnv-z0qNbYISwcbjMHA86NRkDUq-9x9-GgwWte8xSs5yxZAPOb2mAGx7PR8prO2RqzOKKAUE7ZTfDMGpTxMfMBO6eMrAsV70Bidv5QbstGJftDs70437NPuglRyKMPlDe0Y/s1600/image201005230001.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtJHRpRPwmcVnv-z0qNbYISwcbjMHA86NRkDUq-9x9-GgwWte8xSs5yxZAPOb2mAGx7PR8prO2RqzOKKAUE7ZTfDMGpTxMfMBO6eMrAsV70Bidv5QbstGJftDs70437NPuglRyKMPlDe0Y/s320/image201005230001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474379538995528194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">*</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >nyam nyam nyam nyam</span><span style="font-size:85%;">*</span><br /></div><br /><blockquote>Me : kok cuma satu sih? kecil gini<br />Tia : .... (katanya diare)</blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-15740840682420167542010-05-19T19:48:00.005+07:002010-05-23T14:42:27.434+07:00Saya PemalasEntah mengapa, banyak sekali yang mau saya share di sini, tapi saya malas banget nulisnya. Coba bisa nulis blog dengan sensor suara. Ngerti ga? Jadi saya tinggal ngomong di depan lappie saya lalu terketik sendiri di blog ini. Kan enak thu..<br /><br />Ahhhh, gara2 tugas mencari 1000 ide, saya rasa saya jadi agak autis deh. Tugas kog yah ga logis gitu lho.<br /><br />Hmmm, terakhir saya nulis tentang kebebasan saya dari tugas mengajar anak kelas 6 SD. Itu artinya tanggal 8 mai, which is kalau sekarang tanggal 19 Mei, itu sudah 10 hari lalu!!<br /><br />Mari bantu saya recall.<br /><br />Hari ini mamiku membuat sushi lagi... Inilah satu2nya cara agar saya mau makan nasi. Sepulang kuliah saya disuguhi donat buatan mamiku. Mamiku hari ini lagi knp ya? Rajin bener bikin saya gendut. Huhuuhu.. Maka saya akhirnya pasrah dan makan saja. Lalu saya memposting status ym saya sebagai berikut :<br /><br />I was designed to be big in size. Hahaha.. Trust me, it's a destiny!<br /><br />Sudahlah, yg penting saya makan, saya sehat, lalu saya berolah raga biar tambah sehat. Urusan ukuran, itu masalah belakang aja. Toh saya sudah usaha berbagai cara, tapi saya selalu gagal toh, manusia bisa berencana, Tuhan yang menentukan. *<span style="font-style: italic;">agak menghibur diri</span>*<br /><br />Hari Senin mamiku bikin sushi, isinya ada 2 macam, Gulungan pertama vegetarian, gulungan kedua non vegetarian. Saya bangun tidur, buka tudung saji, eh ada yang enak-enak. Tanpa ditanya tanpa mikir, dn tanpa gosok gigi, langsung sikat aja. Belakangan baru tau, ternyata yang saya makan itu yg ada sosis ayamnya. Kayaknya sangking lama ga makan daging, saya ga bisa bedain rasa daging deh. Soalnya saya ga berasa kemakan sosis, entah Mami yang pelit kasih sosisnya seupil upil, atau lidah saya yang udah kebas.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8qQJGOUsErYVJHN-rYaglbQBy1PJLjwnaMQ74gnYagfWvCo1oo3K7MbAnqC93fDkuo6GzuiLas4QGXAQ20PmWynLzJOuTg-mTnh2jo2VnZahRVg7JLmTtTWzOlX68EtPHaaLzILgUQ2C8/s1600/HappyTree065.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8qQJGOUsErYVJHN-rYaglbQBy1PJLjwnaMQ74gnYagfWvCo1oo3K7MbAnqC93fDkuo6GzuiLas4QGXAQ20PmWynLzJOuTg-mTnh2jo2VnZahRVg7JLmTtTWzOlX68EtPHaaLzILgUQ2C8/s320/HappyTree065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474367279221812898" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Lalu ada yang membuat saya terharu sangat amat. Pernah satu hari di tempat les, saya ditawari makan pisang kripik sama anak2, dan saya bialng, saya suka itu. Eh, pas saya datang kemarin, saya disuguhi sekotak kripik itu, ternyata Katherine yang pesen ke mboknya supaya sisain buat saya. Makanya dipisahin di kotak. Duuuuuh, so sweeeeet!!<br /><br />Hari Minggu, saya ke wihara seperti biasa. Yang di luar biasa adalah saya menjadi petugas bawa lagu. Tapi keknya yang lebih luar biasa lagi, kelas anak muda kali ini membawakan tentang Di Ze Gui, yaitu pedoman menjadi manusia seutuhnya. Saya berharap besar teman-teman saya mau saya ajak ke wihara untuk mengikuti kelas ini, namun disayangkan, kelas ini mau dibuka tiap malam Minggu, Dan tante saya sudah ngoceh2 aja sejak diumumkannya kelas malam Mingguan ini. Hahahaha. Hikmah dari kelas ini, saya harus kudu mesti wajib les Mandarin, asap!!<br /><br />Sabtunya, saya ke DM, gara2 mati lampu. Menemani mami beli sepatu. Lalu digiring ke satu tempat yang menjual peralatan elektronik dari Japan, katanya ada undian apalah. Saya dapat kompor eletrik! Harganya Rp 15 juta. Tapi setalah dikibulin kurang lebih 30 menit, baru dia ngomong, kalau mau ini, mesti beli 1 produk lg, terserah, yang paling murah jg gpp. Kalau yang paling murah harganya 8rb, saya mau, tapi ini 8 Juta. Mau ngerampok lu? *<span style="font-style: italic;">semprul!!</span>*<br /><br />Untuk menghilangkan emosi, kita berdua berniat cari makan. Kami menjatuhkan pilihan ke Baskin Robbins. Saya milih cookies n cream dan 1 lagi gag taulah apaan. Pokoknya kata mas nya rasa raspberry segar dipadu dengan kacang mede. Maknyuuuuuus banget cuyy!!<br /><br />Jumatnya, saya fitness mati-matian<br /><br />Kamisnya, karena libur nasional, saya bertemu dengan teman masa putih abu2 dolo, dan kita bener2 have fun hari itu. Semoga disusul dengan reuni selanjutnya yaa. Aku sayang kalian semua! Plussss, saya ketemu dengan si putih belo. hahaha. Hari yang bener2 indah. Kita nongkrong cukup lama di foodcourt lalu ngebucks deh. Hahaha. Bucks kalah ah sama Bensol. Ga ada yang bisa ngalahin cookies n cream Bensol. Emang, punya Indo, tetap kopi terenak.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC4LIfLdKRItj2uA0_C2QeyUxxLB4fuSa6x519ZKEKDpFumyUPeaOAaueH1i51bHjo8zk9PbOJgvmJsr0f9nXUGn6mlkL5x_vvNZBdAVKwfF2dYfi3nJBaq_Tc9yoP5iZaeK_YYIHFxGZO/s1600/HappyTree059.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC4LIfLdKRItj2uA0_C2QeyUxxLB4fuSa6x519ZKEKDpFumyUPeaOAaueH1i51bHjo8zk9PbOJgvmJsr0f9nXUGn6mlkL5x_vvNZBdAVKwfF2dYfi3nJBaq_Tc9yoP5iZaeK_YYIHFxGZO/s320/HappyTree059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474366585856948786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqb2653nvSvTfvOaldBatewbq0mRGBTJetlCYUpLXEv_EKVGhWtMj7dsdDoe7AMqrDFB7T38rRBFOU_jRv1PqPm9WPAt1A-CVwdpgtgFGSHgz60l84AWMnkiWThyO5XUc_fpZ7x0s-058D/s1600/27818_391243113731_758788731_4148212_499426_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqb2653nvSvTfvOaldBatewbq0mRGBTJetlCYUpLXEv_EKVGhWtMj7dsdDoe7AMqrDFB7T38rRBFOU_jRv1PqPm9WPAt1A-CVwdpgtgFGSHgz60l84AWMnkiWThyO5XUc_fpZ7x0s-058D/s320/27818_391243113731_758788731_4148212_499426_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472967864813496146" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5f7spCOVZA38NuCkE2roGGxDHTyt_fXogPbYBfk39iQWezm4Kefey7mUAmgH4vxVCpoZVKlFbrqQvwHn1zCc9cZm3_0B4XJSz4LgVYzLL2newK3QaV9Zg0K2xSUg1sgLY-bUCLkHp1_h7/s1600/27818_391243078731_758788731_4148206_2963340_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5f7spCOVZA38NuCkE2roGGxDHTyt_fXogPbYBfk39iQWezm4Kefey7mUAmgH4vxVCpoZVKlFbrqQvwHn1zCc9cZm3_0B4XJSz4LgVYzLL2newK3QaV9Zg0K2xSUg1sgLY-bUCLkHp1_h7/s320/27818_391243078731_758788731_4148206_2963340_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472967680030975090" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-86312879469501913362010-05-08T21:50:00.004+07:002010-05-23T15:46:33.368+07:00Finally<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83QawT1mmzmTuFXUhnVi5pJhFYRNUEBlwQF0lfNgwlevaHEt5Z4EZOOhdgaShW9V6sdX8LPNwagRyJPIfzoKg9_Jfxj4Q2BnLCMS97xprWfOJ-sCbrReL6rcP6-XEqM6xsJJmbA7BIllH/s1600/HappyTree039.jpg"><br /></a><br />Akhirnya, tugas saya sebagai guru les sudah jauuuuuh lebih ringan secara anak les saya yg kelas 6 sudah selesai ujian tertulis, tinggal prakteknya aja. Selanjutnya, bukan urusan saya lagi.. *<span style="font-style: italic;">cuci tangan</span>*<br /><br />Karena ujiannya, saya jadi ga punya waktu untuk santai2. Setiap hari ngajar mendekam d rumahnya sampai minimal 3 jam. Belum lagi disuguhi makanan2 segala rupa dan wujud. Bagaimana saya tidak gendut?<br /><br />Saya jadi ingat percakapan singkat saya dengan pak supir keluarga mereka saat saya masuk ke halaman rumah mereka dan hendak ngajar.<br /><br /><blockquote>Supir : ci, mau ngajar?<br />Me : oh, iya nih, Pak<br />Supir : hmm, cici tambah berisi ya?<br />Me : haha (gara-gara suguhan bos lu tau!)</blockquote><br /><br />Maka saya berdaya upaya fitness sesering mungkin, namun mulut saya tidak bisa diajak kompromi. Betapa tidak, saya tidak mau makan kog kalau sudah malam, tapi mulut saya ngotot pengen ngemil. Saya yang tak berdaya akhirnya melangkah ke dapur dan grasak-grusuk membongkar isi lemari snack. Hebat!<br /><br />Sebagai perayaan kecil-kecilan dan reward atas kerja keras saya dalam dunia pedidikan, maka saya putuskan mengajak Mami dan adik saya untuk sekedar melepas ketegangan hidup dan nonton di bioskop. Boleh manuisa setrika terganteng, atau manusia jago kung fu legendaris. S<br /><br />Saya berniat mengajak Papi juga, tapi toh dia lebih memilih membeli DVD bajakan. He did! Papi beli keduanya. Saat dibawa pulang, baru sadar, yg dibeli Iron Man dan Ip Man. Tanpa angka 2. Dan kita toh sudah nonton itu dr kapan2.<br /><br />Saya ke foodcourt dan makan sama Mama. Mama pesen mie Vietnam yang keliatannya ga memuaskan. Saya pesen es kacang merah seperti biasa. Sayangnya, kacang merahnya dijadiin paste, ga asik ah. Habis itu kita ke Empo dan ntn. Sebab ga sempet lagi beli camilan di luar, akhirnya kita beli popcorn de di sono. Asssiiiiiin. Emak gua bisa kambuh thu darah tingginya.