<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852</id><updated>2012-01-24T07:18:13.091-08:00</updated><category term='Movie Review'/><category term='Love n Friends'/><category term='Daily Mood'/><category term='Daily Bread'/><category term='Little Bit Update'/><category term='Little things that count'/><category term='Random Chat'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Comic Stripes'/><category term='My Wish List'/><category term='Seasonal'/><category term='Food Madness'/><category term='Paper Craft'/><category term='Romantic Mood'/><category term='Office Hours'/><category term='Creative Part'/><title type='text'>Dear Blogger,</title><subtitle type='html'>Let me tell you my story</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-5734693439028700730</id><published>2011-08-11T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T20:58:29.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Tekad baru!</title><content type='html'>Akhir2 ini internet menjadi semakin tidak membosankan!&lt;br /&gt;I just realize, there are more and more bloggers from Indonesia. Start from fashion blogger, beauty blogger, atau cuma yang sekedar cuap2. Dan entah kenapa, it seems fun to join the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from now on, I commit to update my blog at least one each week (yea, rite...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck everyone! *finger crossed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-5734693439028700730?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/5734693439028700730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/08/tekad-baru.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/5734693439028700730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/5734693439028700730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/08/tekad-baru.html' title='Tekad baru!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-6746488053051800434</id><published>2011-07-22T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T02:45:56.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office Hours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Arti waktu 5 menit</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Waktu &amp;amp; tempat: di kantor, saat deadline.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EN: Okeh, aku jam 17.05 pulangnya ya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;EV: hah? tanggung amat, pake lewat lima segala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EN: Tau tuh, tadi aku mau balik jem 17.00, disurunya jem 17.05 sama Mas WD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;EV: Ya ampunn,, Mas WD, cuma beda lima menit sih,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WD: ehhh... jangan salah, arti lima menit itu sama kayak angka 0 terakhir di satu juta!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata arti lima menit sebesar itu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-6746488053051800434?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/6746488053051800434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/07/arti-waktu-5-menit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6746488053051800434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6746488053051800434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/07/arti-waktu-5-menit.html' title='Arti waktu 5 menit'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-4627390601816818319</id><published>2011-07-05T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T03:02:49.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little things that count'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Part'/><title type='text'>Desktop Wallpaper 2011</title><content type='html'>My design was picked as one of Smashing Magazine Desktop Wallpaper for July 2011 edition!&lt;br /&gt;Yippi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H32HY7D8yJg/ThLge-SLrqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FvU7KHCRZ1Q/s1600/smashing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H32HY7D8yJg/ThLge-SLrqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FvU7KHCRZ1Q/s1600/smashing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XlQoZ2Cu0Bk/ThLgoI99EaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/OL-tZ8JKCzs/s1600/smash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XlQoZ2Cu0Bk/ThLgoI99EaI/AAAAAAAAAlU/OL-tZ8JKCzs/s1600/smash.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get paid or anything, but it's just nice to see one of my artwork was chosen.&lt;br /&gt;I even searched who faved my wallpaper (please tell me I'm not the only one who did this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIYtZeokq9s/ThLgads9H7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/DIvvs-a4qM8/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIYtZeokq9s/ThLgads9H7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/DIvvs-a4qM8/s1600/love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see it&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smashingmagazine.com/2011/06/30/desktop-wallpaper-calendar-july-2011/"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;as a proof that I'm not lying&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sorry for being such a tacky, I promise just once in a while :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my narcism,&lt;br /&gt;I'm using others wallpaper that I grabbed from Smashing Magazine as well,&lt;br /&gt;Put it as your wallpaper, you'll know why I vote it as my fav :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kQc-DuQ2Nc/ThLgb-lbPlI/AAAAAAAAAlM/C51a9jvnpEU/s1600/summer+nite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2kQc-DuQ2Nc/ThLgb-lbPlI/AAAAAAAAAlM/C51a9jvnpEU/s1600/summer+nite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-4627390601816818319?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/4627390601816818319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/07/desktop-wallpaper-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/4627390601816818319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/4627390601816818319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/07/desktop-wallpaper-2011.html' title='Desktop Wallpaper 2011'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H32HY7D8yJg/ThLge-SLrqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FvU7KHCRZ1Q/s72-c/smashing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-712000755041646886</id><published>2011-06-20T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:55:32.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Action Speaks Louder than Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Suatu hari, Nyokap melihat ini:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_N7J5sCCe48/TgAu8ZEZHDI/AAAAAAAAAks/t-y-hJFQPiU/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_N7J5sCCe48/TgAu8ZEZHDI/AAAAAAAAAks/t-y-hJFQPiU/s1600/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jakarta-Kuala Lumpur: Rp. 297.000!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dan ternyata setelah diliat mulai dari pagi, siang, malam, harga yg ada di internet Air Asia malah begini:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJJ2S46fK7U/TgAu6gPpsLI/AAAAAAAAAko/Gb8bK0Cc_38/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJJ2S46fK7U/TgAu6gPpsLI/AAAAAAAAAko/Gb8bK0Cc_38/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sampai kebesokan harinya, Nyokap tetep aja ngotot minta kita buat cek harga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(note: sylvia adalah sang kakak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQxD2GqmsVo/TgAvx-0-UeI/AAAAAAAAAk0/I01NQhNDygI/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQxD2GqmsVo/TgAvx-0-UeI/AAAAAAAAAk0/I01NQhNDygI/s1600/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-712000755041646886?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/712000755041646886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/06/action-speaks-louder-than-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/712000755041646886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/712000755041646886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/06/action-speaks-louder-than-words.html' title='Action Speaks Louder than Words'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_N7J5sCCe48/TgAu8ZEZHDI/AAAAAAAAAks/t-y-hJFQPiU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-2422987581873469432</id><published>2011-06-09T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T01:57:25.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Mood'/><title type='text'>My Mood Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlDbyVqlqLc/TfCJyFn4gQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1WraCfbNTAc/s1600/badge.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlDbyVqlqLc/TfCJyFn4gQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1WraCfbNTAc/s320/badge.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really don't know what I feel right now. It's not between me and God anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Only God knows how I feel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-2422987581873469432?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/2422987581873469432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-really-dont-know-what-i-feel-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2422987581873469432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2422987581873469432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-really-dont-know-what-i-feel-right.html' title='My Mood Today'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlDbyVqlqLc/TfCJyFn4gQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1WraCfbNTAc/s72-c/badge.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-5238424558500306872</id><published>2011-06-08T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T02:01:36.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love n Friends'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jXWMj2f_D8I/TfCLoasqc6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/9V8TEJ00R6E/s1600/hepi+burstday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jXWMj2f_D8I/TfCLoasqc6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/9V8TEJ00R6E/s400/hepi+burstday.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-5238424558500306872?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/5238424558500306872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-7236267716912679135</id><published>2011-06-05T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T06:29:52.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I See The Kids In The Street,&lt;br /&gt;With Not Enough To Eat&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I, To Be Blind?&lt;br /&gt;Pretending Not To See&lt;br /&gt;Their Needs&lt;br /&gt;A Summer's Disregard,&lt;br /&gt;A Broken Bottle Top&lt;br /&gt;And A One Man's Soul&lt;br /&gt;They Follow Each Other On&lt;br /&gt;The Wind Ya' Know&lt;br /&gt;'Cause They Got Nowhere&lt;br /&gt;To Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I'm Gonna Make A Change,&lt;br /&gt;For Once In My Life&lt;br /&gt;It's Gonna Feel Real Good,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Make A Difference&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Make It Right . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;-Michael Jackson, Man in the mirror-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I think this is it, I'm going to do something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I can't pretend anymore that I don't see them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I just don't know where to start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-7236267716912679135?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-3830767800752620086</id><published>2011-05-04T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T02:53:53.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Ini namanya egois!</title><content type='html'>Kalau lagi nyetir mobil ada bajai nyelap nyelip, pasti langsung ngomel dan pidato soal tata tertib di jalan raya.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalau lagi naik bajai abangnya jalan melawan arus ngindarin macet, pasti langsung didukung dengan sepenuh hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata saya cuma memikirkan diri sendiri dan masalahnya,&lt;br /&gt;orang lain mikirin aja masalah diri sendiri....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-3830767800752620086?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/3830767800752620086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/05/ini-namanya-egois.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/3830767800752620086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/3830767800752620086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/05/ini-namanya-egois.html' title='Ini namanya egois!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-7662147397014093857</id><published>2011-04-24T04:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T04:40:50.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seasonal'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter Everyone!</title><content type='html'>Thank you for the cross Lord&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the price You paid&lt;br /&gt;Bearing all my sin and shame&lt;br /&gt;In love You came&lt;br /&gt;And gave amazing grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for this love Lord&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your nail pierced hands&lt;br /&gt;Washed me in Your cleansing flow&lt;br /&gt;Now all I know&lt;br /&gt;Your forgiveness and embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;Seated on the throne&lt;br /&gt;Crown You now with many crowns&lt;br /&gt;You reign victorious&lt;br /&gt;High and lifted up&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Son of God&lt;br /&gt;Darling of Heaven crucified&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-7662147397014093857?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/7662147397014093857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7662147397014093857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7662147397014093857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter-everyone.html' title='Happy Easter Everyone!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-8023132384919022476</id><published>2011-04-15T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T21:08:17.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>The Blue Jewel Called the Earth.</title><content type='html'>I've watched the video about this before.&lt;br /&gt;But still, everytime I saw this I'm still amazed about our universe truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLaLcGZgvRw/Tajz3__6ZiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/4aaJ7VieQGg/s1600/Earth_universe2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLaLcGZgvRw/Tajz3__6ZiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/4aaJ7VieQGg/s1600/Earth_universe2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;LORD, what are human beings that you care for them,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mere mortals that you think of them?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They are like a breath;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; their days are like a fleeting shadow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Psalm 144:3-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-8023132384919022476?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/8023132384919022476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-watch-video-about-this-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8023132384919022476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8023132384919022476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-watch-video-about-this-before.html' title='The Blue Jewel Called the Earth.'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLaLcGZgvRw/Tajz3__6ZiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/4aaJ7VieQGg/s72-c/Earth_universe2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-2189577097976737266</id><published>2011-04-14T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T09:09:47.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Yes, I cut my hair! Short!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnHMZWMAikM/TacYHEfC6HI/AAAAAAAAAj4/T0cEH_WsF9k/s1600/IMG_3235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnHMZWMAikM/TacYHEfC6HI/AAAAAAAAAj4/T0cEH_WsF9k/s320/IMG_3235.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2frd8AHvb8/TacZENOrsQI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Fruoq1Mmy6A/s1600/IMG_2415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2frd8AHvb8/TacZENOrsQI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Fruoq1Mmy6A/s400/IMG_2415.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8oAdDED7NQ/TacYK-sC5nI/AAAAAAAAAkA/-eNy8XTpQKw/s1600/IMG_2427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8oAdDED7NQ/TacYK-sC5nI/AAAAAAAAAkA/-eNy8XTpQKw/s400/IMG_2427.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Everytime people saw it, mostly asked me why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;and I'll tell you why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;For the quick escape I'll just say, I'm bored, want something new,, bla bla bla, one minute answer, and they accepted the excuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Here,&amp;nbsp;I'll tell you the real reason why I cut my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought (this is my opinion okay) the typical pretty girl should has a long straight hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The quote said, the crown of a woman is her hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;My mom thinks so, my friends think so, most guys think so, and I thought so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;But now I know my crown is deep in the heart and my shining glory is His cross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;It's just a self-proved action actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm breaking out from my rule of pretty girl should has long hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I have it short and I love it&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-2189577097976737266?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/2189577097976737266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/yes-i-cut-my-hair-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2189577097976737266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2189577097976737266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/yes-i-cut-my-hair-short.html' title='Yes, I cut my hair! Short!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnHMZWMAikM/TacYHEfC6HI/AAAAAAAAAj4/T0cEH_WsF9k/s72-c/IMG_3235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-8749020122733988129</id><published>2011-04-14T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T09:06:37.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little things that count'/><title type='text'>Gifts from Banjarmasin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One of the editorial team that works with me for &lt;a href="http://www.indofood.com/event/jingledare2011/index.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Indomie Jingle Dare 2011&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;project brought me souvenirs from Banjarmasin.