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83QawT1mmzmTuFXUhnVi5pJhFYRNUEBlwQF0lfNgwlevaHEt5Z4EZOOhdgaShW9V6sdX8LPNwagRyJPIfzoKg9_Jfxj4Q2BnLCMS97xprWfOJ-sCbrReL6rcP6-XEqM6xsJJmbA7BIllH/s1600/HappyTree039.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83QawT1mmzmTuFXUhnVi5pJhFYRNUEBlwQF0lfNgwlevaHEt5Z4EZOOhdgaShW9V6sdX8LPNwagRyJPIfzoKg9_Jfxj4Q2BnLCMS97xprWfOJ-sCbrReL6rcP6-XEqM6xsJJmbA7BIllH/s320/HappyTree039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474381219389756754" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsG-xY2r_MovzuB66zOGx2avliSq9dPI7AVcX3vzAr2FqNMK5MUsO9PWj6FFf6yw8bw4nNDyO9PRu6n-9rM_gHihr8qLo1G9XTiQ1t6vxapy_8NHealWT5oVeNYOOYI8SsZKGEWNgQONxP/s400/IP+MAN+2+Movie+2010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsG-xY2r_MovzuB66zOGx2avliSq9dPI7AVcX3vzAr2FqNMK5MUsO9PWj6FFf6yw8bw4nNDyO9PRu6n-9rM_gHihr8qLo1G9XTiQ1t6vxapy_8NHealWT5oVeNYOOYI8SsZKGEWNgQONxP/s400/IP+MAN+2+Movie+2010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Memutuskan Ip Man 2 lebih cocok dengan selera Mami, kami ke Pluit Junction dan ntn di sana. Berbekal sekotak pop corn medium yang jelas-jelas kurang untuk porsi makan kami yang luar biasa, kami duduk di deretan K 2-4. Ya! Barisan kedua terdekat dari layar.<br /><br />Tapi kami terhanyut dalam alur cerita hingga kami benar-benar lupa akan nyeri di leher kami. Luar biasa film itu, Donnie Yen sempurna untuk image Ye Wen. I love him! Dan tentu murid pertamanya, Leung, yang diperankan oleh Huang XiaoMing juga sangat saya sukai. They both are cool! Cuma 2 peran yang bikin saya keki, si dua bule cemen itu. Si culun bercelana pendek dan Twister yang sombongnya bukan main.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samudro.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/donnie_yen_ip_man_movie.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 305px;" src="http://samudro.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/donnie_yen_ip_man_movie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://english.cri.cn/mmsource/images/2010/02/26/4220xtylnipman2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 259px;" src="http://english.cri.cn/mmsource/images/2010/02/26/4220xtylnipman2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flixunlimited.com/wp-content/uploads/ip-man-2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.flixunlimited.com/wp-content/uploads/ip-man-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">adegan meja bundar ini berakhir dengan indah</span><br /></div><br /><br />Lalu saya jadi kepikiran terus, siapa sebenarnya si Leung aka 黃曉明 ini? Rasa2nya saya pernah lihat dia. Apa penyanyi lagu Mopa? Whoever, saya suka karakternya di sana. Keren!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.takungpao.com/2tkp_site2/news/images/09/08/05/uhk-33.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 486px;" src="http://www.takungpao.com/2tkp_site2/news/images/09/08/05/uhk-33.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Bicara soal Ip Man 2, saya suka sebel kalau denger orang ngomong Ai Pi Men Two. Buseeet, mentang2 ada SpiderMan, BatMan, Iron Man, maka Ye Wen dipanggil Ai Pi Man! Manusia Ip 2. Tante saya lalu menceritakan guyon dari temannya, saya akui, saya tertawa mendengarnya. Ini lucu!<br /><br /><blockquote>Masa IP jelek banget? Ai Pi Men, suruh kuliah yang bener! Biar IPnya nae jadi 4.</blockquote><br /><br />Kira2, ngerti ga apa yang coba saya ceritakan? Karena saya sulit dalam me-retell-nya. Anyway, saat kami mau nyebrang ke Empo, sepasang kekasih datang menghampiri saya, saya tau prianya bule dikit. Agak2 kek Brazil Latin gitu, sedangkan yang wanita saya kira pribumi Indonesia! Tp toh mereka berdua ga bisa bahasa Indonesia.<br /><br /><blockquote>Man : sorry, do you speak english?<br />Me : *<span style="font-style: italic;">belagak pilon</span>* hmmm, sorry? (kau tahu, kadang sikap waspada perlu kita jaga, mungkin ada yang bermaksud menghipnotismu--walau mereka sebenarnya tampak terlalu manis untuk melakukan tindakan kriminal--jangan pernah bicara dengan menatap mata orang yg ga dikenal)<br />Man : english, english. You know?<br />Me : Oke, yes i know. So? (menghadap si wanita, berharap dia mau ngomong dengan bhs Indo saja)<br />Woman : shoes, you know? where to buy shoes here? *<span style="font-style: italic;">nunjuk2 ke sepatunya</span>* (buset, kalau shoes doank gw juga tau kali. gw udah kuliah gitu lho)<br />Me : oooh, shoes. U have to go across to that building. Empo.<br />Woman : none is here?<br />Me : This place only sell food.<br />They : thank you.</blockquote><br /><br />Dan saat saya sudah di empo, saya melihat mereka sedang di Charles n Keith. Haha..<br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/YONGYO%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-71762870843245907492010-05-03T12:51:00.005+07:002010-05-03T13:55:48.311+07:00Two Is Better Than One<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/otwLLAPTBjc&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/otwLLAPTBjc&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I remember what you wore on the first day<br />You came into my life and I thought<br />"Hey, you know, this could be something"<br />'Cause everything you do and words you say<br />You know that it all takes my breath away<br />And now I'm left with nothing<br /><br />So maybe it's true<br />That I can't live without you<br />And maybe two is better than one<br />But there's so much time<br />To figure out the rest of my life<br />And you've already got me coming undone<br />And I'm thinking two is better than one<br /><br />I remember every look upon your face<br />The way you roll your eyes<br />The way you taste<br />You make it hard for breathing<br />'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away<br />I think of you and everything's okay<br />I'm finally now believing<br /><br />That maybe it's true<br />That I can't live without you<br />And maybe two is better than one<br />But there's so much time<br />To figure out the rest of my life<br />And you've already got me coming undone<br />And I'm thinking two is better than one<br /><br />I remember what you wore on the first day<br />You came into my life and I thought, "Hey,"<br /><br />Maybe it's true<br />That I can't live without you<br />Maybe two is better than one<br />But there's so much time<br />To figure out the rest of my life<br />And you've already got me coming undone<br />And I'm thinking<br />I can't live without you<br />'Cause, baby, two is better than one<br />But there's so much time<br />To figure out the rest of my life<br />But I'll figure it out<br />When all is said and done<br />Two is better than one<br />Two is better than one<br /></div><br /><br /><br />when i watch the video again, i feel sorry for everything i've done wrong and now i'm thinking<br /><br /><blockquote style="font-weight: bold;">two is better than one</blockquote><br /><br />Kemarin sembari menunggu latihan baca paritta yang tak kunjung mulai, saya membaca buku pinjaman dari tante saya, "Si Cacing dan Kotoran Kesayangannya" karya Ajahn Brahm. Dan saya sungguh suka dengan buku ini, well, saya pikir saya akan membeli 1 yang sama persis dengan yang dipinjamkan pada saya ini.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gemabuluk.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/ajahn-brahm1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 536px; height: 386px;" src="http://gemabuluk.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/ajahn-brahm1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Cerita pertama dalam buku ini sudah cukup menampar wajah saya *<span style="font-style: italic;">tamparan khayal</span>* dan saya tersadarkan akan sifat bodoh itu. And it happened all the time.<br /><br /><blockquote><div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;">Dua Bata Jelek<br /></div><br />Singkatnya saja, saat itu Ajahn Brahm yang berencana membangun wihara, sangking tidak punya uangnya ia harus melakukannya sendiri. Ya, ia tukangnya. Ia mulai menyusun batu bata satu per satu dan menyemennya.<br /><br />Kelihatannya gampang, membuat tembok dengan batu bata, tinggal tuangkan seonggok semen, sedikit ketok sana sini dan jadilah. Ketika ia sendiri yang membuatnya, bukan melihatnya saja, ia baru merasakan betapa saat diketok, batu bata itu malah miring sana miring sini dan kamu harus cepat mengembalikannya ke posisi semula sebelum semen mengering.<br /><br />Itulah yang terjadi. Dengan segala kesabaran, ia menyelesaikan temboknya itu. Ia berdiri di baliknya dan mengegumi hasil kerjanya itu, barulah ia sadar, dua batu bata terpasang miring, dan saat itu semen sudah mengeras. "Mereka berdua jelek sekali, mereka merusak tembok saya"<br /><br />Maka ia bertanya pada kepala wihara bolehkan ia merubuhkan tembok itu dan mengulangnya kembali, kalau perlu meledakannya sekalian. Tentu ide itu ditolak, alih-alih kepala wihara menyuruhnya untuk membiarkan tembok itu apa adanya.<br /><br />Saat ia sedang membimbing tamu-tamu masuk dalam wiharanya, ia selalu mencegah mereka melihat dua batu bata itu. Ia tidak suka jika ada yang melihat tembok itu. Lalu suatu hari, kira-kira 3-4 bulan setelah ia membangun tembok itu, ia berjalan dengan seorang pengunjung dan ia melihat tembok itu lalu berkata, " Itu tembok yang indah!" dengan santainya.