&amp;nbsp;She was there for Jingle Dare's semi final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When she gave me these on Monday morning, I was like... really? For me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She just said, "To keep your spirit up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She gave me one cute traditional bag and a bracelet (with alphabet E on it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4Dzl5zcYRY/TacZuApTQZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cWQVhmrvqxM/s1600/tas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4Dzl5zcYRY/TacZuApTQZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cWQVhmrvqxM/s400/tas.jpg" width="331" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cItT812XBm0/TacQ0mM-TxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/XH8xNU5CcbQ/s1600/gelang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cItT812XBm0/TacQ0mM-TxI/AAAAAAAAAjk/XH8xNU5CcbQ/s320/gelang.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Production team usually the backstage crew that people tend to forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So I was quiet surprise when she eventually remember me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Aah, you make up my day, Mam :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-8749020122733988129?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/8749020122733988129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/gifts-from-banjarmasin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8749020122733988129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8749020122733988129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/gifts-from-banjarmasin.html' title='Gifts from Banjarmasin'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4Dzl5zcYRY/TacZuApTQZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/cWQVhmrvqxM/s72-c/tas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-3252544286429458679</id><published>2011-04-14T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T09:06:45.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>10 Ciri-Ciri Awal Saya Mulai Stress</title><content type='html'>1. Mendadak bawel&lt;br /&gt;2. Perut sering mulas tiba-tiba&lt;br /&gt;4. Badan terasa panas&lt;br /&gt;5. Terbangun jam 1 pagi tanpa alasan yang jelas&lt;br /&gt;6. Tertidur 1 jam kemudian&lt;br /&gt;6. Terbangun 3 jam kemudian dengan keadaan segar&lt;br /&gt;7. Merasa capai sepanjang hari (even caffeine doesn't help)&lt;br /&gt;8. Mengakibatkan kemalasan dan ketidak-produktifan pada pekerjaan&lt;br /&gt;9. Berakhir dengan menjelajah ga jelas di facebook dan twitter.&lt;br /&gt;10. Ternyata &lt;i&gt;social network&lt;/i&gt; membosankan dan tambah galau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being mellow, desperately want my normal life back :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-3252544286429458679?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/3252544286429458679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/10-ciri-ciri-awal-saya-mulai-stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/3252544286429458679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/3252544286429458679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/10-ciri-ciri-awal-saya-mulai-stress.html' title='10 Ciri-Ciri Awal Saya Mulai Stress'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-6860379660683487147</id><published>2011-04-13T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T01:01:12.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>-Quais de Siene-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQz_CeiATbQ/TaV52Ii21_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4rfdQeTZFDU/s1600/quais.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQz_CeiATbQ/TaV52Ii21_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4rfdQeTZFDU/s640/quais.jpg" width="374" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;François: You have beautiful hair, why do you have to cover it up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Zarka: I don’t have to. I choose to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;François: Too bad cause you’re so pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Zarka: You mean I’m not beautiful without my hijab?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;François: That’s not what I meant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Zarka: You and your friends don’t know shit about women. Why talk to them like that when you can see they don’t like it? If I want to look beautiful I do it for me. When I wear this I feel part of a faith, an identity. I feel good. That’s what beauty is. Tell that to your friends then maybe one day, they might even get laid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-6860379660683487147?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/6860379660683487147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/quais-de-siene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6860379660683487147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6860379660683487147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/quais-de-siene.html' title='-Quais de Siene-'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQz_CeiATbQ/TaV52Ii21_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4rfdQeTZFDU/s72-c/quais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-6047203990374982553</id><published>2011-04-06T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T03:02:45.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love n Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office Hours'/><title type='text'>Just For Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VTUDu6LsWz8/TZ1FJGRKB3I/AAAAAAAAAik/-HU55x8zFDA/s1600/glasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VTUDu6LsWz8/TZ1FJGRKB3I/AAAAAAAAAik/-HU55x8zFDA/s640/glasses.jpg" width="507" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The glasses was made from paper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We made 14 glasses for the Birthday Edition photo shoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I won't post how to make it. It's quite long, maybe next time *grin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you can grab one here :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://chocoallergy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://chocoallergy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IfxkNsBtGM/TZ0_8IhO8XI/AAAAAAAAAic/X3C-AaSz_C8/s1600/IMG_3099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="331" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IfxkNsBtGM/TZ0_8IhO8XI/AAAAAAAAAic/X3C-AaSz_C8/s400/IMG_3099.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P.S: yes, I cut my hair! Will post about it next, after I get the right picture :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-6047203990374982553?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/6047203990374982553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-for-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6047203990374982553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6047203990374982553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-for-fun.html' title='Just For Fun'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VTUDu6LsWz8/TZ1FJGRKB3I/AAAAAAAAAik/-HU55x8zFDA/s72-c/glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-4870932771912520891</id><published>2011-04-01T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T03:15:20.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office Hours'/><title type='text'>We Move On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We lost 2 &amp;nbsp;adorable&amp;nbsp;colleagues&amp;nbsp;this month :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-83a4-t56mHU/TZWlCU6w4dI/AAAAAAAAAiI/FCTi17kf-VQ/s1600/DSC_0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-83a4-t56mHU/TZWlCU6w4dI/AAAAAAAAAiI/FCTi17kf-VQ/s400/DSC_0007.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First is Elga from editorial team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jAqtvWr6VXw/TZWlJDkePZI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ppV8zs4l96U/s1600/DSC_2169.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jAqtvWr6VXw/TZWlJDkePZI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ppV8zs4l96U/s400/DSC_2169.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next is Ayu from production team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll miss you guys so much, thank you for sharing life and good luck :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-4870932771912520891?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/4870932771912520891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-move-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/4870932771912520891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/4870932771912520891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-move-on.html' title='We Move On'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-83a4-t56mHU/TZWlCU6w4dI/AAAAAAAAAiI/FCTi17kf-VQ/s72-c/DSC_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-7431583882581991045</id><published>2011-04-01T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T02:40:25.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic Stripes'/><title type='text'>Kazam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xBaf-lkCOpY/TZWH3Erle6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/1b1UmiZEKvE/s1600/bill1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xBaf-lkCOpY/TZWH3Erle6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/1b1UmiZEKvE/s400/bill1.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Click to Enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I always identified with Calvin as a child (I suppose you could say I still do), and this strip pretty much sums up what being a kid like Calvin is like. Constantly feeling out of sync with the rest of the world, and thus retreating to the world you create for yourself in your mind. If you think about it, Calvin was really quite an anomaly in popular entertainment -- not just in comics, but in anything, be it movies, TV, etc. He has no friends, and no extracurricular activities; the only people he ever sees are his parents, who he has a strained relationship with, and Moe, Susie, Rosalyn, and Miss Wormwood, all of whom he detests and all of whom detest him. The only person he ever has any real interaction with exists only in his head. He is, for all intents and purposes, completely alone. And he's fine with that. The kind of kid most people would entirely ignore all through school is not generally the kind you make the star of your show, and yet the strip became hugely successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that people of all ages enjoyed Calvin and Hobbes, but I have to think that it meant even more to those of us who grew up with him. Going to school every day and seeing all the ways we didn't fit in, it was nice to see someone like us, who was intelligent and independent, and didn't need to be a smile-plastered Mouseketeer to enjoy life. Though numerous motivational posters and guidance councelors and after-school specials had said it again and again, it was Calvin who managed to truly express the idea—without being preachy, without being sappy, perhaps even without trying—that it was okay to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://progressiveboink.com/archive/calvinhobbes.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://progressiveboink.com/archive/calvinhobbes.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-7431583882581991045?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/7431583882581991045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/kazam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7431583882581991045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7431583882581991045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/04/kazam.html' title='Kazam!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xBaf-lkCOpY/TZWH3Erle6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/1b1UmiZEKvE/s72-c/bill1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-7528691685682187166</id><published>2011-03-23T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:18:32.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love n Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office Hours'/><title type='text'>We're on Magazine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nIK0vvfofX4/TYreCZrTGfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/gQ3F4K4zl4E/s1600/FTDOV-07-ok.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nIK0vvfofX4/TYreCZrTGfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/gQ3F4K4zl4E/s640/FTDOV-07-ok.jpg" width="488" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, we're featured on FTDOV section!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wow, paper craft brought us this far, I have stopped doing it by the way, but others seem getting more and more addicted :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KiqE5FEPkbk/TYreDk7vF5I/AAAAAAAAAhc/KUwKsp7ahC8/s1600/AY07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KiqE5FEPkbk/TYreDk7vF5I/AAAAAAAAAhc/KUwKsp7ahC8/s640/AY07.jpg" width="499" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this is the cover for March Edition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, Justin Bieber sells! That's why he's on the cover for so many times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Especially when he's going to have his world tour here in Jakarta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P.S: I'm not his fans (who cares, why I even need to explain this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-7528691685682187166?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/7528691685682187166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/03/were-on-magazine.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7528691685682187166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7528691685682187166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/03/were-on-magazine.html' title='We&apos;re on Magazine!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nIK0vvfofX4/TYreCZrTGfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/gQ3F4K4zl4E/s72-c/FTDOV-07-ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-2739315015361580276</id><published>2011-03-19T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:20:03.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love n Friends'/><title type='text'>Yearly Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HzK1unwtf38/TYViXVmx6HI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TgFFopdtwSI/s1600/GI.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HzK1unwtf38/TYViXVmx6HI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TgFFopdtwSI/s400/GI.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This photo is my favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taken from Zaki's iPhone. Now he makes me want to grab one, (*sigh...just for instagr.am?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ksZ0oYHMWRU/TYVvoXVbyKI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vMh1WhpzK-Y/s1600/IMG_2917.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ksZ0oYHMWRU/TYVvoXVbyKI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vMh1WhpzK-Y/s320/IMG_2917.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dpV5O_Eh4TE/TYVvrPS5tfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/UfzfOYgYJKw/s1600/IMG_2919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dpV5O_Eh4TE/TYVvrPS5tfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/UfzfOYgYJKw/s320/IMG_2919.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-a8g6wgd-KfA/TYVv6WNRETI/AAAAAAAAAhU/8VP5jLz8NXQ/s1600/IMG_2921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-a8g6wgd-KfA/TYVv6WNRETI/AAAAAAAAAhU/8VP5jLz8NXQ/s320/IMG_2921.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was taken at the Pepper Lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just in case you haven't ate or known what is Pepper Lunch, I'll explain briefly to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I ordered this:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Salmon Rice (I don't really remember the name)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-z2yDnkzYRxA/TYrgtdDSoFI/AAAAAAAAAhg/I-fTp2-9SVo/s1600/85186670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-z2yDnkzYRxA/TYrgtdDSoFI/AAAAAAAAAhg/I-fTp2-9SVo/s320/85186670.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was at this iron plate, you need to sizzle the food yourself to get the best taste (this is what they said).&amp;nbsp;The taste for me is just okay, but I think it's not worth the price. I prefer the raw salmon, rather than the cooked one.And yes the iron plate made me feel hot, literally!&amp;nbsp;I don't think I'll eat here again, with my own money I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Next: We were heading to Starbucks. I didn't order anything here. I mean, drinking coffee at 9 pm?&amp;nbsp;It's a big no no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-F8M5-4Ufh_k/TYVvlP1qpuI/AAAAAAAAAhE/K647cG90uOY/s1600/IMG_2928.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-F8M5-4Ufh_k/TYVvlP1qpuI/AAAAAAAAAhE/K647cG90uOY/s320/IMG_2928.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-w9oPtOBESvo/TYrgxTSZNxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nFs3VfULCi4/s1600/85219550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-w9oPtOBESvo/TYrgxTSZNxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nFs3VfULCi4/s320/85219550.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Zaki ordered this green tea (at coffee house??) And Eric ordered the American blah blah blah (I don't remember the name) -It's the new starbucks logo! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--FNxmImPh4w/TYVvmIG2TmI/AAAAAAAAAhI/c1uMC4hR5vw/s1600/IMG_2941.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--FNxmImPh4w/TYVvmIG2TmI/AAAAAAAAAhI/c1uMC4hR5vw/s320/IMG_2941.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this is me with my sister after we were separated from the guys :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, who are they if you have to ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They were my college friends back in Malaysia. But funny said, I didn't really know them until I graduated and stay in Jakarta. Ha! Don't ask me how.&amp;nbsp;Since our place are so far within each other (especially me), it's so hard for me to meet them.&amp;nbsp;But at least we meet yearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well I've set the schedule!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;'Till next year! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-2739315015361580276?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/2739315015361580276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/03/yearly-reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2739315015361580276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2739315015361580276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/03/yearly-reunion.html' title='Yearly Reunion'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HzK1unwtf38/TYViXVmx6HI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TgFFopdtwSI/s72-c/GI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-6941705240375085701</id><published>2011-03-02T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T02:29:56.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Wish List'/><title type='text'>I wish...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish I can be a robot, so I can do everything He wants me to do,&lt;br /&gt;and think whatever He wants me to think, without afraid of failing or hurting Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;instead He said,&lt;br /&gt;No Darling, you're not My robot, you're My daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I feel so loved...&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 3:1&lt;br /&gt;See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-6941705240375085701?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/6941705240375085701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-wish.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6941705240375085701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6941705240375085701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-wish.html' title='I wish...'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-616421381155503991</id><published>2011-03-01T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T21:01:08.352-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love n Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office Hours'/><title type='text'>Campus Highlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Girls behind:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UqjtueaP7Gc/TW3Nc1DFKuI/AAAAAAAAAfk/OLs4mdt0630/s1600/DSC_3417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UqjtueaP7Gc/TW3Nc1DFKuI/AAAAAAAAAfk/OLs4mdt0630/s1600/DSC_3417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Results:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lJyOEE2Yyek/TW3MxVnh-LI/AAAAAAAAAfc/fpETyK9kBz4/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lJyOEE2Yyek/TW3MxVnh-LI/AAAAAAAAAfc/fpETyK9kBz4/s400/1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-d33EBnZn8c4/TW3MvcWgKnI/AAAAAAAAAfY/esS4ViJGEFM/s1600/DSC_3413.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-d33EBnZn8c4/TW3MvcWgKnI/AAAAAAAAAfY/esS4ViJGEFM/s400/DSC_3413.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inside&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, I really don't know what to explain here, but pictures speak a thousand words rite. Make a conclusion yourself ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-616421381155503991?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/616421381155503991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/03/campus-highlight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/616421381155503991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/616421381155503991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/03/campus-highlight.html' title='Campus Highlight'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UqjtueaP7Gc/TW3Nc1DFKuI/AAAAAAAAAfk/OLs4mdt0630/s72-c/DSC_3417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-4053797189605113640</id><published>2011-02-27T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T23:09:36.501-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office Hours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Part'/><title type='text'>Aneka Yess Cover 4th Week of February</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aUNR2zb9rMQ/TWtJu5CRx3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/NNMKujJWTEo/s1600/AY05cover+ACC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aUNR2zb9rMQ/TWtJu5CRx3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/NNMKujJWTEo/s640/AY05cover+ACC.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-4053797189605113640?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/4053797189605113640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/aneka-yess-cover-2nd-week-of-february.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/4053797189605113640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/4053797189605113640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/aneka-yess-cover-2nd-week-of-february.html' title='Aneka Yess Cover 4th Week of February'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aUNR2zb9rMQ/TWtJu5CRx3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/NNMKujJWTEo/s72-c/AY05cover+ACC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-249517837769668897</id><published>2011-02-27T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:37:52.963-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>What are Words</title><content type='html'>Have you heard about Chris Medina?&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know him, you can go &lt;a href="http://www.thehollywoodgossip.com/2011/01/chris-medina-an-american-idol-sob-story/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and read his story first.&lt;br /&gt;They explain it better than I do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I has became one of his fan nowadays, not a huge fan, but I just love his song.&lt;br /&gt;He might not win the American Idol, but I believe, surely he has won so many hearts (I think mostly are women)&lt;br /&gt;Not because his voice, his face, or his song but because the story behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch his video premiere here and judge it yourself! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/0.jpg" height="296" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQY4dIxY1H4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="370" height="316" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQY4dIxY1H4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How every single promise I keep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you say them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then they don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When it's love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know an angel was sent just for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know I'm meant to be where I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm gonna be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Standing right beside her tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm gonna be by your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would never leave when she needs me most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you say them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then they don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When it's love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm gonna be here forever more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every single promise I keep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm forever keeping my angel close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think it's romantic. But what moves me is not his romance.&lt;br /&gt;It's his commitment that amazes me, a&amp;nbsp;commitment to love his woman forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I always say to myself, a woman doesn't need romance, what really matters for us is sincerity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-249517837769668897?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/249517837769668897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-are-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/249517837769668897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/249517837769668897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-are-words.html' title='What are Words'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-7457272983307246479</id><published>2011-02-23T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T19:24:36.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic Mood'/><title type='text'>Untuk para istri, dari kami para suami !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;(Oleh : Made Teddy Artiana, S. Kom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOB SADINO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal ini kudengar langsung dari bibir Bob Sadino, paling sedikit tiga kali. Pertama dihadapan orang banyak, lalu kedua ketika berbincang denganku face to face, dan ketiga di Buku "Belajar Goblok dari Bob Sadino".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi adegan yang paling berkesan adalah ketika hal itu diucapkannya di depan para pengusaha yang sengaja diundang beliau kerumah. Dan diantara mereka hanya aku undangan yang agak nyeleneh..seorang photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau kalian berpikir bahawa Bob Sadino hebat, kalian salah besar. Tapi kalian tak sepenuhnya salah, memang seperti itulah yang diangkat oleh media tentang pengusaha nyeleneh bernama Bob Sadino". Ia terdiam sebentar sambil mengusap wajahnya. Lalu melirik kearah dapur, kemudian menatap dengan mesra seseorang. Di sana terlihat Mami (istri Om Bob) tengah duduk makan. Kamipun ikut-ikutan melirik kearah yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dia..dia itu..", ujar Om Bob terbata-bata dengan suara berat. Ekspresi wajah haru itu membuat kami hampir tidak berani menatap kearah beliau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dia yang hebat...", lanjut Om Bob sambil menarik nafas panjang dan berat, lalu menghembuskannya perlahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau ketika saya menjadi kuli batu dulu..dia meninggalkan saya..habislah sudah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini Om Bob menunduk hikmat, tangannya kini menggosok lututnya yang telah keriput.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seisi ruangan sunyi senyap. Yang terdengar hanyalah hembusan 12 AC yang terpasang di ruangan besar itu. Atmosfir cinta yang kuat memenuhi ruangan itu demikian kuat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Without Her.. I'm just like a piece of shit on the table..a big piece of shit on the table !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini tak seorangpun berani menatap Bob Sadino..kami terutama para lelaki tertunduk dalam. Kata-kata tak terduga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan jika aku bukan laki-laki pastilah aku sudah meneteskan air mata melihat adegan ini didepan hidungku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Bob Sadino lahir dari sebuah keluarga yang hidup berkecukupan. Ia adalah anak bungsu dari lima bersaudara. Sewaktu orang tuanya meninggal, Bob yang ketika itu berumur 19 tahun mewarisi seluruh harta kekayaan keluarganya karena saudara kandungnya yang lain sudah dianggap hidup mapan. Bob kemudian menghabiskan sebagian hartanya untuk berkeliling dunia. Dalam perjalanannya itu, ia singgah di Belanda dan menetap selama kurang lebih 9 tahun. Di sana, ia bekerja di Djakarta Lylod di kota Amsterdam dan juga di Hamburg, Jerman. Ketika tinggal di Belanda itu, Bob bertemu dengan pasangan hidupnya, Soelami Soejoed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Pada tahun 1967, Bob dan keluarga kembali ke Indonesia. Ia membawa serta 2 Mercedes miliknya, buatan tahun 1960-an. Salah satunya ia jual untuk membeli sebidang tanah di Kemang, Jakarta Selatan sementara yang lain tetap ia simpan. Setelah beberapa lama tinggal dan hidup di Indonesia, Bob memutuskan untuk keluar dari pekerjaannya karena ia memiliki tekad untuk bekerja secara mandiri.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Pekerjaan pertama yang dilakoninya setelah keluar dari perusahaan adalah menyewakan mobil Mercedes yang ia miliki, ia sendiri yang menjadi sopirnya. Namun sayang, suatu ketika ia mendapatkan kecelakaan yang mengakibatkan mobilnya rusak parah. Karena tak punya uang untuk memperbaikinya, Bob beralih pekerjaan menjadi tukang batu. Gajinya ketika itu hanya Rp.100. Ia pun sempat mengalami depresi akibat tekanan hidup yang dialaminya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Suatu hari, seorang teman menyarankan Bob memelihara dan berbisnis telur ayam negeri untuk melawan depresinya. Bob tertarik dan mulai mengembangkan usaha peternakan ayam. Ketika itu, di Indonesia, ayam kampung masih mendominasi pasar. Bob-lah yang pertama kali memperkenalkan ayam negeri beserta telurnya ke Indonesia. Bob menjual telur-telurnya dari pintu ke pintu. Ketika itu, telur ayam negeri belum populer di Indonesia sehingga barang dagangannya tersebut hanya dibeli oleh ekspatriat-ekspatriat yang tinggal di daerah Kemang, serta beberapa orang Indonesia yang pernah bekerja di luar negeri. Namun seiring berjalannya waktu, telur ayam negeri mulai dikenal sehingga bisnis Bob semakin berkembang. Bob kemudian melanjutkan usahanya dengan berjualan daging ayam. Selain memperkenalkan telur ayam negeri, ia juga merupakan orang pertama yang menggunakan perladangan sayur sistem hidroponik di Indonesia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Catatan awal tahun 1985 menyebutkan, rata-rata per bulan perusahaan Bob menjual 40-50 ton daging segar, 60-70 ton daging olahan, dan sayuran segar 100 ton.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KADEK SARDJANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiruk pikuk sexy dancer sudah mereda, meskipun pesta belumlah usai. Kini laki-laki berdarah Bali itu berdiri tegak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil menggenggam mikrofon ditangan kirinya. Kadek Sardjana, seorang owner perusahaan minyak dan gas terkemuka berdiri dihadapan seluruh karyawan dan partner bisnis beliau. Hampir tidak bisa bicara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saya tidak sedang mabuk..". ujarnya perlahan. Cerutu dijari kanannya tampak bergetar, jelas ia sedang berusaha menguasai dirinya sungguh-sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalian tahu siapa saya..bagi saya kalian bukan karyawan..tapi kalian adalah kawan seperjuangan", sebentar ia menatap mereka satu-persatu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kalian tahu persis baik-buruk saya, dan apa yang telah saya lakukan..saya bukan laki-laki yang sempurna", kembali Kadek menarik nafas dalam-dalam. Wajah laki-laki pemberani itu melembut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi saya ingin kalian tahu..bahwa tanpa dia", kini jari kanan itu membuka dan mengarah penuh hormat kearah seseorang di atas sana, Sang Istri Tercinta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tanpa dia..semua ini tidak akan seperti yang kalian lihat sekarang"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini Kadek Sarjana sedikit menundukkan kepala seolah memberi hormat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey..aku bukan laki-laki yang sempurna..but I Love You so Much..semua ini untuk mu Honey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini ruanganpun bertambah sunyi senyap..tidak ada satupun yang berani bicara atau bertepuk tangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sementara wanita luar biasa diatas sanapun mulai menangis terharu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan beberapa saat kemudian pasangan luar biasa itupun tampak berdansa di dance floor dalam remang lampu, dikelilingi karyawan dan udnangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARIO TEGUH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mau tahu apa yang saya banggakan ?", tanya Mario Teguh kepada seluruh hadirin yang hadir di studio itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mau tau apa itu ?", ulangnya sekali lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami semua terdiam. Masing-masing memendam pertanyaan besar. Apa yang dibanggakan oleh seorang Mario Teguh ? Pertanyaan yang aneh. Betapa banyak yang dapat dibanggakan oleh seorang Mario Teguh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Karena ada yang mengangguk..maka saya akan menjawabnya juga", sambung beliau..melihat kebingungan kami. Jelas tak satupun yang betanya, namun Mario memang tak memerlukan pertanyaan..Ia hanya ingin mendelarasi sesuatu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yang paling saya banggakan adalah istri saya..", sambungnya dengan mata berkaca-kaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seluruh hadirinpun bertepuk tangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Mario Teguh (lahir di Makassar, 5 Maret 1956; umur 54 tahun) adalah seorang motivator dan konsultan asal Indonesia. Nama aslinya adalah Sis Maryono Teguh, namun saat tampil di depan publik, ia menggunakan nama Mario Teguh. Ia meraih gelar Sarjana Pendidikan dari Institut Keguruan dan Ilmu Pendidikan (IKIP) Malang. Mario Teguh sempat bekerja di Citibank, kemudian mendirikan Bussiness Effectiveness Consultant, Exnal Corp. menjabat sebagai CEO (Chief Executive Officer) dan Senior Consultan. Beliau juga membentuk komunnitas Mario Teguh Super Club (MTSC).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDRIE WONGSO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Made ... kamu lagi ngapain ?", tanya sesorang diujung telpon sana. Suara yang khas. Suara yang begitu sering kita dengar meneriakkan "Success is my rigth !! Salam Sukses ... Luar Biasa !!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaa ... Andrie Wongso. Beliau menelponku disaat yang tak kuduga sama sekali. Ketika aku sedang bercelana pendek, memotong rumput dan belum mandi. Kami ngobrol sebentar ... lalu ketika obrolan kami menyerempet ke keluarga ... anak ... lalu istri. Iseng saya menanyakan hal ini ... "Pak Andrie ... menurut Bapak apa peran istri bagi seorang Andrie Wongso ..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seketika itu tokoh yang telah menginspirasi begitu banyak orang itu pun terdiam. Aku tahu hubungan telpon tidak terputus. Motivator Nomer 1 itu memang sengaja diam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyaris lebih dari satu menit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pak Andrie ..?", tanyaku hati-hati. Beberapa saat kemudian sebuah suara berat dari Andrie Wongsopun muncul." Iya Made ... I hear you ...", Andrie kembali terdiam,"Istri ... yah ...?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mendengar suara senyuman dari telepon beliau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Andrie Wongso (lahir Desember 1954) adalah motivator asal Indonesia, yang lebih dari 20 tahun berkiprah sebagai pengusaha sukses. Kemauannya untuk berbagi semangat, pengalaman dan kebijaksanaan, dengan gaya bahasa yang sederhana tetapi full power kepada begitu banyak orang, membuat dirinya menyatakan diri sebagai The Best Motivator atau Motivator No. 1 Indonesia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jelas aku belum sesukses dan sedahsyat tokoh-tokoh diatas..tetapi paling tidak aku tidak akan menunggu terlalu lama untuk mengatakan hal ini kepada istriku, Wida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bagiku, kau seakan dikirim dari surga untukku. 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Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's almost Valentine Days!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And it means love and chocolates are in the air&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;So five of us, my high school's best girls decided to make chocolate for fun :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMYXOX6JFqE/TVae1bOSmOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/5qkbCvCRWNw/s1600/IMG_2206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMYXOX6JFqE/TVae1bOSmOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/5qkbCvCRWNw/s400/IMG_2206.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--oYuv7Tcwnw/TVae2zXzyMI/AAAAAAAAAdk/S4yVwbzApLA/s1600/IMG_2211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--oYuv7Tcwnw/TVae2zXzyMI/AAAAAAAAAdk/S4yVwbzApLA/s400/IMG_2211.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Berbelanja ria terlebih dahulu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. Whittaker's Dark Block&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. Elle &amp;amp; Vire Heavy Cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. Delfy Cocoa Powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. Coco Crunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Semuanya sudah siapppp! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Selesai belanja pas jam 12 siang, dan kita makan2 di Bakmi Karet Afuk, daera kelapa Gading, direkomendasikan oleh Agatha dan Pipi yang katanya enak dan sering makan di sana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nwzUexwI63U/TVae8Lu1ktI/AAAAAAAAAdw/X9qN_wjv9H0/s1600/IMG_2222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nwzUexwI63U/TVae8Lu1ktI/AAAAAAAAAdw/X9qN_wjv9H0/s400/IMG_2222.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bakmi Karet Afuk, tampangnya terlihat yummy. Rasanya oke, standard, tapi kuahnya enak menurut Ibu Alta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lP7tMVwp7dQ/TVae4_gCdeI/AAAAAAAAAdo/GasHc3pdXs8/s1600/IMG_2214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lP7tMVwp7dQ/TVae4_gCdeI/AAAAAAAAAdo/GasHc3pdXs8/s400/IMG_2214.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F9l0atE01KM/TVae6nTUUGI/AAAAAAAAAds/uPNmqNce53c/s1600/IMG_2217.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F9l0atE01KM/TVae6nTUUGI/AAAAAAAAAds/uPNmqNce53c/s400/IMG_2217.jpg" width="323" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lanjut ke rumah Agatha untuk memulai misi pembuatan coklat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0RukvVKy2w/TVae9VvelJI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ez-J8aax7ZA/s1600/IMG_2223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0RukvVKy2w/TVae9VvelJI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ez-J8aax7ZA/s320/IMG_2223.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Mengintip resepnya terlebih dahulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Orite, we decided to make 2 different recipes:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://foodwishes.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-solid-foundation-for-special.html"&gt;Hot Chocolate Stones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://foodwishes.blogspot.com/2009/03/burnt-caramel-sea-salt-dark-chocolate.html"&gt;Burnt Caramel Sea Salt Dark Chocolate Coins&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Both are by Chef Jones (click the link to see the full recipe)&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Tetapi menurut saya dua resep itu rasanya ga jauh beda, cuma beda satu pake karamel (kita bikin sendiri loh!) sama heavy cream yang dipanasin. Dan yang pastinya, ternyata garam adalah salah satu kunci yang bikin coklat enak (menurut Chef Jones).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFSVxKVLYdM/TVae_OIWlpI/AAAAAAAAAd4/rHqNo5I1ZH0/s1600/IMG_2224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PFSVxKVLYdM/TVae_OIWlpI/AAAAAAAAAd4/rHqNo5I1ZH0/s400/IMG_2224.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHjWIMg_Bp4/TVafF1ESR8I/AAAAAAAAAeM/rOxuD2Tr7NM/s1600/IMG_2240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHjWIMg_Bp4/TVafF1ESR8I/AAAAAAAAAeM/rOxuD2Tr7NM/s400/IMG_2240.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Kepinginnya nge post cara bikin coklat nya, tapi sepertinya kepanjangan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Secara garis besar aja, untuk "Hot Chocolate Stones",&amp;nbsp;pertama coklat batangannya dipotong kecil2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cip01qTv9NE/TVafDOyktUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/-5U2l7xTJ6U/s1600/IMG_2235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cip01qTv9NE/TVafDOyktUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/-5U2l7xTJ6U/s400/IMG_2235.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Next, panasin heavy creamer, kemudian tuangin ke coklat yang sudah dipotong tadi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bsWp-C38Uk/TVafECrxQuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/3mT4DU4LlcI/s1600/IMG_2236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bsWp-C38Uk/TVafECrxQuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/3mT4DU4LlcI/s400/IMG_2236.jpg" width="349" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ME2v3TVMQ_I/TVafI71iwcI/AAAAAAAAAeU/O1fPWvk9_AM/s1600/IMG_2245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ME2v3TVMQ_I/TVafI71iwcI/AAAAAAAAAeU/O1fPWvk9_AM/s400/IMG_2245.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Entah kenapa jadi terlihat seperti cendol atau sop, cuma Alta yang masih tetap percaya diri dengan keberhasilan pembuatan coklat ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFXldaz5lno/TVafKGayW8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/YD_VH7u36JE/s1600/IMG_2248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="334" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFXldaz5lno/TVafKGayW8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/YD_VH7u36JE/s400/IMG_2248.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Diaduk terus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GM5YbcF3IuQ/TVafLEfhzDI/AAAAAAAAAec/0lHog_21Vhk/s1600/IMG_2253.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GM5YbcF3IuQ/TVafLEfhzDI/AAAAAAAAAec/0lHog_21Vhk/s400/IMG_2253.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dan mulai keliatan enak dan bentuk coklatnya, yummm :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NqhxXrGxIMo/TVaj71TMCeI/AAAAAAAAAeo/LI_T0MAstKA/s1600/IMG_2265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NqhxXrGxIMo/TVaj71TMCeI/AAAAAAAAAeo/LI_T0MAstKA/s400/IMG_2265.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dibungkus dengan plastic wrap, terus ditaru di freezer biar jadi beku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;terlihat seperti dodol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, tapi karena uda jem 4 dan kita smua musti cabut, jadinya coklat pun dibawa pulang ke ruma masing-masing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So far, rasa coklatnya lumayan enak. Ga terlalu pahit dan manis. My sis said she loves it. (ya iyalahh, yg bikin enak memang dark coklatnya kayaknya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You should try it yourself, enak dan buatnya ga terlalu ribet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Enjoy, and Happy Valentine's Day! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-599540024948668430?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/599540024948668430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentine-and-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/599540024948668430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/599540024948668430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentine-and-girls.html' title='Valentine and Girls'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMYXOX6JFqE/TVae1bOSmOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/5qkbCvCRWNw/s72-c/IMG_2206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-8065024477080120074</id><published>2011-02-12T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T17:27:52.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office Hours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Part'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1z4FzzsxMg/TVabGouW__I/AAAAAAAAAdY/HWDPM-0OGX0/s1600/aneka+yess.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1z4FzzsxMg/TVabGouW__I/AAAAAAAAAdY/HWDPM-0OGX0/s1600/aneka+yess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s the Aneka Yess! Magazine cover for the Second week of February Edition for Valentine issue:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favourite cover that I’ve ever done, though it’s really really a last minute project. Love the girl smile, and the chemistry between them. Love the umbrella background. Love everything inside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I use spot color for the pink. It’s soft and kind of pastel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go grab one and see the real colour! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-8065024477080120074?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/8065024477080120074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-aneka-yess-magazine-cover-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8065024477080120074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8065024477080120074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-aneka-yess-magazine-cover-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C1z4FzzsxMg/TVabGouW__I/AAAAAAAAAdY/HWDPM-0OGX0/s72-c/aneka+yess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-4482377380605537166</id><published>2011-02-10T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:40:15.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paper Craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Part'/><title type='text'>It's Paper Craft Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It all started when one of my colleague, Ayu, did this awesome "Nightmare Before Christmas" paper craft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I decided to try my own :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a man listening to music and of course the radio player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, the man should sit on the couch. But I want to put it on my desktop, so I skip the couch part :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/TVO9J_YME8I/AAAAAAAAAcA/83G5vQegjgo/s400/IMG00143-20110210-1700.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572005143316796354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for the blurry images, but you can't expect a lot from BlackBerry camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/TVO9KPC-VyI/AAAAAAAAAcI/COiO9fse4RY/s400/IMG00141-20110210-1658.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572005147522783010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlsQzv3tbEE/TVO9KHMMdBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/_LYR5RV4W94/s1600/IMG00139-20110210-1657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AlsQzv3tbEE/TVO9KHMMdBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/_LYR5RV4W94/s400/IMG00139-20110210-1657.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572005145413973010" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 211px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/TVO9KPC-VyI/AAAAAAAAAcI/COiO9fse4RY/s1600/IMG00141-20110210-1658.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kinda fun, and I begin to love this. Should start to seek a harder paper craft template.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I printed it on A4 paper for each (the man and the radio)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it would be easier if it's on the large paper, like A3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The template :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/TVO_lYiAoNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/v8LElpvwQh0/s400/easylistening-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572007812948598994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suggest to use cutter and double tape. Do it slowly and carefully, it would help a lot :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can download the high res template here &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marshallalexander.net/static.php?page=freetoys"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;and try it your own! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-4482377380605537166?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/4482377380605537166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-paper-craft-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/4482377380605537166'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-459677104570629839</id><published>2011-02-07T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:41:23.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>"When is the best time of your life?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For me, I would say the time is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because the more I know Jesus, the greater my life is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the deeper my love will be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care if my childhood was awesome, or I had bunch of fantastic memories in my teenage life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there's no Jesus in it, I don't even want to peek back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When is yours? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-459677104570629839?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/459677104570629839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-is-best-time-of-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/459677104570629839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/459677104570629839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-is-best-time-of-your-life.html' title='&quot;When is the best time of your life?&quot;'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-1178420279165626858</id><published>2010-10-21T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:05:30.390-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Bread'/><title type='text'>Psalm 127:2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"It is vain for you to rise up early, to take rest late, to eat the bread of [anxious] toil--for He gives [blessings] to His beloved in sleep."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Beautiful isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now I can go to sleep peacefully, cause I know when I sleep, He is actually showering me with His blessings :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You just have to be agree with me on this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-1178420279165626858?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/1178420279165626858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2010/10/psalm-1272.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For you who still don't know. I cut my hair short, not real short, but short enough to shock people.&lt;div&gt;I'll soon post my pic here, I promise, like I promise my Mom I will help her with the domestic jobs when our maid is not around. Well, it would be a different story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, back to my short hair. Some people like it, some people HATE it. But I personally LOVE it. Why? It's short, it's fresh, it's easy to take care, and I look nice with it (I do have my own opinion!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then. I watched Charlie's Angels and saw Lucy Liu with her beautiful hair. And yes! the moment I saw it, I want my hair back! Well it's not as beautiful as Lucy Liu's. But I miss my long hair, which I could play around. Not just stuck with one style like I have here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, tell me that girls are not complicated. Or maybe we just love things that we don't have. or like what the old quote says, "neighbour's grass is always greener".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe it's just me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/TKGD-zY4DbI/AAAAAAAAAbw/0up_q6gBMUc/s1600/15643__lucy_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/TKGD-zY4DbI/AAAAAAAAAbw/0up_q6gBMUc/s400/15643__lucy_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521839733102611890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-1029304590981890885?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/1029304590981890885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-you-who-still-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/1029304590981890885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/1029304590981890885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-you-who-still-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/TKGD-zY4DbI/AAAAAAAAAbw/0up_q6gBMUc/s72-c/15643__lucy_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-2174228568833131252</id><published>2010-08-24T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:41:54.255-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sis said I complained too much these days.&lt;div&gt;Do I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like my energy was squezzed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blame on the pms or whatever it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pressure is on and I think I have to replan my time management.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To switch my busy life to a fruitful life. Spend some time to recharge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or the easiest way, I just have to learn surrendering all to Him rather than doing my own thing with my own strength. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cursed is the one who trusts in man, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;       who depends on flesh for his strength "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Jeremiah 17:5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't update my blog for months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now when I did, it just full of my complains...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-2174228568833131252?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/2174228568833131252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-sis-said-i-complained-too-much-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2174228568833131252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2174228568833131252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-sis-said-i-complained-too-much-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-1671558954185847421</id><published>2010-07-24T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:42:05.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Saturday evening was quite awesome. Our cellgroup decided to visit a hospital and prayed for the sick. I saw people crying, nervous, confused, and worried about their life. Uncertain sickness, pain, bitterness, and suddenly I feel so blessed with the life that I have.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes pity party can be an unexpected pleasure and I'll forgot the world and its problems are not only mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-1671558954185847421?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/1671558954185847421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-saturday-evening-was-quite-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/1671558954185847421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/1671558954185847421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-saturday-evening-was-quite-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-5926447475112331013</id><published>2009-11-29T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:42:17.456-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Jakarta oh Jakarta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Uda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;hampir &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;staunan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;balik ke Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dan syukur2&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;kmaren &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;uda dapet kerja dalam jangka waktu se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;bulan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt; itu,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;*seneng :D (bukan pengangguran yg luntang lantung lagi ahak!