<br /><br />"Pak", kata Ajahn Brahm, "apakah kacamata Anda tertinggal di mobil? Apakah penglihatan Anda sedang terganggu? Tidakkan Anda melihat dua bata jelek yang merusak keseluruhan tembok itu?"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV14ZzWTE3knA6DkS3gpKH7Q8IZdBPA3GDsH28-wsPjQ_CAVXTkR27wlQRL0xjHwIGRTd8iDzBZXUWYPL_-ZhV2O3IhNIJsWiA7s3AOfd93EuV4A3SppdOeqdcHc8XsXS9zbQ0IrqIOaWY/s320/brick_wall.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV14ZzWTE3knA6DkS3gpKH7Q8IZdBPA3GDsH28-wsPjQ_CAVXTkR27wlQRL0xjHwIGRTd8iDzBZXUWYPL_-ZhV2O3IhNIJsWiA7s3AOfd93EuV4A3SppdOeqdcHc8XsXS9zbQ0IrqIOaWY/s320/brick_wall.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />"Ya, saya bisa melihatnya, dua bata jelek itu. Tapi saya juga bisa melihat 998 batu bata yang bagus."<br /><br />Ajahn Brahm tertegun. Untuk pertama kalinya dalam lebih dari tiga bulan ia mampu melihat batu bata lainnya selain 2 bata jelek itu. Lebih dari itu, jumlah bata yang terpasang sempurna lebih banyak jauh ketimbang 2 bata jelek itu. </blockquote><br /><br />Betapa banyak orang memutuskan hubungan karena semua yang dapat mereka lihat dari orang lain hanyalah "dua bata jelek" itu. Berapa banyak di antara kita yang menjadi depresi dan ingin bunuh diri, karena yang kita lihat dalam diri kita hanyalah "dua bata jelek"? Pada kenyataannya, ada banyak, jauh lebih banyak, bata yang bagus, yang tidak kita lihat karena kita terlalu terfokus pada kejelekan yang ada. Dan terkadang, kita benar-benar berniat untuk menghancurkan sebuah "tembok yang indah".<br /><br /><blockquote>Pada suatu hari, Ajahn Brahm didatangi tukang bangunan yang memberi tahu rahasia profesinya. " Kami para tukang bangunan selalu berbuat kesalahan," katanya, "tetapi kami bilang ke pelanggan bahwa itu adalah "ciri unik" yang tiada duanya di rumah-rumah tetangga. Lalu kami menagih biaya tambahan ribuan dollar untuk itu."</blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-9422703800025993182010-04-29T20:33:00.005+07:002010-04-30T22:33:03.121+07:00PhotoManiaHari ini seperti hari Kamis sebelumnya dalam semester 6, kelas DKV, dan tebakan kita bener tuh, bahwa 'dosen' itu ga masuk, seperti Kamis biasanya. Hahahah, untung bukan dosen saya.. *<span style="font-style: italic;">khukhukhukhu</span>*<br /><br />Well, suda pakai sepatu sport, sudah bawa baju buat fitness, sip, nga ada kelas pula! Tancap!!!! Kita malah ke Central Park. *<span style="font-style: italic;">gubrak</span>* Seneng sih awalnya, soalnya saya ga pernah ke Central Park, pengen liat isi dalamnya kek apa gitu, setelah pergi, ternyata ga se-wah yang saya bayangkan, the green mall, halah! Dikira thu kek Paris van Java ada ruang terbukanya, intinya malah kek Senci.<br /><br />Sampai sana, tinjau Blitzmegaplex yang remang-remang gimana gitu dan akhirnya nongkrong di Urban Kitchen yang tadinya saya kira nama resto, ternyata adalah foodcourt. Hahahah. Masuk sana saya langsung tertuju pada Yogu yang punya booth di jantung foodcourt dan sumpah saya ga bohong, saya tertarik banget sama eskrim dan fro-yo Yogu. Tapi berhubung saya baru mulai fitness lagi dan sedang dianggap mengusung gaya hidup sehat, lupakan es krim sejenak, saya melangkah dan memesan menu bernama vegetables and mushroom dan saya pastikan ini adalah kali pertama dan terakhir saya pesan menu itu.<br /><br />S.E.U.P.R.I.T<br /><br />Menyesal saya. Sungguh.. *<span style="font-style: italic;">jongkok di pojokan meratapi nasib</span>*<br /><br /><br />Anyway, habis itu kita foto-foto, kebetulan banget Xiung Mao bawa SLRnya, jadilah kita bernarsis ria. Hulahula! Lalu kita ke Carrefour dan dengan bodohnya saya menganggap saya kog beruntung banget dapet kupon Breadtalk, padahal jumlah belanja saya dikit doank, ternyata kupon yang saya sambit itu kepunyaan Feli. Hahaha. tapi saya lega saat dia bilang, "Ga bakal gue pake juga c". Berarti dia ikhlas. Maka saya membeli tawar keju dengan gratisan Chocostick yang yummy banget (oke, saya lupa saya sedang menganut hidup sehat, saya memaksakan diri mesen sayur pake jamur yang cuma seuprit, lalu saya menghabiskan sebatang chocostick dengan tidak berperasaannya, SAYA KELAPARAN)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIM2zVfoLQ6CRDWU6opd8Xyn-JSSI3Cbm5HVgJ7YKVHILLfO4TA1bpZdRw5ZdozPwLbllTfl34Wj-AoOJReV7hllZTxQTM7cObHG73eAPrd7FnEOyaqmSJuEpSKkTJMa1ELAe3PS8aos3O/s1600/31565_1284331545165_1136420998_30693164_90028_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIM2zVfoLQ6CRDWU6opd8Xyn-JSSI3Cbm5HVgJ7YKVHILLfO4TA1bpZdRw5ZdozPwLbllTfl34Wj-AoOJReV7hllZTxQTM7cObHG73eAPrd7FnEOyaqmSJuEpSKkTJMa1ELAe3PS8aos3O/s320/31565_1284331545165_1136420998_30693164_90028_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465934590786975714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTIcb0PahVoAQus0_JRieNUo4JzoOjY9yElJXzB9Jy7PTGEvUmfRXB3fjP9PYSglSdLHpG9Rb8TNt5ck-RkPFseY1TDPiIoW8RhX4Wg_U2en7XgLqJFddW7RKUzJDb5Choen0IlTJLwxl6/s1600/31565_1284331265158_1136420998_30693158_1546543_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTIcb0PahVoAQus0_JRieNUo4JzoOjY9yElJXzB9Jy7PTGEvUmfRXB3fjP9PYSglSdLHpG9Rb8TNt5ck-RkPFseY1TDPiIoW8RhX4Wg_U2en7XgLqJFddW7RKUzJDb5Choen0IlTJLwxl6/s320/31565_1284331265158_1136420998_30693158_1546543_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465934324118470194" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7DraElHm9Iutls3Lwl6vdGMU7r_RjJ7gfkNJtEI5vDePyqiAu5HjnjE6XljN0hUXW9VOHUuUhtyJJszF16aXawSrn4cTZUl8MrzeviNYW0I6qfn7LVcoz_iCv2pVOY7iBMMEmR-j_q5S9/s1600/31565_1284331025152_1136420998_30693152_800777_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7DraElHm9Iutls3Lwl6vdGMU7r_RjJ7gfkNJtEI5vDePyqiAu5HjnjE6XljN0hUXW9VOHUuUhtyJJszF16aXawSrn4cTZUl8MrzeviNYW0I6qfn7LVcoz_iCv2pVOY7iBMMEmR-j_q5S9/s320/31565_1284331025152_1136420998_30693152_800777_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465934092883586050" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmFQRBR6LHAYaDR-jZW52_pgBx5KG3KWck3r6Ax6T9Bw-atMLl6TCzMs2Lf5G126YDUvszP_ggj8_h4V82aX79RZFzDlRS1_cUn_6a7eFK5WufL2pxQFN-cX4Uftw2d6b6dToW02kdYdLO/s1600/31565_1284330185131_1136420998_30693134_3986668_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmFQRBR6LHAYaDR-jZW52_pgBx5KG3KWck3r6Ax6T9Bw-atMLl6TCzMs2Lf5G126YDUvszP_ggj8_h4V82aX79RZFzDlRS1_cUn_6a7eFK5WufL2pxQFN-cX4Uftw2d6b6dToW02kdYdLO/s320/31565_1284330185131_1136420998_30693134_3986668_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465933309159632258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-AQNN3pYARr2CqJgU5ry-6ieKFqbrfdwPxb_Mh8wKMczLF7I_LCcCk-9InOYiXerl_bDYAivuTo7l0HgbEHgtulVh_7ULKblA8Q_QrpCLd7ThwRt-B6mLiPlX0U2bKxh8Q05nr3sxy96L/s1600/31565_1284329785121_1136420998_30693124_7816662_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-AQNN3pYARr2CqJgU5ry-6ieKFqbrfdwPxb_Mh8wKMczLF7I_LCcCk-9InOYiXerl_bDYAivuTo7l0HgbEHgtulVh_7ULKblA8Q_QrpCLd7ThwRt-B6mLiPlX0U2bKxh8Q05nr3sxy96L/s320/31565_1284329785121_1136420998_30693124_7816662_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465933096368938258" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimaBOQSUxeeH_arSVE5kgWtOcM7JGDyPTd5subVM-Nk-0C7XW1wOlBE_GKsyHILa1OyTL_G4IOFDomuxj1twUnRs-_VpUmVatTZzS-ePHdU_0WOXDuWZmS4IAYaKZ00xvUUfHwhZyRIeVN/s1600/31565_1284331505164_1136420998_30693163_6601449_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimaBOQSUxeeH_arSVE5kgWtOcM7JGDyPTd5subVM-Nk-0C7XW1wOlBE_GKsyHILa1OyTL_G4IOFDomuxj1twUnRs-_VpUmVatTZzS-ePHdU_0WOXDuWZmS4IAYaKZ00xvUUfHwhZyRIeVN/s320/31565_1284331505164_1136420998_30693163_6601449_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465934740083950594" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ngomong-ngomong hidup sehat, kemarin saya fitness dgn teman-teman ber7 dan hari ini, sesuai dugaan saya, badan saya sakit semua, especially bagian perut. Inilah hasil dari coba-coba alat baru dan memaksakan diri. Yang pasti kemarin seru banget, apalagi saat berusaha menambah air di sauna! Panassss..<br /><br />Lagi, cerita saya tentang hari ini belum selesai. Metdes dibagu UTSnya dan inilah kali pertama ujian teori saya dapat jelek. 55. Yap, lima puluh lima! OMG! Saya mau nangis. Tapi ini saya pasrahkan sebab sejak ujian saya yakin saya pasti dapat jelek. yang bikin sakit hati itu Manajemen. 68!<br /><br />Pulangnya seperti biasa saya menyempatkan diri nonton My Fair Lady dan saya sungguh suka sama Kang Hye Na dan Kepala Pelayan Seoul Dong Can. (kalau salah spell ampuni saya, saya belum sempat les bahasa Korea). Hye Na was always the fashionista and Dong Can was gentle. They both are perfect match!<br /><br />Lalu saya ngajar, learning Mandarin today. Leo sangat lucu hari ini. Entah mengapa, daripada belajar, kapasitas ketawa kita bertiga hari ini lebih banyak. Mungkin ini demam UASBN kali ya, berusaha menghibur diri dengan banyak tertawa, padahal dalam hati kita deg-degan. Kalau sampai *<span style="font-style: italic;">amit-amit</span>* dia ga lulus, sayalah yang akan divonis gantung.<br /><br />Well, saya berharap saya punya cukup uang untuk menyewa apartment or at least kos-kosan samping Untar atau di mana kek. Kecil banget juga ga masalah. Sebab, i have shared my room with someone for almost half of my life and i get really sick of it. Trust me, i do! I would rather live in MY own room, and doing things i like, eat MY own meal, listen to MY fave songs and so on. The point is, that room has to be absolutely MINE.