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Dulu pas masi kuliah balik Jakarta Cuma 3-4 bulan selama staon, itu juga banyakan nangkring di rumah sama mall. Kalo diajak naek mikrolet pasti langsung treak ogah2an. Jadi dibilang mengenal Jakarta sbenernya juga enggak, apalagi pas SMA ke bawah termasuk anak pingitan, yg jem 7 blum balik az uda ditelponin sampe 10 kali (duh duh beneran loh, ga dihiperbolain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Jadi pas skarang ini pertama kali kerja di jakarta, beroperasi sendiri&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(alias mondar mandir ndirian tanpa ditemani orang tua) rada kaget juga banyak menemukan fakta2 menarik tentang Jakarta. Yang menurut penilaian saia patut diingat dan diabadikan ke dalam tulisan (yah di blog ku ini). Jadi kalo misalnya stenga jalan yg baca ini uda keburu cape duluan, bole dihentikan, karena emang bukan untuk konsumsi publik, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;uma buat kepuasan sndiri az setela sharian kerja mumet, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Hal yg paling menarik yg pertama kali saia sadari yah apalagi kalo bukan transportasinya. Padet meriah, gara2 siapa kalo bukan si angkot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; (plus motor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;. Tanpa maksud buat menuntut si abang angkot, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;uma kadang2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="IN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;si abang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; angkot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt; ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; suka aneh2 kelakuannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;, plus penumpangnya juga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Pagi2 biasanya jem ½&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span lang="IN"&gt;uda kliatan saia di pinggir jalan lagi nunggu angkot buat kerja. Ga perlu nunggu lama2, beberapa menit juga langsung banyak yg dateng tu. Malah kadang2 saia belon nyebrang aja, abangnya uda nungguin di sbrang jalan (Beda banget sama bus2 malay yg musti nunggu sampe berjem2) . Jadi saia bisa pili pelan2 yg mana yg paling asik dan menarik hati buat dinaiki. Biasanya si suka nungguinnya yg bangku depannya kosong, ato yg diisi ibu2. Ga masalah kalo sharing tempat duduk sama cewe, tapi kalo sama cowo umumnya tempat jadi lebih smpit (gara2 badan mreka ya cenderung besar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Ngomong2&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;soal milih angkot. Waktu hari pertama kerja saya lagi heboh2nya kena syndrome songong sama angkot. Seperti yang uda di sebutin saya suka mili2 angkot paling asik. Waktu itu abis kluar dari mall selsai kerja, ad satu angkot 44 yg lagi ngetem. Manggil2 saia buat naik, tinggal satu tempat duduk kosong di bangku pinggir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Saia ngelirik az enggak, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;uma skliabatan doang ngliatnya, liat penuh az langsung males, dalem ati mikir&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“yah bang, oga de saia dempet2 an mending nunggu yg laen.”&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin si abang ngerasa saia cuekin, langsung de dia cabut. Saia masi sibuk nunggu di pinggiran. 5 menit, 10 menit, kok kaga dateng2 yah ni 44. Orang2 mulai pada rame ngumpul buat nunggu angkot &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;juga. Uda gitu 44 nya ni mendadak langsung kyak ngumpet. Jarang banget datengnya. Skali dateng rame banget, skali ad yg sepi langsung orang pada lari2. Saya keburu ga dapet de. Langsung keinget sama si abang 44 tadi, jadi nyesel banget tadi nolak mentah2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Akhirnya saya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt; langsung jalan ke depannnn banget. Rencananya ni, cari tempat yg ga ada orangnya. Biar dapet angkotnya ga direbut orang. Terus jalan 10menit, datenglah si 44 ini dengan satu bangku kosong. Buru2 saya naik, akhirnya....tau gitu dari pertama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;aja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt; langsung naek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;nya, ga pake lama! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Terus b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;arusan tadi saya turun di terminal kampung melayu, terus jalan santai2 sambil cari mikrolet 26. Tiba2 ada bunyi “tiut tiut........” “tiut tiut tiut tiutttttttttttttt”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pikir mah apaan gitu yah, orang jualan peluit. Di terminal kan banyak jualan macem2. Tapi kok suaranya makin lama makin gede. Pas liat ke blakang, tiba2 ad angkot yg tepat di blakang saia, buru2 saia nyingkir ke samping.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Antara gondok dan lucu, ternyata tadi itu bunyi klakson yg dimodifikasi sama si abang angkot. Ya ampunn bangggg, rata2 kan bunyi&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;klakson tu “teeeeeeeeeett “. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Perna lagi saia denger angkot yg bunyi klaksonannya suara burung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;“Cuit cuit,” Kalo lamaan dipencetnya “ cuitcuitcuitcuitcuitcuit”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Saya langsung&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ngakak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;. Klakson &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kok suaranya bgitu, orang juga bingung de suara apaan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Ga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;uma suara yg mau dibedain, saia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; juga pernah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt; naik mikrolet yang argo bensinnya pake digital boo..! Ngeliatnya sampe melongo, canggih amat bang... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Liatin lagi liatin lagi, ternyata itu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;uma stikerrrr ya ampun de, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;uma hiasan, saya kira beneran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Anehhh aneh az, kadang2 penumpangnya juga aneh. Perna skali&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ktemu bapak2 kepo, anak2 SMA yg suka gosip, anak kecil yg baru blajar ngomong, dan lain lain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Kadang2 kalo lagi jalanan macet pagi2, saia slalu mikir, biar nanti saia uda bisa beli mobil plus nyetir, saia jga ogah bawa mobil buat pergi kerja. Enakan juga mikrolet, masuk, duduk, nyalain MP3, tidur de. Stasiunnya trakhir ini ga usa takut ketiduran. Kalo nyetir kan cape buang bensin. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;adi keinget ada satu temen orang Malay nyeletuk gini. “Paling enak mah nyetir di Jakarta, abisnya macet jadi ga usa gerak2 diem az teru, aman deh.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;Pas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;enger saya smpet pengen ketawa juga, “Yah kalo mentalnya bgitu sih, yu dateng ke Jakarta nanti saia kenalin sama angkot. Biar macet ugal2 annya tetep.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-5926447475112331013?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/5926447475112331013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/11/jakarta-oh-jakarta.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/5926447475112331013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/5926447475112331013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/11/jakarta-oh-jakarta.html' title='Jakarta oh Jakarta'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-2207874782005325917</id><published>2009-11-28T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:43:03.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Ninja Assasin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SxDcGiqu4ZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/gKLTjUSC4bo/s1600/ninjaass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SxDcGiqu4ZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/gKLTjUSC4bo/s400/ninjaass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409065157415330194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing that I know for sure now.&lt;br /&gt;Why the poster only shows the body part of Rain and not the face is because his body is easier to sell rather than his face. And yes it's for the women, the selling point for the men is the blood and the super sadistic contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SxDcA0c8s1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/9oqq_QWJeJg/s1600/Ninja+Assassin+Poster+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SxDcA0c8s1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/9oqq_QWJeJg/s400/Ninja+Assassin+Poster+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409065059110138706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one of your loyal fan, I'm sorry to say this Rain, but you look ugly with that hairstyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-2207874782005325917?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/2207874782005325917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/11/ninja-assasin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2207874782005325917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2207874782005325917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/11/ninja-assasin.html' title='Ninja Assasin'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SxDcGiqu4ZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/gKLTjUSC4bo/s72-c/ninjaass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-3332191754739427317</id><published>2009-09-06T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:43:07.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Heart of a Father</title><content type='html'>Honestly I think my Dad loves us, his daughters just a little bit too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time we talked about works, he said he prefer for us to quit job and enjoy our life, while he would be the one giving us money everyday.&lt;br /&gt;And also there's one time when I was a teenager he did not allowed us to have any boyfriend, or worse a husband. He said he would take care of us for the rest of our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird Huh and honestly it's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Dad let me have my own life please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I grow older now, I learn to understand what he feels toward us. He just wants to give the best for us and protects us from every danger outside. Though I have to admit sometimes the danger also came from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not a perfect Dad, but I love Him in his imperfect way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"If you then, though you are evil, know how to give goods to your children how much more will your Father in Heaven give the Holy Spirits to those who ask him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luke 11:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's not a Father's Day, but I don't think you need one to honor your Father :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-3332191754739427317?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/3332191754739427317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/09/heart-of-father.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/3332191754739427317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/3332191754739427317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/09/heart-of-father.html' title='Heart of a Father'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-7882635423690450797</id><published>2009-07-11T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:44:49.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>The Power of Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here comes the trend in facebook to put the photos of my elementary school days.&lt;br /&gt;One friend put it, the other friend put it, and suddenly a bunch of adults came claiming as the owner of the cute faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmB2__7gdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ditH2XA7RII/s1600-h/5420_103038378529_617918529_2038968_6847099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmB2__7gdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ditH2XA7RII/s400/5420_103038378529_617918529_2038968_6847099_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357456013626409426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember how was my life on that time. I even had to insist my brain to remember the names of some people (it gave me a headache ~__~) But here are some interesting facts that I can still remember until today (judge me why) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My friend (G) told me that she liked my (ex)best friend (A). And my junior, also best friend of mine (M) told me that she liked A as well. So I told G that M also liked A. And she asked me to tell M to be careful, because A will be hers.  Last time I thought G was so cool able to talk like that, but now I say: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU'RE ONLY NINE GIRL! That's what happened if you watched to much dramas!&lt;/span&gt; and for A: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOW you're only 9 and two girls has ard liked you, wonder how many girls are chasing you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A girl that I shared table with said to me that she liked a guy from our class. And because I didn't want to lose my face, I simply picked a guy and said I liked him also. And the next day she told the guy that I liked him! I learn: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never trust your friend. And never go with the flow, just be yourself. Now I think it's really NORMAL to be 9 and don't have any crush on a guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was the time where cie........... and wuuuuuuuuuuu..... was the favorite words of the class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I liked to draw a ghost &lt;/span&gt;(that's what my sis said, it's actually a girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I always thought that when you grown up, you would never meet your childhood friends anymore&lt;/span&gt;. But I just found out that actually one of my college friend was my elementary friend's senior high school best friend. And my Senior high school friend was my elementary friend's junior high school friend. (complicated Huh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This world&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Jakarta is so small. All praises and thanks go to facebook for revealing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-7882635423690450797?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/7882635423690450797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/07/power-of-facebook.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7882635423690450797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7882635423690450797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/07/power-of-facebook.html' title='The Power of Facebook'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmB2__7gdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ditH2XA7RII/s72-c/5420_103038378529_617918529_2038968_6847099_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-8505964162607213193</id><published>2009-07-09T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:43:18.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Transformer - The Revenge of The Fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IT'S MUCH BETTER THAN THE FIRST ONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But it's still bored me, with the robots and sexy girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feels like I was back to 6 years old girl and watching my power ranger on the Sunday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(sorry for the fan of the transformer, it's just my opinion here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmTfE1WfqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fqUPOkIXcGI/s1600-h/transformers_revenge_of_the_fallen_poster7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmTfE1WfqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fqUPOkIXcGI/s400/transformers_revenge_of_the_fallen_poster7a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357475393816657570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmTe_TsYMI/AAAAAAAAAas/9WSPTpYc2YU/s1600-h/MPW-18171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmTe_TsYMI/AAAAAAAAAas/9WSPTpYc2YU/s400/MPW-18171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357475392333308098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Spot the similarity??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not gonna talk about the movie here, but I want to talk about the long queue, crowded people, and when I said crowded I mean CROWD- a real one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went to the cinema on the Indonesia's election day. Means, it's a public holiday! And I never thought it will be that crowded.The cinema opened at 1 pm, but everyone has waited outside since 12pm. The cinema is on the 5th floor, but the queue was from the 4th floor. The reason was because the door of the cinema has not been opened, but the people kept coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The moment we stepped near the cinema, the door suddenly opened (praise God for this) and we all quickly ran inside. There was about 50 people in front of me before the locket, but I saw my sis only has 10 more people before her. So she did the queue while others and me waiting outside. We waited for about 40 minutes until the lockets opened, and 10 more minutes until we got the REAL ticket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, that was a quite experienced. I don't think I want to watch cinema again in any public holiday. Once is enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I really enjoyed the time we all spent together. I even bought one pair of Charles and Keith shoes with a real cheap price, they give 50% discount! (cheap for C&amp;amp;K I mean)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmRo7fZGdI/AAAAAAAAAaM/JI1Yb_91rVk/s1600-h/CIMG1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmRo7fZGdI/AAAAAAAAAaM/JI1Yb_91rVk/s400/CIMG1649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357473364084070866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmRoRggYOI/AAAAAAAAAaE/80WUEahgGHg/s1600-h/CIMG1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmRoRggYOI/AAAAAAAAAaE/80WUEahgGHg/s400/CIMG1646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357473352814452962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-8505964162607213193?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/8505964162607213193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformer-revenge-of-fallen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8505964162607213193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8505964162607213193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformer-revenge-of-fallen.html' title='Transformer - The Revenge of The Fallen'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlmTfE1WfqI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fqUPOkIXcGI/s72-c/transformers_revenge_of_the_fallen_poster7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-8609590548305289108</id><published>2009-07-09T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:48:51.