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-12573784086680371782010-04-26T10:07:00.006+07:002010-05-03T13:51:38.194+07:00My Sunday Eat DayYep, i spend this whole week eating junk food, sweets, cakes, chocolate, ice cream and cookies. Got a few more pounds, beibh!<br /><br />This week, Mom baked me a birthday cake, and i swore this is the first time i celebrate my Lunar birthday in my life. Nothing's that special except the feeling they gave me that night. Mighty blackforest for my whole week snacks!<br /><br />Of course i get along well with sweets and cookies just like before, i cant imagine life without them. It must be so bored, meaningless and skinny?? eh?<br /><br />People, let me tell you about a thing. My sis can afford buying Samsung Star with her own money she collected by selling headphone within a month or so. Then im thinking about having new cellphone too, but since i have to save money for university's sake *<span style="font-style: italic;">damn</span>* i decided to enter the costest of Red Mango. Ew.. Sounds hopeless eh, but at least if my video is uploaded, i got member card for a year validation then i can imagine what my life would be, surrounding by the frozent yoghurt i love the most!<br /><br />So here we are, me, sis and Mom, Empo Pluit, 2 p.m, heading to Red Mango. Unfortunately my Nokia's camera was too bad capturing our 'story' that i have almost zero hope winning the competition. Well, as i said before, at least the member card is mine.<br /><br />Oh! Im applying Citibank Credit Card. CC is usefull sometimes when you are money-troubled but u still wanna enjoy your life with delicious food. CC will help u by discounting a few percent for the paying. As my BCA CC did to my Yoghurt Latte and Limemonium last night. Upsize and it just cost me IDR 70.000 or so.<br /><br />After that, I and Mom heading to Burger King, for a veggies burgers and GOD! It was a HUGE one. I dont know if there's something wrong with my digestion or what, i had A BURGER with my Mom and i still feel so full!<br /><br />Anyway, thanks for the support, my lil sis, for your acting. I'll do the rest. I mean the editing and so on. Wish me luck!<br /><br />Oh yes! I was reconnected with my long-lost friend who suddenly fly to USA when we were in secod grade of primary school. He's been so exciting with the reunion we held last year and ask for the next one. And i found my English is so poor. His is cool.<br /><br />Okay, i'll attached the photographs we took last night. Enjoy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFIf0kmVZ96v-hvBK0fbC4qU09UG3tveCqnsoPoxMYYoTBcDB6xuLksaLHyhVyHsroSqvHBZnMAnMxcZudZXluYuIxFe09BCd2NnhR5lJlyxCLMKKe7V4i4dDC-ceoCbRDYBYSM1vc770/s1600/HappyTree049.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFIf0kmVZ96v-hvBK0fbC4qU09UG3tveCqnsoPoxMYYoTBcDB6xuLksaLHyhVyHsroSqvHBZnMAnMxcZudZXluYuIxFe09BCd2NnhR5lJlyxCLMKKe7V4i4dDC-ceoCbRDYBYSM1vc770/s320/HappyTree049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464296099587304754" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjFcDt_Yolp6c_tijNZDAWgsrqwPjK5Vb7RIqSwgKg2zrq78-b7DzG7JEyTus8vbaXquqp4mUSsN5W5M5GY5OtgGtieReJSEcrshQqhSO3RZ8Qc0FhmNLhUbNFiqI9sKubwP_DfHMAJeP6/s1600/HappyTree032.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjFcDt_Yolp6c_tijNZDAWgsrqwPjK5Vb7RIqSwgKg2zrq78-b7DzG7JEyTus8vbaXquqp4mUSsN5W5M5GY5OtgGtieReJSEcrshQqhSO3RZ8Qc0FhmNLhUbNFiqI9sKubwP_DfHMAJeP6/s320/HappyTree032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464294865154381362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Taraaa, after a whole week thinking of kelayakan video ini untuk dipampang, belum lagi habis baca blog teman saya tentang betapa ia tidak respek pada para plagiat, saya menimbang apakah karya saya termasuk plagiat? Tapi toh ide ini mucul begitu saja di malam hari saat saya sedang mengerjakan titipan teman saya untuk lomba Sour Sally Loves Mazda (dan sorry, pal, fotomu ga lolos :( i'll do the best i can) dan saat adek saya baru saja beli Samsung Star Wi-Fi nya---bersyukurlah ia tidak membeli warna putih. Kalaupun ada kesamaan dengan punya org, saya mohon maaf, ini kebetulan saja kok. :]<br /><br />Taken with Nokia and Sony Ericsson camera (which i mean handphone's cam) and edited with Premiere by me.<br />Song was taken from 4shared.com : Two is Better Than One (Boys like Girls)<br /><br /></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxXAQB_TYJBFgsIyDyuJd8i3C1E6T04RNVY57LPaxzWoEMs2FT3HNfEtcu6CXCIdRsZKBC1A8axeREx9W466w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-23284424790364010532010-04-22T10:06:00.007+07:002010-04-30T23:02:15.117+07:00I'm Done with My Tough WeekYihuiiii...<br />Selesai sudah segala penderitaan minggu-minggu UTS saya. Hari terakhir ujian kita semua bergembira bersama di TA. And these were what we were doing there..<br /><br />Makan Pancious, sungguh saya suka interiornya tapi untuk rasa, tidak se-wah pikiran saya. Haha. But we were having great time together.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJHZbdqbuX_4Wm8ZEvIZApz7e_AyKiauH9y8ADmmNWhR6qFoi9qKsW5hleoSKMTchMpwQIsw3RHJqX4e2R4P3KGrKNorUiyj491qJ_Zhkt0KTSI3nlM_oImYfSgSn6hUcXqtchP7Ub7uxq/s1600/IMG00719-20100421-1137.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJHZbdqbuX_4Wm8ZEvIZApz7e_AyKiauH9y8ADmmNWhR6qFoi9qKsW5hleoSKMTchMpwQIsw3RHJqX4e2R4P3KGrKNorUiyj491qJ_Zhkt0KTSI3nlM_oImYfSgSn6hUcXqtchP7Ub7uxq/s320/IMG00719-20100421-1137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465958227486986770" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6eUB-ZV4UKL7ChEYiqooyIV2F-APNBghguzm4gtiahZeCp9IqjZ6-WPteOnvzLemcybTNP5oDP2OzycOrEn-NRilhusTNho2Mj2OYjG_UCuy9cu_A8iaWYYa1MiMDcaRWbq44CCvCIQBI/s1600/IMG00722-20100421-1140.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6eUB-ZV4UKL7ChEYiqooyIV2F-APNBghguzm4gtiahZeCp9IqjZ6-WPteOnvzLemcybTNP5oDP2OzycOrEn-NRilhusTNho2Mj2OYjG_UCuy9cu_A8iaWYYa1MiMDcaRWbq44CCvCIQBI/s320/IMG00722-20100421-1140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465958472899226434" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpYQQKpntBoDL77ZDJFM8cUhRkpRhOTFyfGWv8JZWrpaqKnPGrU9VoYWgZX1E6PYHSWUJXWr2MpBX7I6h2jwA94vz-3Djh-grZyndDBRjDmktxSNoRu-2qo7DnwpggaAsmL1txwCeu_gd7/s1600/IMG00723-20100421-1141.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpYQQKpntBoDL77ZDJFM8cUhRkpRhOTFyfGWv8JZWrpaqKnPGrU9VoYWgZX1E6PYHSWUJXWr2MpBX7I6h2jwA94vz-3Djh-grZyndDBRjDmktxSNoRu-2qo7DnwpggaAsmL1txwCeu_gd7/s320/IMG00723-20100421-1141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465961068910070626" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Makananku tiramisu pancake n wafer, kurang wah gitu dibanding cookies n creamnya Feli. Harusnya saya pesen Blueberry thu. *<span style="font-style: italic;">penyesalan memang selalu terlambat toh</span>*<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-No3ASmk_8zVS_v0ioBEmIxkeWyhZQqrUnRGIWwS1bfnml4L3iDWH4sSY8Juev9bv7yX8ec7wNq7sKJcISYUJ6XxPWZ_sylXCHxu-LNHGVLFUo4qas0LkCKmupR1VNcIpERc0ufZAtyDI/s1600/HappyTree033.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-No3ASmk_8zVS_v0ioBEmIxkeWyhZQqrUnRGIWwS1bfnml4L3iDWH4sSY8Juev9bv7yX8ec7wNq7sKJcISYUJ6XxPWZ_sylXCHxu-LNHGVLFUo4qas0LkCKmupR1VNcIpERc0ufZAtyDI/s320/HappyTree033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465958782430553522" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIyMb_60yBXqIjKvwvdKSfJansJzTRdk32cMQXwoekYXa8XfE9XJrlosjQRCZqHhIHa46qKpxgihwT03wvRRB9aZM2fM8ulCyempBbMEEhEeZSa9FFyK2Ye6FZQTkaUhunfwdbN220G67Y/s1600/HappyTree034.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIyMb_60yBXqIjKvwvdKSfJansJzTRdk32cMQXwoekYXa8XfE9XJrlosjQRCZqHhIHa46qKpxgihwT03wvRRB9aZM2fM8ulCyempBbMEEhEeZSa9FFyK2Ye6FZQTkaUhunfwdbN220G67Y/s320/HappyTree034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465961419142816274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Lagi, kita foto2 di sana. Bener2 menyenangkan spending time with my girls and Kim. Rasanya semua cape dan letih semasa UTS kebakar habis, apalagi sama film yang kita tonton. Film gila ngocol abis.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDrrgPkLQKViiHuJ3KLzkJ51ZDhCw-2Em9kNHeM281sWZQDq8yv4J3cPAhyphenhyphenpfMF06V1V66KHw0MGJP2XzYtmyUHlNDTG8XKIaPB-CM3UzlHUEqFejuQnyjG7p7pT1Vx2Sps78CTz84vIUu/s1600/cop.out.movie.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDrrgPkLQKViiHuJ3KLzkJ51ZDhCw-2Em9kNHeM281sWZQDq8yv4J3cPAhyphenhyphenpfMF06V1V66KHw0MGJP2XzYtmyUHlNDTG8XKIaPB-CM3UzlHUEqFejuQnyjG7p7pT1Vx2Sps78CTz84vIUu/s320/cop.out.movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462797368880052018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">saat milih film dan Feli melihat poster ini, yang dikatakan malah, </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">"kog yg 1 idungnya gede, yg 1 lagi kecil?"</span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJZ6C574w3bdFvkiSlt6k3AbH_lwDcfNDQGc5XB21oEpifrOSitFSsoqH3xPovZ6tJ5H4FNm4I406CItAQ0YJmriwh3lcHdCfuGlHy7zPJuIJtWlacx1DlUWktmCiBMMzuS_xDTf7GOkuE/s1600/Cop-Out.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJZ6C574w3bdFvkiSlt6k3AbH_lwDcfNDQGc5XB21oEpifrOSitFSsoqH3xPovZ6tJ5H4FNm4I406CItAQ0YJmriwh3lcHdCfuGlHy7zPJuIJtWlacx1DlUWktmCiBMMzuS_xDTf7GOkuE/s320/Cop-Out.