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office Hours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><title type='text'>Another day in office</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday after lunch, we were late about 45 mins to office. Blame on the long queue at carrefour. We slowly walked, thought that our boss hadn't come back from her meeting as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But when I saw her from the glass door outside talking to my other colleagues, I became nervous wondering if she would scold us or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We walked few steps inside try to look cool and like nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly she looked at us for few seconds. I was very sure she was in her bad mood and definitely would scold us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But she said, "why are you guys wearing the same blouse?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And we just laughed- a relief one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlXvvs--EyI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Xpunw0rYa_M/s1600-h/DSC03071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlXvvs--EyI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Xpunw0rYa_M/s400/DSC03071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356450934635238178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S: It's a coincidence! I was surprised as well when I  saw her using the same blouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I cut off the head, you asked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Be focus people! I'm talking about the blouse, not the face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Renita is so petite, I'll look big if I were near her. It's my blog, it's a BIG NO I'm humiliating myself here :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-8609590548305289108?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/8609590548305289108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-day-in-office.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8609590548305289108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8609590548305289108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-day-in-office.html' title='Another day in office'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SlXvvs--EyI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Xpunw0rYa_M/s72-c/DSC03071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-1194569762836563791</id><published>2009-06-19T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:44:12.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Nice Weekend</title><content type='html'>My previous weeks had been so busy until I had to come to my office in Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;And finally this Saturday I have my day of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today at 5 am I woke up and forget that today is Saturday. I became grumpy hate that I have to wake early and go to office. Then about 5 seconds later I remember it's Saturday! Then I fell asleep again with a very happy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not important at all. But I'm too happy that finally I can sleep until 9 o'clock after this long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I'm so crazy just to blog about this :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-1194569762836563791?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/1194569762836563791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/06/nice-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/1194569762836563791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/1194569762836563791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/06/nice-weekend.html' title='Nice Weekend'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-2603205829703794682</id><published>2009-06-10T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T02:44:55.049-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Incident that made me looks stupid</title><content type='html'>Tadi pas lagi ngobrol2 di kantor, tiba2 keinget kejadian pas waktu masih di cyber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waktu itu sama lini lagi jalan mau ke blok C. Rada lupa2 inget antara mau maen ke tempat pus ato mau beli nasi lemak. Pas lagi jalan masuk ke pintu deket lapangan basket, ketemu sama temen yang kebetulan lagi gandengan tangan sama pacarnya. Karena mendadak ketemunya (dia keluar kita mau masuk) jadi saya rada kaget pas ngeliat mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temen   : eh, pada mau kemana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya       :  mau ke...... ke... kemana sih Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lini        :  Yee... Mana gue tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saya       :  Lupa nih mau kemana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang anehnya lagi tadi pas keinget sama kejadian ini langsung ketawa ga bisa berhenti, yang langsung dilirik aneh sama temen2 sekerja&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "kamu kenapa lin?" &lt;/span&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-2603205829703794682?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/2603205829703794682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/06/incident-that-make-me-looks-stupid.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2603205829703794682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2603205829703794682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/06/incident-that-make-me-looks-stupid.html' title='Incident that made me looks stupid'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-839954075461102901</id><published>2009-06-05T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:58:56.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office Hours'/><title type='text'>Office Madness</title><content type='html'>It's Friday! Means dress code day.&lt;br /&gt;Dress code of this week for our office is white top and jeans&lt;br /&gt;We did it just for fun. And we managed to take some pics for the record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to post it on facebook, but my connection is very terrible tonite, so I'll post it here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SikfXIXCT4I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ezbAiJLR7Rw/s1600-h/edit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SikfXIXCT4I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ezbAiJLR7Rw/s400/edit3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343836915093360514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The team &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SikfXH36uFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/5rwqN-j91Kw/s1600-h/edit4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SikfXH36uFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/5rwqN-j91Kw/s400/edit4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343836914962839634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before we ready..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SikfW3kVAbI/AAAAAAAAAZM/xlz93YZCQyM/s1600-h/edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SikfW3kVAbI/AAAAAAAAAZM/xlz93YZCQyM/s400/edit2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343836910585708978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-839954075461102901?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/839954075461102901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/06/office-madness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/839954075461102901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/839954075461102901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/06/office-madness.html' title='Office Madness'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SikfXIXCT4I/AAAAAAAAAZU/ezbAiJLR7Rw/s72-c/edit3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-9026954963534246049</id><published>2009-06-01T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:59:13.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love n Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lini!!!</title><content type='html'>Lini celebrated her birthday last Friday on the 29th May.&lt;br /&gt;Since we're in different town now, it's impossible to surprise her with a party. I did not really plan anything, just wanted to give her some presents mailed to her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And coincidentally the Christian music store near my office was having a 20% sale for Ascension day! I quickly went there and thinking to buy one for myself. But then I saw Israel Houghton new album, which reminded me of Lini and her birthday! I tried some tracks and simply like it, especially the lyrics, so I decided to buy her this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-8iCJ9CXd4/SdMz_vZd3qI/AAAAAAAAFk8/AOm7_Du2KvQ/s400/Israel+houghton+The+Power+of+One.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-8iCJ9CXd4/SdMz_vZd3qI/AAAAAAAAFk8/AOm7_Du2KvQ/s400/Israel+houghton+The+Power+of+One.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Lini's house to ask her the mailing address.&lt;br /&gt;Her niece was the one who answer my phone call first, and she directly cut me off when I asked their home address (I think she's kind of scared :p) I tried to call back few times with no answer until FINALLY her mother picked the phone. I told her I am Lini's friend who wanted to give her a birthday present and asked her to keep it as a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the effort is worth enough compare to Lini's reaction. I don't expect her to be surprise, but I did a little trick by made her think I forget her birthday. I didn't text her, call her, or even leave message in facebook to wish her happy birthday. She said she even checked to my old friendster account to see if I wished her there (ahaa! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's her message when she received the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Iplyn!! Kado lo uda ampe.... Wa pikir tadi barang apa yang ketinggalan.. Surprise paling sukse ni kado seumur2 thx u yoo... Tadinya wa ceq fs, wa pikir tadi ni orang ga ucapin :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy if you do dear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 22nd Birthday Lini!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Well, you do have an obligation to make me surprise at my next birthday :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-9026954963534246049?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/9026954963534246049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-lini.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/9026954963534246049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/9026954963534246049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-lini.html' title='Happy Birthday Lini!!!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9-8iCJ9CXd4/SdMz_vZd3qI/AAAAAAAAFk8/AOm7_Du2KvQ/s72-c/Israel+houghton+The+Power+of+One.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-8576970148402105969</id><published>2009-06-01T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:59:33.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Madness'/><title type='text'>Stuffed Mushroom</title><content type='html'>My sis had planned to cook this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stuffed mushroom&lt;/span&gt; that she learned from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i tunes podcast&lt;/span&gt; since last week. So after we went from church last Sunday, we directly shopped the ingredients at carrefour. Because we don't have enough mushroom, so we combine it with potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaaa here's the result.&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SiPGMFp9bhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VnXtn4z2stA/s1600-h/CIMG1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SiPGMFp9bhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VnXtn4z2stA/s400/CIMG1404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342331493970439698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, but not good at all also!!&lt;br /&gt;It tasted like mushroom and sour cream and ham.&lt;br /&gt;Normal and not special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well still not bad for our first try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: My sis thought the mushroom things was nice and planning to experiment other dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S: you can judge the taste by the photo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-8576970148402105969?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/8576970148402105969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/06/stuffed-mushroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8576970148402105969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8576970148402105969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/06/stuffed-mushroom.html' title='Stuffed Mushroom'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SiPGMFp9bhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VnXtn4z2stA/s72-c/CIMG1404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-6215057345986052501</id><published>2009-05-05T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:59:48.789-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Nguping Jakarta blogspot</title><content type='html'>I found this blog from someone blog list&lt;br /&gt;I definitely vote it as  the "blog of the month"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the link at "the blog that I stalks" choose "nguping jakarta"&lt;br /&gt;or just &lt;a href="http://ngupingjakarta.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me you'll love it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://ngupingjakarta.blogspot.com/2009/04/aroma-dosa.html"&gt;Aroma dosa...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pemain #1:&lt;/span&gt; "Ntar pada mau makan dimana?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pemain #2:&lt;/span&gt; "Makan miyabi yuk. Mie ayam babi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pemain #1:&lt;/span&gt; "Babi? Haram tau!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pemain #2:&lt;/span&gt; "Kalo mentah haram, kalo udah mateng harum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lapangan basket di Jakarta, didengar satu tim yang sepakat untuk makan gado-gado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://ngupingjakarta.blogspot.com/2009/04/bisa-sih-tapi-agak-pesing-sedikit.html"&gt;Bisa sih, tapi agak pesing sedikit...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cewek:&lt;/span&gt; "Mas, tolong teh nya nambah ya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pelayan:&lt;/span&gt; "Iya mbak, sebentar ya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cowok:&lt;/span&gt; "Eh, emang teh nya bisa di recycle?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plasa Semanggi, didengar oleh pengunjung lain yang hampir tersedak es teh manis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-6215057345986052501?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/6215057345986052501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/05/nguping-jakarta-blogspot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6215057345986052501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6215057345986052501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/05/nguping-jakarta-blogspot.html' title='Nguping Jakarta blogspot'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-289739798346771716</id><published>2009-05-04T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:00:04.945-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Give Thanks Over Small Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Okay, here's another dream of mine (it's not the most prideful dream, but I think it's worth of share) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't remember what was I doing that time in my dream, but I could feel the urgency to go pee. I tried to find the toilet but seemed all of them went missing. I kept searching and searching with the urgency that has became more urgent by each minute I ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my sister came out and brought me to the toilet nearby. I went inside to the one of the room and tried to do my business there. But I did not feel any relief even though I had finished peeing. Of course I went nuts and got annoyed. I went back to the toilet and tried so many times to pee back, but I still had this "pee urgency" all over me. At the end I tried to convince myself that the urgency was nothing but an uncomfortable feeling. I scared myself with the thoughts that I would had this feeling for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I woke up (still with the urgency) and realized that actually I never went to the toilet at all. I quickly ran to the toilet and my first reaction when I felt that big relief was thanking God over and over again. I'm not being a hypocrite or whatever you want to put it, but that night I was really thankful knowing that actually I can pee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just forget that being normal is something that I have to thank God for. If I can't feel thankful for these small matters, I won't remember to do it either for the huge matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-289739798346771716?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/289739798346771716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/05/give-thanks-over-small-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/289739798346771716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/289739798346771716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/05/give-thanks-over-small-things.html' title='Give Thanks Over Small Things'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-1383598616834078568</id><published>2009-04-26T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:00:08.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>I got the weirdest dream ever,</title><content type='html'>I married James Bond (Pierce Brosnan) and the next day I've had three adorable children, but I found out that actually we just adopted them. Two years old girl from China (she's totally cute), 10 years old boy from Africa, and I can't recall anything for the last son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work and suddenly remember I got 3 children to take care, I rushed back to my home and my mom was there with my children. I have no idea where has my husband gone, maybe acted in his new James Bond film. Then I decided to quit my job and be a good housewife, since my husband (well in my dream he was!) is a famous Hollywood actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got this dream because the night before I went to sleep, I told my Mom, I don't want to work anymore after I have children and want to enjoy my life as a housewife. But I'm not sure why Pierce Brosnan was my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a very short dream, but I remembered it because it's very funny :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-1383598616834078568?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/1383598616834078568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-got-weirdest-dream-ever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/1383598616834078568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/1383598616834078568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-got-weirdest-dream-ever.html' title='I got the weirdest dream ever,'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-6516393427928275685</id><published>2009-04-23T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:00:17.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Wish List'/><title type='text'>My Wish List</title><content type='html'>Here's the list of stuffs that I "think" I want to buy with my salary next month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MP4&lt;br /&gt;2. L'oreal Eye liner&lt;br /&gt;3. 2 Shoes (1 red high heel, 1 flat shoes)&lt;br /&gt;3. Yellow Cardigan&lt;br /&gt;4. Any Worship CD&lt;br /&gt;5. E-learning books&lt;br /&gt;6. Some accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, my money won't last long in my pocket, I wish i won't add more stuff to my list tomorrow T__T sob... sob...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-6516393427928275685?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/6516393427928275685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-wish-list.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6516393427928275685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6516393427928275685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-wish-list.html' title='My Wish List'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-7809893956573514462</id><published>2009-04-23T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:06:26.636-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic Stripes'/><title type='text'>For those Mac fans</title><content type='html'>Wake up people, it's just a machine :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SfFIC08k7xI/AAAAAAAAAY0/0rd4MGSFXE8/s1600-h/final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SfFIC08k7xI/AAAAAAAAAY0/0rd4MGSFXE8/s400/final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328119047565668114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-7809893956573514462?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/7809893956573514462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-those-mac-fans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7809893956573514462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7809893956573514462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-those-mac-fans.html' title='For those Mac fans'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SfFIC08k7xI/AAAAAAAAAY0/0rd4MGSFXE8/s72-c/final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-1763193145465730667</id><published>2009-04-22T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:00:29.420-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><title type='text'>Little Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to my great grandmother's brother's granddaughter's wedding last week. So concluded by our distance relationship, i had no idea who's actually the bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I got nothing to do and wedding reception means free food, I decided to go. The reception was not bad at all. It was a bit crowded since &gt;500 people had to be in one medium size room, but I have to say I quite enjoyed the night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are some pics that I took during the night :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZH89JYfI/AAAAAAAAAYM/gImF3IixbbQ/s1600-h/edit10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZH89JYfI/AAAAAAAAAYM/gImF3IixbbQ/s320/edit10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327715614847492594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZIablEsI/AAAAAAAAAYs/RCbwhQBI-B0/s1600-h/edit8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZIablEsI/AAAAAAAAAYs/RCbwhQBI-B0/s320/edit8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327715622759764674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Sis, my mom, and me (taken by my cousin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZIEUn6AI/AAAAAAAAAYk/nCBgccUGCwU/s1600-h/edit6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZIEUn6AI/AAAAAAAAAYk/nCBgccUGCwU/s320/edit6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327715616825010178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's my grandpa! Some people always thought he's my dad (hmm wondering why ..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZIIeD_NI/AAAAAAAAAYc/YIgIwuORf5s/s1600-h/edit5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZIIeD_NI/AAAAAAAAAYc/YIgIwuORf5s/s320/edit5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327715617938341074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZH3R-bHI/AAAAAAAAAYU/j02a2iTQfDI/s1600-h/edit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZH3R-bHI/AAAAAAAAAYU/j02a2iTQfDI/s320/edit3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327715613324242034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually still got my uncle, my younger cousin, and my grandma that joined the wedding party, but they refused to be shoot (or it just me that forgot to shoot them :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-1763193145465730667?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/1763193145465730667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/1763193145465730667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/1763193145465730667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-update.html' title='Little Update'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Se_ZH89JYfI/AAAAAAAAAYM/gImF3IixbbQ/s72-c/edit10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-2599996820302987550</id><published>2009-04-22T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:01:34.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><title type='text'>New Layout</title><content type='html'>Finally!&lt;br /&gt;Fiuhh,, it's not my best, but at least I've tried my best to personalize my own blogger layout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not really my design, the concept and ideas I took it from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.pyzam.com/bloggertemplates/details/elegant-moment" target="_blank"&gt;www.pyzam.com. &lt;/a&gt;I just change some of the colours and combine it with one of the original blogger's template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the expert of HTML, so it took me about 1 hour to mess this layout up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking to change the header and the footer with my own design, put some more pictures of my life or even will put it in slide and add some songs. But can't do it now since it's still in my working time :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I did promise to write this blog in my mother language, but because one or two reasons (well actually it just depends on my mood) maybe I will blog it with English (actual reason is to practice my English!)  xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-2599996820302987550?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/2599996820302987550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-layout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2599996820302987550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2599996820302987550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-layout.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-2195197267906421873</id><published>2009-04-17T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T01:20:30.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Bread'/><title type='text'>Rest</title><content type='html'>I got this article from&lt;a href="http://www.perrynoble.com/2005/05/31/rest/"&gt; Perry Noble's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this article is interesting and worth to share :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 – I was teaching as series through the 10 commandments and I discovered something. Most of the commandments are pretty cut and dry and need very little explanation, for example, most of us get, “Do not kill.” But if you will pay careful attention to the 10 commandments you will notice that the one God gives the most attention to, the one He goes into the most detail explaining is the one on rest—He’s pretty serious about this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to argue that the devil never took a day off—neither should I…until someone pointed out to me that the devil was not to be my example. If I was going to try to be more like Jesus then I needed to follow His commands and follow His lead—which leads me to my second point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 – Jesus rested!  This fact was made clear to me in reading a book by Max Lucado entitled, &lt;i&gt;And The Angels Were Silent.&lt;/i&gt; He has a chapter in this book that challenges the reader to go to Scripture and look at the last week that Jesus spend on the planet. He points out that you can find that Jesus did something every single day of the week…except for Sunday—there is nothing anywhere in Scripture saying that Jesus did work on the Sabbath. If the Son of God could find time to rest on the last week of Him being physically present on the planet—then shouldn’t we find the time as well? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a very familiar story in Scripture about Jesus getting on a boat &amp;amp; going to sleep. All of a sudden a storm develops and the disciples freak out—but Jesus is still sleeping. I have heard many explanations as to why—and to be frank I think most of them are ridiculous. Seriously, people try to over spiritualize this passage. I have heard, “Jesus slept because He knew God was in control.” True, He did know God was in control. But please go to the Scriptures before the storm passage and you will discover something amazing—Jesus had been working hard, ministering to people, casting out demons, putting up with religious idiots. So He withdrew and slept. Why? BECAUSE HE WAS TIRED! And what did He do when He got tired? He rested—just like God Himself did on the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; day of creation.  God modeled it—Jesus modeled it…and we are to follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know rest is difficult—especially for me; however, I believe if we are going to strive to be like Jesus then we must strive to rest &amp;amp; refresh ourselves often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-2195197267906421873?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/2195197267906421873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2195197267906421873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2195197267906421873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/rest.html' title='Rest'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-4321241731163402388</id><published>2009-04-14T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:01:57.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Jakarta breaks my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can’t stop thinking that these children are my age, that it makes a tremendous difference where you are born, that I could be one of those children living in the Favellas of Rio; I could be a child starving in Somalia; a victim of war in the Middle East or a beggar in India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://criticaldocs.wordpress.com/2008/06/04/twelve-year-old-severn-suzuki-speaking-at-the-un-earth-summit-1992/"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Severn Suzuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was walking outside the mall when I saw two girls (about 6 &amp;amp; 8 years old) wearing white-white uniform. Shivering and wet, they were walking side by side carried one big umbrella with them. They're not beggars, they just rented their umbrella to the people who needed it&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And those people paid Rp.1000 - 5000 for their services.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Out of the blue the younger girl fell down from the stair. As shocked as she was, I looked at her and asked if she's okay. I don't think she heard me, but I knew she was reading my lip movements. Felt a shame being caught after falling down, the girl just stood up, wearing her slipper back and started to walk again- pretended like nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one minute later I could see from her face that she couldn't stand the pain.&lt;br /&gt;She started to cry on her sister's shoulder and all her sister could do just calmed her down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you crying? Please don't cry okay..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was crying at my heart when I saw that scene in front my very own eyes. Deep in my heart I'm really afraid if I were born to be one of those kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of hope that made me woke up every morning?&lt;br /&gt;And with what dreams I had to face my future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain do makes me melancholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-4321241731163402388?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/4321241731163402388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/jakarta-breaks-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/4321241731163402388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/4321241731163402388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/jakarta-breaks-my-heart.html' title='Jakarta breaks my heart'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-5117440756934043021</id><published>2009-04-14T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:02:18.077-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Kecantikan dan Uang‏</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Surat dari cewek cantik yang ingin mendapatkan pria kaya yang dimuat di suatu majalah. Suratnya ditanggapi oleh seorang pria kaya dengan serius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bagus kata-katanya dan jangan lupa lihat nama pria yang membalas suratnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seorang gadis muda dan cantik, mengirimkan surat ke sebuah majalah terkenal, dengan judul:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; "Apa yang harus saya lakukan untuk dapat menikah dengan pria kaya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan jujur, tentang apa yang akan coba saya katakan di sini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tahun ini saya berumur 25 tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya sangat cantik, mempunyai selera yang bagus akan fashion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya ingin menikahi seorang pria dengan penghasilan minimal $500ribu/tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anda mungkin berpikir saya matre, tapi penghasilan $1juta/tahun hanya dianggap sebagai kelas menengah di New York. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Persyaratan saya tidak tinggi. apakah ada di forum ini mempunyai penghasilan $500ribu/tahun? apa kalian semua sudah menikah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yang saya ingin tanyakan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;apa yang harus saya lakukan untuk menikahi orang kaya seperti anda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yang terkaya pernah berkencan dengan saya hanya $250rb/tahun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bila seseorang ingin pindah ke area pemukiman elit di City Garden New York, penghasilan $ 250rb/tahun tidaklah cukup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dengan kerendahan hati, saya ingin menanyakan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dimana para lajang2 kaya hang out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kisaran umur berapa yang harus saya cari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kenapa kebanyakan istri dari orang2 kaya hanya berpenampilan standar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya pernah bertemu dengan beberapa wanita yang memiliki penampilan tidak menarik, tapi mereka bisa menikahi pria kaya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bagaimana, anda memutuskan, siapa yang bisa menjadi istrimu, dan siapa yang hanya bisa menjadi pacar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Si Cantik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ++++++++++++ +++++++++ +++++++++ +++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Inilah balasan dari seorang pria yang bekerja di Finansial Wall Street :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya telah membaca surat mu dengan semangat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya rasa banyak gadis2 di luar sana yang mempunyai pertanyaan yang sama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ijinkan saya untuk menganalisa situasi mu sebagai seorang profesional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pendapatan tahunan saya lebih dari $500rb, sesuai syaratmu, jadi saya harap semuanya tidak berpikir saya main2 di sini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dari sisi seorang bisnis,merupakan keputusan salah untuk menikahimu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jawabannya mudah saja, saya coba jelaskan, coba tempatkan "kecantikan" dan "uang" bersisian, dimana anda mencoba menukar kecantikan dengan uang: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pihak A menyediakan kecantikan,dan pihak B membayar untuk itu, hal yg masuk akal. Tapi ada masalah disini, kecantikan anda akan menghilang, tapi uang saya tidak akan hilang tanpa ada alasan yang bagus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Faktanya, pendapatan saya mungkin akan meningkat dari tahun ke tahun, tapi anda tidak akan bertambah cantik tahun demi tahun. Karena itu, dari sudut pandang ekonomi, saya adalah aset yang akan meningkat, dan anda adalah aset yang akan menyusut.&lt;br /&gt;Bukan hanya penyusutan normal, tapi penyusutan eksponensial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jika hanya (kecantikan) itu aset anda, nilai anda akan sangat mengkhawatirkan 10 tahun mendatang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dari aturan yg kita gunakan di Wall Street, setiap pertukaran memiliki posisi, kencan dengan anda juga merupakan posisi tukar. Jika nilai tukar turun, kita akan menjualnya dan adalah ide buruk untuk menyimpan dalam jangka lama, seperti pernikahan yang anda inginkan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mungkin terdengar kasar, tapi untuk membuat keputusan bijaksana, setiap aset dengan nilai depresiasi besar akan di jual atau "disewakan." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Siapa saja dengan penghasilan tahunan $500rb, bukan orang bodoh, kami hanya berkencan dengan anda, tapi tidak akan menikahi anda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saya akan menyarankan agar anda lupakan saja untuk mencari cara menikahi orang kaya. Lebih baik anda menjadikan diri anda orang kaya dengan pendapatan 500rb/tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ini kesempatan lebih bagus daripada mencari orang kaya bodoh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mudah2an balasan ini dapat membantu. Jika anda tertarik untuk servis "sewa pinjam," hubungi saya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ttd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; J.P. Morgan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-5117440756934043021?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/5117440756934043021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/kecantikan-dan-uang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/5117440756934043021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/5117440756934043021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/kecantikan-dan-uang.html' title='Kecantikan dan Uang‏'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-6786691261091711222</id><published>2009-04-10T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:02:26.