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462797735396150738" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbzynVqTkmEDuWUOEzFo_S2p0-umqMjCLVu3-NvzCX3iVxv5fxKNLahyphenhypheno1B2t2ONvC4fRmwuR8OoUiqRXmdFMPYeAbcIlW2G5pfbCV6PAyhP2wvmcPGQQ4h-QhyphenhyphenqIyD6LVrXywfQZOKk-i/s1600/Cop-Out-Premiere.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbzynVqTkmEDuWUOEzFo_S2p0-umqMjCLVu3-NvzCX3iVxv5fxKNLahyphenhypheno1B2t2ONvC4fRmwuR8OoUiqRXmdFMPYeAbcIlW2G5pfbCV6PAyhP2wvmcPGQQ4h-QhyphenhyphenqIyD6LVrXywfQZOKk-i/s320/Cop-Out-Premiere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462798019425177266" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">i like this guy, he's just so funny<br /></span></div><br />Habis itu kita ngalor-ngidul aja seisi TA, beredar k sana ke mari sampai akhirnya pulang dan ngajar lagi. Dan bad newsnya, saya rasa stress akan kembali mendera saya since my student is getting closer to his final exams. Then why must i think of it? Its just his bussiness. Cause im done with mine.<br /><br />Tambahan, saya rasa saya kembali ke masa SMP di mana saya dan teman saya bicara soal pria. Di pagi hari, saya melihat hal yang indah. Namun menjelang hari gelap, matahari toh tetap tenggelam. Saya melihat sepasangan sedang memilih<br /><br />CINCIN<br /><br />*<span style="font-style: italic;">gubrak</span>*<br /><br />Masih dicari, pria single-baik-sayang kuarga-rajin menabung-berwawasan luas-sipit-putih-tinggi-tajir-atletis-rambut spike-seagama dan enak dilihat. (amin)<br /><br />Jadi ingat teman SMA saya, yang suka sama cowo botak. XD<br /><br />Am i look like a desperate house wife? hahaha..Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-58516694994726882062010-04-05T01:31:00.002+07:002010-04-05T01:53:21.519+07:00Qing MingHari ini 5 April. Dua tahun yang lalu, mungkin ini adalah hari istimewa yang patut dirayakan, tapi masa lalu tinggal kenangan. Yang pasti, 5 April selalu menjadi hari di mana umat Tiong Hoa memperingati leluhur mereka, atau dikenal dengan sebutan Cheng Beng.<br /><br />Kemarin saat kelas Muda-mudi, Pandita Chen bercerita tentang asal mulanya peringatan tersebut, hal ini dikaitkan dengan kesetiaan dan bakti.<br /><br /><blockquote>Cerita pertama, tentang seorang Cie Ce Tui (maklumi spellingnya). Pada masa kerajaan Cin, Raja Cin hendak membunuh anaknya yaitu Pangeran Cin. Lalu Pangeran kabur diikuti pengikut-pengikutnya yang setia. Lalu mereka bersembunyi di suatu tempat di luar kerajaan. Pangeran dan yang lainnya tidak punya makanan. Melihat Pangerannya kelaparan, Cie lalu memotong daging di pahanya dan dimasak untuk Pangeran. Pangeran makan dengan lahap, namun akhirnya ia sadar, mengapa begitu banyak pengikutnya yang kelaparan, tapi ia bisa mendapat sepotong daging? Akhirnya diketahui, Cie telah berkorban karena kesetiaannya pada Pangeran. Maka ia berterima kasih.<br /><br />Suatu ketika, Pangeran pergi ke Kerajaan Ching, di mana rajanya memperlakukan ia dengan sangat baik, sehingga Pangeran merasakan kenikmatan dan tak mau kembali ke Kerajaan Cin. Cie merasa Pangeran salah. Ia adalah orang Cin, namun ia bersenang-senang di Kerajaan Ching. Cie membujuk Pangeran untuk pulang, namun ia tak mau. Sampai suatu hari Pangeran mabuk dan dibawa Cie pulang ke Cin.<br /><br />Setelah kembali, Pangeran Cin diangkat menjadi Raja Cin menggantikan ayahnya. Pangeran Cin sangat senang dan berterimakasih pada Cie serta bermaksud memberikan jabatan tinggi pada Cie. Namun Cie selalu menolak saat rumahnya didatangi Pangeran.<br /><br />Pangeran tidak putus asa hingga Cie kabur ke pegunungan untuk menghindar. Tak lupa ia membawa serta ibunya ke gunung. Gunung yang besar itu, sulit untuk mencari dan memaksa Cie untuk pulang dan menjadi pejabat. Akhirnya Pangeran Cin membakar hutan di gunung tersebut sehingga jika terancam Cia akan keluar hutan.<br /><br />Hutan dibakar. Namun dibakarpun Cie tidak keluar. Ia memeluk ibunya di bawah satu pohon hingga keduanya tewas terbakar. Setelah dicari, Pangeran menemukan jenazah Cie memeluk ibunya. Hatinya begitu sedih.<br /><br />Ia menggunakan kayu dari pohon tempat Cie tewas itu dibuat menjadi sepatu dan dikenakan setiap hari untuk mengenang Cie.<br /><br />Dan juga, sebab Cie meninggal karena api, Pangeran memerintah seluruh rakyat, setiap tanggal itu, seluruh negeri tidak boleh menyalakan api dan memasak. Maka setiap Cheng Beng, biasanya masyarakat makan makanan yang dingin. Seperti sekarang ini saat sembahyang Cheng Beng, biasanya orang makan hidangan yang dingin.<br /></blockquote><br />Cerita kedua adalah asal mula papan nisan.<br /><br /><blockquote>Ada seorang petani bernama Ding Lan (atau Ding Nan??) yang terus bekerja di sawah, Perilakunya kasar dan emosian, Ayahnya sudah tua dan tidak kuat bekerja di sawah, maka ayahnya hanya mengantarkan makan kepada Ding Lan.<br /><br />Bila datang terlalu cepat, makanan akan dingin. Maka Ding Lan memukul ayahnya.<br />Bila datang terlambat, Ding sudah lapar. Maka Ding Lan memukul ayahnya juga.<br /><br />Suatu ketika saat beristirahat, Ding Lan melihat anak gagak yang dapat merawat dan memberi induknya makan. Ia baru tersadar, ayahnya setiap hari mengantarkannya makanan, tapi ia masih memukul ayahnya. Bahwa ia kalah pada burng gagak.<br /><br />Maka ia memutuskan untuk memperbaiki diri. Saat itu ayahnya bari datang, agak terlambat. Ding Lan meluhat ayahnya datang lalu berniat untuk menghampiri ayahnya dan bersujud mohon ampun. Dari sawah, Ding Lan lari ke arah ayahnya. Ayahnya takut setngah mati, takut dipukul Ding Lan sampai mati. Maka ia pun kabur. Sampai pada ujungnya di sungai. Ayahnya memutuskan untuk melompat ke sungai daripada dipukul mati anaknya sendiri.<br /><br />Ding Lan begitu sedih dan ikut melompat mencari ayahnya. Namun tidak dapat ditemukan. Ia hanya menemukan sebuah papan kayu dan dibawanya pulang,<br /><br />Ia sedih sekali dan berharap ayahnya ada dengannya. Maka ia menulis nama ayahnya pada kayu yang ia temukan di sungai, Setiap hari ia mempersembahkan makanan untuk papan itu yang ia anggap sebagai papanya. Sejak itulah, masyarakat penggunakan papan nisan untuk sembahyang.</blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-14299164267233635072010-04-04T23:29:00.006+07:002010-04-05T00:13:22.589+07:00Girls Night Out<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRXKWP6crf5cdZ2iVUjcUY1hedeHf34P1P5N8MAaUOiZHdHZ9NiyT_L8rhVaDRJxz5Xd6xMBO0ItgBLO9CJPIb8AqCdpt-PIUFXnkY9PbFmCib59uuIqmjOEIpjmQgN1eerUojtPntHq1z/s1600/dsc_0742.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRXKWP6crf5cdZ2iVUjcUY1hedeHf34P1P5N8MAaUOiZHdHZ9NiyT_L8rhVaDRJxz5Xd6xMBO0ItgBLO9CJPIb8AqCdpt-PIUFXnkY9PbFmCib59uuIqmjOEIpjmQgN1eerUojtPntHq1z/s320/dsc_0742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456330693460112114" border="0" /></a><br />Well, kemarin adalah hari Ulang Tahun Dewi Kwan Im. Jadi kami semua ke fothang untuk sembahyang memperingatinya. Satu lagu, satu lirik di dalamnya, dan itu sangat berbekas di benak say :<br /><blockquote><span style="font-style: italic;">Zao liang bie ren, yao ran shao ce ji </span><br />(bagaikan sebatang lilin, membakar dirinya sendiri demi menerangi orang lain)Itulah kemuliaan Dewi Kwan Im. Di mana ada kesulitan, di situ beliau muncul dan membantu kita.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsjrAMDQjFeNC9D5GTV2L4y-W0H73L9hS3fWGVRAarRzXwPnVDNBVKBbYQTcxcw6fBlXmaN-kadOpB1y6Rw7wj9koVfN1IXcWP665Z_nqcy2dS4ZGx2VRXBXKs0NyT37KmxuO_agpEen-5/s1600/candle-flame-and-reflection.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsjrAMDQjFeNC9D5GTV2L4y-W0H73L9hS3fWGVRAarRzXwPnVDNBVKBbYQTcxcw6fBlXmaN-kadOpB1y6Rw7wj9koVfN1IXcWP665Z_nqcy2dS4ZGx2VRXBXKs0NyT37KmxuO_agpEen-5/s320/candle-flame-and-reflection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456331322378512706" border="0" /></a><br /></blockquote><br />Sayangnya, bukan itu yang akan saya bahas secara detil di post kali ini. Sebenarnya, hal yang terjadi sepulang kebaktian lah yang akan saya babarkan di sini. Sementara di Blowfish terjadi kericuhan yang memakan korban jiwa, di Perdana Tower *<span style="font-style: italic;">halah</span>* terjadi pula kericuhan yang merupakan ulah 4 gadis belia yang berobsesi selebriti.<br /><br />Well, tak lain tak bukan saya, adik saya dan dua tante girang saya itu. Kami menghabiskan waktu mengubah ruang tamu menjadi, ya sebut saja sebuah studio mini, di mana kami berhimpitan berusaha masuk ke dalam sorotan kamera. Belum lagi merombak sebagian kecil susunan tarian kami dan walhasil, jadilah serangkaian gerakan kocak ala amatiran. Mau dibandingkan dengan asli, mungkin bisa dianalogikan langit bumi.<br /><br />Belum lagi aksi kocak tante kecil saya, di mana gesturenya yang terlalu natural dan ternyata tersorot kamera membuat kami 'ricuh'<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;" >1</span> semalam suntuk.<br /><br />Lalu setelah dirasa cukup memungkinkan, kami pun berganti kostum *<span style="font-style: italic;">omaiiigat!</span>* dan memasang emblem kami, pita-segede-bagong-di-kepala, dan mari kita berdansa!<br /><br />Kami melakukan beberapa kali take dan setelah dirasa cape, kami mengevaluasi rekaman2 konyol itu. Barulah saya sadar, kostum oke, emblem yahud, tapi jari-jari kaki kami telanjang! Kami ke gudang sepatu tante saya, dan naik dengan 'ricuh'<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">2</span></span>. Jadilah sepanjang malam itu, malam terincuh of the month!<br /><br />Selesai bervideo, kami melakukan photoshot bak supermodel. Berbagai pose dan gaya tercipta dalam layar kecil Olympus tante saya. Sayang sekali saya tidak bawa Canon! Dan setelah kami lihat hasilnya, kembali kami 'ricuh'<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;" >3</span>.<br /><br />Begitulah malam ricuh kami. Benar-benar kami rasakan, ternyata jadi artis itu gada enaknya. Kerja keras sampe tengah malam dan insyaoloh hasilnya akan layak tayang. *<span style="font-style: italic;">zzzz</span>*<br /><br />Kami tidur pukul 2 dini hari.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">1) ricuh = tertawa terpingkal-pingkal karena melihat adegan aib<br />2) ricuh = bunyi teplak teplok tok tok tok dari high heels<br />3) ricuh = tertawa ngakak akibat lihat hasil photoshot yang abnormal, misalnya tampak seperti penampakan dengan kepala kurang tampak atau dengan tubuh melayang dan kaki tak tampak entah di mana.</span><br /><br /><br />image menyusul setelah di make over!<br />video untuk kalangan sendiri no publication.<br />---------------------------------------------<br /><br />Bangun jam 9 karena alarm. Menyeduh secangkir kapucino dan menyeruputnya dengan sebungkus Tango coklat, aduhai nikmatnya. Sekejap sudah siang, kami pun melanjutkan mahakarya debut kami ini.<br /><br />Wajah kami dipermak dengan tenaga ahli dengan kosmetik import dan hasilnya cukup memuaskan walau ternyata rada-rada blur gimana gitu. Ya, itulah teknologi. Nothing's impossible BUT nobody's perfect. *<span style="font-style: italic;">nyambungnya</span>?*<br /><br />Begini, waktu sudah semakin siang, jem 1 kurang kami berangkat ternyata kami telat. Kebaktian sudah dimulai dan kami pun mengikuti dengan khidmat. Lagi, kelas Muda-Mudi. Entah mengapa, i got no passion anymore. Yaaaaaa...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-43538752156152970062010-04-01T20:54:00.001+07:002010-04-01T20:57:34.340+07:00The Fact Is...Sebaiknya pesan ini ditempelkan di cermin kamar mandimu supaya dibaca tiap pagi. Mungkin kau tak menyadarinya, tapi ini 100% benar adanya.<br /><br />1. Paling tidak ada 2 orang di dunia ini yang bersedia mati untukmu.<br /><br />2. Paling tidak ada 15 orang di dunia ini yang mencintaimu dengan cara mereka masing-masing.<br /><br />3. Satu2nya alasan kenapa seseorang benci padamu adalah karena dia sangat ingin sepertimu.<br /><br />4. Senyuman darimu dapat membawa kegembiraan kepada orang lain, walaupun mereka tidak suka padamu.<br /><br />5. Setiap malam, SESEORANG memikirkanmu sebelum dia pergi tidur.<br /><br />6. Kau adalah dunianya seseorang.<br /><br />7. Kau istimewa dan unik bagi seseorang.<br /><br />8. Seseorang yang bahkan tidak kau sadari hadir di dunia ini, mencintaimu.<br /><br />9. Ketika kau melakukan kesalahan besar, ingatlah ada sesuatu pelajaran baik dari kesalahan itu.<br /><br />10. Ketika kau berpikir bahwa seluruh dunia meninggalkanmu cobalah pandang ke arah lain.<br /><br />11. Cobalah ingat semua pujian yang kau terima. Tapi lupakan hinaan.<br /><br /><br />Teman-teman baik selalu seperti bintang,<br />Kau tak selalu bisa dekat dengannya,<br />Tapi kau tahu mereka selalu di sana untukmu.<br />"Ketika Tuhan menutup salah satu pintuNya Dia selalu membuka pintu pintu lainnya, Walaupun terkadang perjalanan kesana seperti neraka”<br /><br />Lebih baik saya menerima sekuntum bunga dan kata-kata manis dari seorang teman pada saat saya masih disini, daripada 1 truk bunga ketika saya sudah pergi.<br /><br />Happiness keeps You Sweet,<br />Trials keep You Strong,<br />Sorrows keep You Human,<br />Failures keeps You Humble,<br />Success keeps You Glowing.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">credit : a note posted by a friend</span> at FaceBookUnknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-26932771659003068022010-04-01T20:00:00.004+07:002010-04-01T20:11:04.476+07:00Leukosit --- the joke<blockquote>Kate : ci, emang kita punya darah putih?<br />Me : punya donk<br />Kate : yang jadi nanah ya?<br />Me : iya, soalnya dia yang melawan kuman, kalau dia mati, jadi nanah. kek jerawat. (<span style="font-style: italic;">menunjuk ke jerawat baru tumbuh di pipi</span>)<br />Boss : kamu kalau punya nanah, disayang-sayang, jangan dipecahin. (<span style="font-style: italic;">sambil otak-atik laptopnya</span>)<br />Me & Kate : ???<br />Boss : Kan dia pahlawan!</blockquote><br />Sekali lagi ditekankan, don't judge a book by it's cover. Wajah berwibawa dan gagah bukan berarti ga punya selera humor lho!<br /><br />Baidewei, hari ini saya ngajar jem 5 karena ada Kamis Putih dan yang pentingnya, saya GAJIAN! Namungaji itu langsung ludes untuk bayar hutang ke adik saya dan hanya menyisakan kurang dari 10%nya saja untuk saya. Nasibku tahun ini rada buruk ya rasanya. Anyway, tetap harus bersyukur lho!<br /><br />Ohya, hari ini rencananya mau ke Cheese Cake Factory tapi tidak jadi dan sebagai gantinya kita nongkrong di C3 seperti biasa. Haha! Dan lagi kami memaksakan diri masuk kelas jam 1, akhirnya diusir mentah-mentah sama dosen dan disuruh nunggu sampai jam 2. Malunya udah ga nanggung2 dah.<br /><br />Sebenarnya ada beberapa foto kawan saya berinisial FW yang akrab kami sapa Zubaidah. Foto tentang penganiayaannya sebagai Jinny Oh Jinny, namun saya tak tega sekaligus takut di sue. Kapok saya bermain terlali sadis di dunia maya, salah-salah putus hubungan sahabat.<br /><br />Sebagai penutup, satu cerita non-fiksi di kelas Management, saat absen mau pulang,<br /><blockquote>Dosen : Angel Lamanda<br />Me : (<span style="font-style: italic;">angkat tangan tanda hadir</span>)<br />Dosen : Ini si Angel rajin ngirimin saya kado nih di Petsos.<br />Kelas : (<span style="font-style: italic;">ketawa</span>)<br />Dosen : Kamu mau nyogok saya ya?<br />Kelas : (<span style="font-style: italic;">ketawa</span>)<br />Me : (<span style="font-style: italic;">ketawa</span>)</blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-56742702751482913622010-03-28T23:18:00.008+07:002010-03-29T00:18:59.084+07:00Mukaku PasaranSeorang kawan mengingatkan saya bahwa saya punya blog! OMG sudah berapa lama saya absen dr dunia perblogan ini?<br /><br />Beberapa kisah akan saya angkat hari ini, dimulai dr masalah pribadi, kuliah, sampai rohani. Tuntaskan!<br /><br />Pertama, saya mau kasih selamat ke tante saya yang telah ceramah dengan sangat kocak dan menghibur. SALUTE! Tanteku itu entah sejak kapan has turned into someone so crazy that she made everyone stay awake and laughing all the way! You ROCK, aunt!<br /><br />Kedua, masalah lemak yang timbunannya makin tebal dan menyebar ke seluruh penjuru tubuh saya ini. Ketara sekali dan saya benci itu. Saat baca majalah : secangkir yoghurt plain dapat menyerap kalori dari sebuah burger cukup menghibur. Tapi mau tau apa yang saya makan esok harinya? Seporsi besar spaghetti jamur saus krim yang krimnya ga kira-kira. Belum lagi kue segala rupa dan soto di fothang!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7EaPd5WruV0i5QQQY-S1jD60bLUUgqQPsnw91BQPelVBghMZulP8PY3sOPXAuMo70d_iX2IAd98Tlh7HHnMUrsqAs2uQC-XoKFiM57JBKA05BhPIUaGVNFkZAlqPbAuRT1LqbBNOUp_9b/s1600/20090604174811259.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7EaPd5WruV0i5QQQY-S1jD60bLUUgqQPsnw91BQPelVBghMZulP8PY3sOPXAuMo70d_iX2IAd98Tlh7HHnMUrsqAs2uQC-XoKFiM57JBKA05BhPIUaGVNFkZAlqPbAuRT1LqbBNOUp_9b/s320/20090604174811259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453733377780539314" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLZenWNR7lncOM4ytz9BnM90HkEGnTJrjSQw8xNrVl7rqwLwdz3-kQT6EQmcMVCW1PSDe0k5UPWbSYEq2sR0iFJbISx3JZOAtm3HVNavaMdQcjwyV29kp9W8FBhSF3ZiyNy10OkV8Cog5/s1600/hamburger66c.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHLZenWNR7lncOM4ytz9BnM90HkEGnTJrjSQw8xNrVl7rqwLwdz3-kQT6EQmcMVCW1PSDe0k5UPWbSYEq2sR0iFJbISx3JZOAtm3HVNavaMdQcjwyV29kp9W8FBhSF3ZiyNy10OkV8Cog5/s320/hamburger66c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453733448534342658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" >a cup of yoghurt is enough<br />to make you innocent for eating a burger!</span><br /><br /><br />Masalah pribadi, saya mulai bosan dipanggil Dessy Ratnasari. Hellloooo? Samakan saya dengan tante2! Wajah saya seboros itukah? Entah kalangan teman kuliah, sampai saudara semua berkata itu. Padahal saya ga punya hubungan darah setetespun dengan Tante Dessy. *<span style="font-style: italic;">zzz</span>*<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">main actress : Dessy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4XXJET2rtg375pazpf38LNL63nQS2OpdIteKECAeHzq4PVMjWnLlT6JcMfJq5zBphT8qeD3hiarqAlUUEdmB8Z3jAgkCQ90UbzIKrDqIx7u26QnVGvT-aEkzrvU8hNdGZmQ54ybWPFz69/s1600/desybowo_200.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4XXJET2rtg375pazpf38LNL63nQS2OpdIteKECAeHzq4PVMjWnLlT6JcMfJq5zBphT8qeD3hiarqAlUUEdmB8Z3jAgkCQ90UbzIKrDqIx7u26QnVGvT-aEkzrvU8hNdGZmQ54ybWPFz69/s320/desybowo_200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453731051589413490" border="0" /></a> Ratnasari<br /><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIJQpLW7P55m5kYo4Cx3S6iEUY-Z2OKK7Gj3bnDpr88LWp4kX56fbHsFwJq7uua5TajU5taQJWiAJB-Vufc21lbP3ZWd_cv5JyB2z2UaE3TzoPft6csmEcVLlnAKQkJXNcGDdUvkF1w307/s1600/25182_1339812089392_1053852468_1016948_5054486_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIJQpLW7P55m5kYo4Cx3S6iEUY-Z2OKK7Gj3bnDpr88LWp4kX56fbHsFwJq7uua5TajU5taQJWiAJB-Vufc21lbP3ZWd_cv5JyB2z2UaE3TzoPft6csmEcVLlnAKQkJXNcGDdUvkF1w307/s320/25182_1339812089392_1053852468_1016948_5054486_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453731805587760178" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">competitor : Angel, says "Watch out, Mbak. Lahanmu bisa kuambil :p"</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">SUMPAH, saya bingung sampai jungkir balik. Di mana letak kemiripan kami berdua, selain pada rambut dan gender?<br /><br /></div></div><br />Lalu masalah kerjaan, belum lagi tugas2 kuliah saya kelar (maksud saya, feeding my pet and its pets in pet society is more interesting than doing those boring stuffs) saya sudah digerogoti garismati packaging teman saya. Brrrrr... Mana ANOKI (this name in for K40IN my lappie) kaga ada kerja samanya pake rusak segala selama 2-3 hari di mana saya benar2 terisolir dari dunia permayaan *<span style="font-style: italic;">halah</span>* dan saya harus mengorbankan waktu saya yang berharga itu untuk berleha-leha padahal kalau ga rusak ,pasti kerjaan saya sudah kelar. *<span style="font-style: italic;">nyengir 10 cm</span>*<br /><br />Kemarin saya menghabiskan waktu di kampus setengah hari lebih, untuk mengerjakan tugas AV, shooting film pendek. Kami menggunakan Rain dan Chun yang sebagai model *<span style="font-style: italic;">hah!</span>* dan hasilnya kocak banget!! Saat berniat untuk mulai belajar Premier dan mengeditnya, tapi apa mau di kata, saya kurang teguh pada niatan hati *<span style="font-style: italic;">sigh!</span>*<br /><br />Hari ini saya habis mengikuti kelas Qing Ming di mana kami menghormati para leluhur dan membacakan parita untuk mereka. Yang aka saya bahas bukan itu, tapi sepenggal kutipan dari Pandita Chen :<br /><br /><blockquote>Menggunakan nyawa untuk mengejar yang ga penting, ibarat mengetapel burung bukan dengan batu tapi dengan emas. Ibarat dandan cakep2 pake dress mahal2, tapi cuman mau nebang pohon di hutan. Padahal pakai baju rombeng sekalipun ga masalah.<br /></blockquote><br /><br />Entah mengapa saya suka kata2 ini, mengingat saya suka maen game sampe tengah malam, padahal tujuannya ga jelas. OMG! Oh ya ada lagi yang sempat membuat saya terharu dan berkaca-kaca. Dari Pandita Chen juga :<br /><br /><blockquote>Dalam film Confisius, Kong Zi yang dalam keadaan serba sulit sedang mendorong gerobak lalu terjatuh saat berusaha menarik gerobaknya yang terjorok ke dalam lubang. Saat itu hujan deras. Orang pada umumnya akan menangis, tapi Kong Zi tersenyum walau agak kecut.</blockquote><br /><br />Cerita ini sangat menyentuh hati padahal saya sendiri tidak ngerti di mana menyentuhnya. Mungkin pada ketabahan dan kegigihan Kong Zi.<br /><br /><blockquote>Seorang umat di USA, wanita, hampir 90 thn, bercerita pada Pandita tentang ibunya. Umat ini sejak kecil telah ditinggal mati ayahnya. Ibunya membesarkannya seorang diri dalam ekonomi yang serba sulit. Namun dengan kerja keras mencuci baju org, menjahit, menambal baju org, ibunya dapat menyekolahkan umat ini hingga kuliah. Setelah tamat dan baru akan menghasilkan uang, ibu umat wanita ini meninggal. Umat wanita ini selalu sedih dan menangis kala mengingat ibunya. Bahwa ia tidak pernah dapat membalas budi baik ibunya tersebut.<br /></blockquote><br />Dikatakan, budi orang tua adalah budi yang tidak akan pernah habis dibalas oleh anaknya. Namun, untuk perkara umat ini, hanya ada 1 cara untuk membalas kebaikan ibunya, yaitu dengan membina diri sebaik2nya. Dengan menjadi seorang pembina yang baik, ibunya pasti akan tenang di sana. Itu juga sudah merupakan satu bentuk balas budi.<br /><br />Dikatakan lagi, manusia yang dapat berbahagia adalah manusia yang tahu bersyukur. Kita harus bersyukur pada 4 hal berikut :<br />Langit, sebab tanpa matahari, bintang dan segala pergerakan langit, kita tidak dapat hidup.<br />Bumi, sebab kita makan dari tanaman di tanah, kita tinggal dan menginjak2 tanah, kita mengekskresikan zat sisa kita kepada tanah, bahkan saat menjadi jenazah pun, tanah yang menerima kita.<br />Orang tua , sebab budi2 luhur dan tak terhingganya dalam membesarkan menghidupi kita dan mendidik kita dengan kasih sayangnya.<br />Satu lagi saya lupa!!!<br /><br />Entah kenapa, saya senang saat mendengar ceramah dan merasa semuanya benar, lalu akan saya postingkan di sini, tapi saya selalu lupa untuk mencatatnya dulu di notes. Saya selalu lupa membawa notes!<br /><br />Ohya, setelah kelas Qing Ming, kami makan malam di Iton MK untuk merayakan ultah ibunda Tante saya sekaligus ajang kumpul2 dengan saudara2 sekalian. Teteeeep, foto terus, makan terus! Biar vegetarian, namanya makan ga bisa ditahan! Pokok'e MAKNYUSSS!<br /><br />---Bonus---<br />au tau nama korea kamu? Menurut <a href="http://www.kaskus.us/showthread.php?s=81aa94c57c6823f2dc47b3587b4c3af4&t=2266946">link di kaskus</a> ini nama Korea saya adalah Jung Hye Bin. Dan saya iseng search di Google. muncullah foto ini<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6xHN01h4o2mRcsT2rtyFXBQUKkl0pcgkj1tzr26dAGgLzrK07Fvl9C8di-OWvNLOffYQ_6i_VRJi97mtoGs6SqZM-Tf7xwRyrwHY2MjtqMHmjaMyLFH8qiN9xzoX5a50TjY4PHmYfHfK_/s1600/2652b894183740_full.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6xHN01h4o2mRcsT2rtyFXBQUKkl0pcgkj1tzr26dAGgLzrK07Fvl9C8di-OWvNLOffYQ_6i_VRJi97mtoGs6SqZM-Tf7xwRyrwHY2MjtqMHmjaMyLFH8qiN9xzoX5a50TjY4PHmYfHfK_/s320/2652b894183740_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453730146896232578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">batinku berkata : lho? ini kan yang jadi saingan cintanya Han Ga In di Witch YoHee.<br />Bolehlah nama gue, seleb banget!</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-62810728132079794382010-03-14T18:14:00.002+07:002010-03-14T18:36:30.961+07:00Long WeekendIt's just another Sunday that i went to temple and had some things that important enough to be written. My auntie's turn today and she did well.<br /><br />But the 1 i would like to write is about the discuccion on Youth Class. My new friend discussed something about letting people feel comfortable at our temple and not to go away from there.<br /><br />Just let me write in Indonesian coz this gonna be a little messy to be done in English.<br /><br /><blockquote>Jenis-jenis orang yang tidak bisa berhasil dalam membina diri :<br /><br />Orang yang punya BANYAK TANDA TANYA tidak akan pernah berhasil dalam membina diri. Lalu Mama tante saya itu memberikan 1 contoh umat yang sudah lamaaa tidak pernah menampakkan batang hidungnya. Saya akui awalnya saya kagum pada sikap kritisnya, namun menurut ibu tante saya, org itu tidak akan pernah memulai membina bila ia terus bertanya dan terus meragukan. Terbukti memang, ia tidak pernah tampak lagi.<br /><br />Orang yang MUDAH TERSINGGUNG juga tidak akan lama bertahan di fothang. Seringkali ceramah2 yang disampaikan menusuk seseorang tanpa sengaja. Padahal yang berceramah tidak tahu menahu masalah si A. Tapi si A merasa sedang disindir, bila ia berkearifan, syukur2 ia merubah diri. Kalau dia berpandangan sempit, yg terjadi adalah ia tidak akan mau datang ke fothang lg.<br /><br />Orang yang punya TUJUAN TERTENTU ke fothang tidak akan berhasil. Mau cari jodoh? Kekayaan? Bisnis? Sebab saat tidak tercapai, kita akan kehilangan motivasi untuk pergi ke fothang, akhirnya...? Nothing. Datanglah dengan hati tulus tanpa imbalan, sebab Tuhan akan memberi lebih dari apa yang kita korbankan.</blockquote><br /><br />Beberapa kisah nyata telah saya lihat sendiri, orang2 sekitar saya mundur dari kalangan ini dengan alasan yang macam-macam jenisnya. Alibi seseorang hanya ia yang tahu, sebab sebenarnya bila ia memutuskan hengkang dari kalangan ini, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">kerugian</span> ada padanya.<br /><br />Saya akui, saya mudah tersinggung, namun saya tidak pernah banyak tanya. Apa yang saya yakini benar, saya akan jalankan. Saya pun tak punya tujuan terselubung, hanya menjadikan rutinitas ini suatu kebiasaan, dan bermaksud menenangkan hati, untuk imbalannya, saya yakin Tuhan maha adil. Tanpa diminta, kita akan mendapatkannya.<br /><br /><blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Apa yang kau tanam, itulah yang kau tuai.</span></blockquote><br />Maka janganlah datang ke fothang untuk suatu tujuan ga jelas sebab saat tujuan itu sudah tercapai atau malah tidak mungkin tercapai, kita akan mundur teratur dengan sendirinya. Sebaliknya, tanamkan tujuan ke fothang adalah menjadikan diri seperti para suci, hauslah akan ilmu, rendahkan hati dan jadikan rutinitas beribadah ini sebagai suatu kebutuhan hidup. Maka kau akan terus bersama Tuhan.<br /><br />They were planning about Mother's Day occasssion and Year End trip. I feel nothing. *<span style="font-style: italic;">hambar</span>*Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-14794417969055706902010-03-07T22:46:00.004+07:002010-03-07T23:01:27.862+07:00Wedding at NelayanTonight, we celebrate our friend's wedding at Nelayan. They both looked so great, and the bride's niece was sooooo cuteeeee, i wanna squeeze her chubby cheek. Her dress was so beautiful and simple, i want to have one. :]<br /><br />I wore the wrong dress, i felt uncomfortable with that large-waving-waving skirt. It's so annoying. I couldnt even walked naturally that my Mom called me and said, "Please don't act like queen of prawn!"<br /><br />The ceremony was so simple, fast and people went home immediately after the food was out of stock. We took some pictures there. Enjoy :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKURDsDmNw6lGo-a89BqV7ltlM0PXqCYGn502dIqoWIWuu1PBZVo5R1GTg4tooTJZDafvanxpmjEHcBeX4_umtuFs7aPZcUCXWTGnfzLoSxgplK6HCIN1LuVoehgns6fZK71b9WZckHt0t/s1600-h/P3070016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKURDsDmNw6lGo-a89BqV7ltlM0PXqCYGn502dIqoWIWuu1PBZVo5R1GTg4tooTJZDafvanxpmjEHcBeX4_umtuFs7aPZcUCXWTGnfzLoSxgplK6HCIN1LuVoehgns6fZK71b9WZckHt0t/s320/P3070016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445921390651633410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjKOoT5H4qqKXvc2FPpJdcfVRyYZUl5_KcEy95K6PJs3bV_KGPt_0XbBMlFwJaQpktU35NSDcqM5_ErlUC_MHk4HRL68wqPovi26hvl1OM5Tlfna_gnxwV0KsT79VbPoz2kHUTt29GDLu-/s1600-h/P3070011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjKOoT5H4qqKXvc2FPpJdcfVRyYZUl5_KcEy95K6PJs3bV_KGPt_0XbBMlFwJaQpktU35NSDcqM5_ErlUC_MHk4HRL68wqPovi26hvl1OM5Tlfna_gnxwV0KsT79VbPoz2kHUTt29GDLu-/s320/P3070011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445920409163243826" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-18124630131276053512010-03-07T16:28:00.003+07:002010-03-07T16:49:00.543+07:00Case Closed with No Obvious EndingYayayaya, no more words to express this feeling. It was considered that case is closed, everything is fine and nothing to talk anymore, but dont ya know, its all happened on my site, people think im the one who make that flare. Yup, again, im the victim of people egoism.<br /><br /><blockquote>HC : Angel, kamu masukin foto apa? Katanya ribut2 ya?<br />Me : Fotonya c baik2 aja kog ci, tp komennya yg agak manas.<br />HC : Habis denger2 pada ribut2in foto kamu.<br />Me : Ga da hubungannya sama foto aku kog. Fotoku normal2 aja. Cuma foto rame2 biasa aja.</blockquote><br />Zzzzzzzzzz... Baidewei, hari ini saya menuntaskan tugas ceramah saya. Bahannya saya buat spesial untuk seseorang, temanya tentang 'Kasih Sayang'. Sayangnya, orang yang bersangkutan tidak mendengarnya. Ya, dia sibuk menyiapkan sesuatu. Agak kecewa, sebab sapa tau situasi bisa bertambah hot, atau malah bisa menyadarkan dia gitu ya.. Haha<br /><br />Udah ah, mulai sekarang saya kalau ngomong harus diayak lebih banyak lagi. Jangan sampai timbul kericuhan lagi. Kapok saya benar2 kapok. Terserah orang bilang apa, jangan ikut campur terlalu banyak dalam urusan orang, komentar juga ga perlu. Bagus jelek urusan dia, ga ada urusan sama kita. Pelajaran ini sangat amat berharga kan kukenang sepanjang masa sebagai suatu cermin dalam bersikap dan bertutur kata. Jangan sampai deh, amit-amit, saya jadi seperti dia.<br /><br /><blockquote>Never involve too much with people who lack of wisdom</blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-23218683732263425592010-03-04T23:21:00.003+07:002010-03-05T21:26:19.389+07:00Pedoman Murid yang BaikHari ini hari Jumat, saya seperti biasa kosong 4 jam di kampus. Kalau pada minggu sebelumnya saya selalu memanfaatkan waktu kosong dengan fitness, untuk kali ini tidak. Maksud saya, minggu ini saya tidak fitness sebab Mama meninggalkan cukup banyak stok makanan, hingga saya sebaiknya makan banyak dulu baru fitness lg. (lho kog??)<br /><br />Oke, karena Minggu nanti saya giliran ceramah, 4 jam ini saya gunakan untuk membaca dan membuat naskah ceramah saya. (well, ga sepenuhnya 4 jam c.. dikurangin waktu merenung diri, main rubiks, ngobrol dan ke wc)<br /><br />Buku yang saya baca kebetulan adalah Ti Zi Gui, yang isinya luar biasa bagaikan menggampar saya bolak balik atas bawah atas segala tindakan saya selama ini. Kali pertama saya membaca, saya merasa diberi warning. Kali ini saya membaca, saya juga merasa sedang dinasehati. Luar biasanya buku ini, selalu muncul saat saya butuh. Untuk menenangkan pikiran dan hati.<br /><br />Karena itulah, saya memutuskan untuk menjadikan buku ini proyek tugas akhir saya. kebetulan dibantu dosen saya yang baik hati, topik ini telah diterima :)<br /><br />AlhamdulilahUnknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8216680059859495964.post-12196134510748241502010-03-01T21:27:00.006+07:002010-03-02T23:05:01.129+07:00Bogoshipdago<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >记事本</span>--- kelly chen<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UUS4waNufDU&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UUS4waNufDU&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />翻看随身携带的记事本</span><br /><div class="cover"><div class="entry"><p>Fan kan sui shen xie dai de ji shi ben<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Flipping through the diary that I keep close to me</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">写著许多事都是关于你</span><br />Xie zhe xu duo shi dou shi guan yu ni<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">many things that I wrote regards you</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">你讨厌被冷落</span><br />Ni tao yan bei leng luo<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">How you are annoying and a pain to put up with</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">习惯被守候</span><br />Xi guan bei shou hou<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">You have a habit of being waited on</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">寂寞才找我</span><br />Ji mo cai zhao wo<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">For you only come to me when you’re lonely</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">我看见自己写下的心情</span><br />Wo kan jian zi ji xie xia de xin qing<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I look at the diary entries I wrote about my mood at that time</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">把自己放在卑微的后头</span><br />Ba zi ji fang zai bei wei de hou tou<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Putting myself down all the time</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">等你等太久</span><br />Deng ni deng tai jiu<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I have waited for you for too long</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">想你泪会流</span><br />Xiang ni lei hui liu<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I shed tears when thinking of you</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">而幸福快乐是什么</span><br />Er xing fu kuai le shi shen me<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">What does it feel like to be happy and fortunate?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">爱的痛了</span><br />Ai de tong le<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Those in love will feel the pain</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">痛的哭了</span><br />Tong de ku le<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Those who feel the pain will cry</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">哭的累了</span><br />Ku de lei le<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Those who cry will be shattered</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">日记本泪页页执著</span><br />Ri ji ben lei ye ye zhi zhe<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Page after page I write in my diary that I will not give up no matter how difficulty it is</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">记载著你的好</span><br />Ji zai zhe ni de hao<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I write about how good you are</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">像上瘾 的毒药</span><br />Xiang shang yin de du yao<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">You are like a drug that I am addicted to</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">它反覆骗著我</span><br />Ta fan fu pian zhe wo<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">He lies to me repeatedly</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">爱的痛了</span><br />Ai de tong le<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Those in love will feel the pain</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">痛的哭了</span><br />Tong de ku le<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Those who feel the pain will cry</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">哭的累了</span><br />Ku de lei le<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Those who cry will be shattered</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">矛盾心里总是强求</span><br />Mao dun xin li zong shi qiang jiu<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">The dilemmas in my heart keep repeating itself over</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">劝自己要放手</span><br />Quan zi ji yao fang shou<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I tell myself to let you go</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">闭上眼让你走</span><br />Bi shang yan rang ni zou<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Close my eyes and let you leave</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">烧掉日记重新来过</span><br />Shao diao ri ji zhong xin lai guo<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">To burn my diary and start again</span> </p> </div> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com