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Another Farewell</title><content type='html'>I always thought that I'm quite mature for someone at my age.&lt;br /&gt;I know how to handle rejection with a smile,&lt;br /&gt;I know when is the right time to talk and the right time to keep silent.&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning for my future and save my money every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I  still don't understand how adults can handle their goodbye professionally. I can't be like them that send you out the door just with a formal hand-shake and back to normal life like nothing ever happened, or worse like I never know you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so bad to see you step outside my world and do not turn back anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've faced so many goodbyes in my life but until now I haven't learn to face it without tears.&lt;br /&gt;Farewell dear, you know I'm gonna miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-6786691261091711222?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/6786691261091711222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6786691261091711222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6786691261091711222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-farewell.html' title='Another Farewell'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-7834888245932624810</id><published>2009-04-03T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:02:47.583-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic Stripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>What Woman Wants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Sdbnp7hn8ZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/tiw-1tiEX60/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Sdbnp7hn8ZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/tiw-1tiEX60/s400/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320694717324194194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SdbnlkTBzAI/AAAAAAAAAWA/E_Kx5b8-Ues/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SdbnlkTBzAI/AAAAAAAAAWA/E_Kx5b8-Ues/s400/image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320694642369481730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Sdbnhgzl7xI/AAAAAAAAAV4/umSV7Cg44Nc/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Sdbnhgzl7xI/AAAAAAAAAV4/umSV7Cg44Nc/s400/image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320694572712849170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Sdbnb5Ep4wI/AAAAAAAAAVw/hT1wClukAT0/s1600-h/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Sdbnb5Ep4wI/AAAAAAAAAVw/hT1wClukAT0/s400/image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320694476147647234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-7834888245932624810?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/7834888245932624810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-woman-wants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7834888245932624810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/7834888245932624810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-woman-wants.html' title='What Woman Wants'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/Sdbnp7hn8ZI/AAAAAAAAAWI/tiw-1tiEX60/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-8598552975661694829</id><published>2009-04-03T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:03:03.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><title type='text'>Manjanya Anak Jakarta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kemaren pas si kakak pulang, dia bawa barang yang lumayan banyak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jadinya mau ga mau biar kamar ga sempit, kita mulai de acara bersih-bersih kamar, yang kebanyakan mami yang rapiin, kta cuma jadi spectactor setia di samping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pas angkat2 koper, saya ga sadar kalo pegangan koper uda copot jadinya ada paku yang mencuat keluar. Uda siap-siap mau ngangkat, tiba-tiba kena tuh paku yang akhirnya jadi kebaret panjang dan agak dalem&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reaksi pertama yah teriak sakit, "aduhhh"&lt;br /&gt;Tapi pas liat banyak darah yang keluar langsung de teriak teriak ga jelas. Rencananya sih cuma bercanda sok sok dihiperbolain. Emang darahnya banyak banget cuma sakitnya ga seberapa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nah si mami yang ngeliat saya teriak sama ngeliat darah yang bercucuran terus langsung panik kayak ibu ibu sinetron yang anaknya ketembak peluru. Dia buru-buru ambil tissue sambil megangin terus baretan saya yg keluar darahnya emang ga kira-kira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"sakit ya vlyn, sakit yah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Si kakak, dipojokan masih nyindir2 "manja amat sih, di malay juga sering kebaret gitu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;terus si mami jawab, "enggak via, emang dalem banget darahnya keluar terus"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ngeliat reaksi mami yang heboh banget itu, saya jadi kpingin ikutan heboh. Mulai de nangis kenceng2&lt;br /&gt;"sakit mi sakit...." (padahal biasa aja)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;si kakak yang kemudian ngeliat banyak tissue berdarah juga jadi ikutan heboh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mami:&lt;/span&gt; aduh gimana yah nih, perlu dijait ga yah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eve:&lt;/span&gt; hah dijait? (langung tangisan saya yang tadinya dasyat jadi cuma terisak-isak, soalnya saya amat takut sakit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mami:&lt;/span&gt; nih dipegang yah vlyn, biar darahnya ga keluar terus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Si mami buru-buru keluar panggil tante saya yg di kamar sebelah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Langsung deh saya beneran berenti nangisnya (kan malu diliat tante, apalagi nanti anaknya pasti ikut-ikutan kepo mau ngeliat ada apaan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;inti dari inti, emang lukanya agak dalem dan dagingnya sempet keliatan dikit cuma yah ga pa2, setelah dua hari uda nyambung lagi kok kulitnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Itu baru reaksi heboh versi mami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Si mami terus telpon papi yang lagi ada di luar kota (percakapan seperti yang diceritakan saksi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;papi: &lt;/span&gt;hah? beneran? infeksi ga ling(nama mami)? ntar bisa mati loh, ke dokter aja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mami&lt;/span&gt;: ga pa2 tuh uda kering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;papi:&lt;/span&gt; takutnya infeksi nanti tetanus, badannya meriang ga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mami:&lt;/span&gt; iya meriang, riang gembira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(waktu itu saya lagi ketawa-ketawa bercanda sama kakak dan saudara)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haih, emang kalo di jakarta saya jadi anak rumahan yang manja:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-8598552975661694829?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/8598552975661694829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/manjanya-anak-jakarta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8598552975661694829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/8598552975661694829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/manjanya-anak-jakarta.html' title='Manjanya Anak Jakarta'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-3896451094888415104</id><published>2009-04-03T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:03:13.655-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Percakapan ibu dan anak</title><content type='html'>Alkisah sepupu saya perempuan yang umurnya baru 15 tahun tiba-tiba punya pacar.&lt;br /&gt;Sepupu saya ini (els) memang anaknya agak tomboy dan sedikit gemuk (sedikit doang lis sedikit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadinya menurut sumber yg bisa dipercaya (alias mami saya) kedua orangtua si anak (om dan tante) jadi agak sedkit bangga ternyata anaknya bisa dapet pacar juga. Dan mulai lah si mami protes2 anaknya yg uda umur 21 kok masi blon dapet juga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mami:&lt;/span&gt; Vlyn liat tuh si Elis kecil2 gitu uda punya pacar, kok anak mami masi blon laku az&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eve:&lt;/span&gt; yah mi, masi lama deh, lama banget, udah ga usa ditungguin ntar kburu ubanan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mami:&lt;/span&gt; Doa dong makanya, minta jodoh sama Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eve:&lt;/span&gt; duh mami ivlyn kan da bilang....... (berkhotbah panjang alesan kenapa ga mau punya pacar dulu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mami: &lt;/span&gt;Liat tuh si Els pacarnya ganteng, tinggi tinggi, pinter lagi anak IPA, lumayan kaya lagi, maminya buka toko emas di ***** (intinya dari tadi saya uda ngomong panjang lebar ga didengerin sama mami)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eve:&lt;/span&gt; Kristen bukan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hening 2-3 detik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mami:&lt;/span&gt; ga tau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba-tiba pembicaraan selsai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahh gini nih, maminya punya toko emas lebih penting daripada satu agama atau enggak&lt;br /&gt;sedih deh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-3896451094888415104?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/3896451094888415104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/percakapan-ibu-dan-anak.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/3896451094888415104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/3896451094888415104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/04/percakapan-ibu-dan-anak.html' title='Percakapan ibu dan anak'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-6383680344594197640</id><published>2009-03-30T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:03:28.032-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Simple Act of Kindness</title><content type='html'>Biasanya kalau naik mikrolet itu saya selalu duduk di bagian yang paling deket sama pintu.&lt;br /&gt;Soalnya gmpang turunnya, lebih kena angin, plus ga usa pusing desek2an sama orang di dalem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kmarin itu, kyak biasa saya duduk di bangku angkot favorit saya.&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba ada nenek yang bawa barang lumayan banyak, tergopoh gopoh (ya ampun bahasanya...) naik ke angkot saya ini. Buru-buru saya duduk menyingkir biar dia gmpang duduknya. Terus dia bilang "makasih" sambil senyum gitu ke arah saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel so pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mungkin yang buat terimakasihnya jadi spesial karena dia ngucapin nya dengan tulus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(arti kata tulus: merasa bantuan kita sangat berguna dan bener2 berasa berterimakasih)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi sedikit lebih mengerti lagi tentang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inner beauty&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;cewe bakal merasa cantik kalau perbuatannya dihargai, biar sesepele apapun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-6383680344594197640?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/6383680344594197640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/simple-act-of-kindness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6383680344594197640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6383680344594197640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/simple-act-of-kindness.html' title='Simple Act of Kindness'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-2093249088662852069</id><published>2009-03-27T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:03:34.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Cara sopan untuk menanyakan agama seseorang di Jakarta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Client&lt;/span&gt; : Ibu natalan nih?&lt;br /&gt;Ibu Li : Iya dong&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Client&lt;/span&gt;: kalo Mbak yang disana?&lt;br /&gt;Eve: Natalan, hehe&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Client&lt;/span&gt;: Oh kalo mas lebaran yah?&lt;br /&gt;Dn : lebaran&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dong Pak&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Client&lt;/span&gt;: Kalo mas Ronal yang itu apa yah?&lt;br /&gt;Ibu Li: Oh kalo dia mah pancasila, natalan lebaran sin cia an diikutin smuanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___-;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Ronal adalah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Office Boy&lt;/span&gt; kita yang namanya sudah saya ganti untuk privasinya :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-2093249088662852069?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/2093249088662852069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/cara-sopan-untuk-menanyakan-agama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2093249088662852069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/2093249088662852069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/cara-sopan-untuk-menanyakan-agama.html' title='Cara sopan untuk menanyakan agama seseorang di Jakarta'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-814691187835138321</id><published>2009-03-23T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:04:22.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Chat'/><title type='text'>Repotnya Beli Duren</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Minggu lalu, salah satu karyawan kantor ada yang beli duren. Ditarolah sama dia di kulkas kantor. Jadinya wanginya tuh satu ruangan menyebar semua. Untungnya sih ga ada yang ga suka sama duren, jadi ada baunya juga ga ada yang protes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya si tipe yang emang doyan banget sama duren, cium baunya kmarenan itu uda bikin ngiler setenga mati. Apalagi uda lama banget ga makan. Waktu itu sebulan yang lalu pernah beli, tapi rasanya tawarrr, ga ada enak2nya sama skali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nah pas hari itu mampir ke All Fresh (toko buah) soalnya si mami nitip buat beliin nasi merah. Emang sengaja mampir ke counter duren buat ngeliatin doang (soalnya harganya di luar budget :D), eh ada yang lagi di diskon, kan lumayan banget tuh, dari 50ribu sampe jadi 25ribu. Ya sutralah, demi memuaskan keinginan perut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saya kalo balik kerja itu naek angkot dua kali. Pas angkot pertama kyaknya sih bau duren kemana2 ga ada masalah. Penumpang laen pada tenang smua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nah pas naek angkot kedua, mulai de ciri2 penumpang yang ga seneng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dimulai dari ibu2 sebrang yang mulai tutup idungnya pake tangan sambil ngeliatin plastik blanjaan di tangan saya. Yang memang kebetulan saya satu2nya penumpang yang pegang plastik ALL FRESH plus gmbar buah2nya yg superjumbo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uda mulai ga enak, saya langsung peluk kantongnya erat2, biar baunya ga keluar2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ga berani gerak juga, soalnya bgitu gerak, baunya langsung kemana mana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ga berapa lama kemudian si ibu pun jatuh tertidur, saya mulai ngerasa lega.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Terus beberapa menit kemudia, saya baru sadar kalo mas yang pas duduk di sebelah saya tuh nutupin idungnya pake tisu sepanjang perjalanan. Bener2 ditutup loh itu hidungnya! Sempet bingung juga gimana cara dia nafas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ngeliat dia jadi kasiaaaaaaaann banget, tapi gimana lagi dong, masa durennya saya buang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dia tutupin idungnya sampe saya turun dari angkot. Pas saya bilang “pinggir mas” kyaknya dia lansung bernafas lega, dia juga langsung ga nutupin hidungnya lagi. Terus pas saya uda turun, dia liatin saya dari kaca belakang, gat au sebel ato enggak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ngeliatin dia kayaknya pengen ketawa, antara ngetawain reaksi dia sama susahnya beli duren naek angkot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yah maaf de kalo misalnya pada jadi eneg sama baunya. Anggep aja sama kalo misalkan mas pada ngerokok saya juga ga tahan sama baunya (manknya tu mas ngerokok??) :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-814691187835138321?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/814691187835138321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/repotnya-beli-duren.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/814691187835138321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/814691187835138321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/repotnya-beli-duren.html' title='Repotnya Beli Duren'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-5174255983167527396</id><published>2009-03-13T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:04:30.870-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>A little flashback</title><content type='html'>Kmaren sempet chat bentar sama p***y di MSN,&lt;br /&gt;dia lagi sibuk banget sama tugas skolah, business online plus urusan greja.&lt;br /&gt;Denger dia crita ga kebayang sibukk amat tu anak,&lt;br /&gt;agak khawatir kalo dia malah stress dan smuanya ga selsai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba2 keinget kalo dulu saya juga bgitu.&lt;br /&gt;Sibuk sibuk terus, smuanya pengen diselsaain, dikerjain,&lt;br /&gt;tapi kayaknya masalah/ tugas ga perna selsai2.&lt;br /&gt;Selsai satu muncul lagi, uda berusaha kerjain yg terbaik tapi hasilnya slalu ga maximal,&lt;br /&gt;dan akhir2annya ngecewain orang laen ma diri sndiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang kalo liat ke belakang, kyaknya idup pas kulia capekkk banget,&lt;br /&gt;apalagi waktu kerja musti bolak balik klana jaya, puchong, cyber&lt;br /&gt;Malem2 musti jalan dari ioi ke greja abis kerja.&lt;br /&gt;Perna skali lagi jalan capee banget, tiba2 grimis, kyaknya pengen nangis aja&lt;br /&gt;Uda badan cape ngilu2, Tuhan kok tega kasi ujan.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi karena smua itu buat Tuhan, yah saia rela2in az, namanya juga cinta:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masi banyak masala laen yg waktu itu Tuhan ga jawab,&lt;br /&gt;Kadang2 bingung banget Tuhan maunya apa sih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang saya uda ga inget smua beban plus perasaan sedi itu (uda keenakan di jakarta :p).&lt;br /&gt;Justru Tuhan skrang yg ingetin, dia bilang "smua pengorbanan kamu waktu itu saya inget"&lt;br /&gt;Pas denger Tuhan ngomong bgitu kyaknya ni hati langsung senenggg banget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soalnya skarang ini aja saia uda ga inget keluhan2, pengorbanan2 saia buat Tuhan pas waktu dulu, tapi Tuhan bilang dia inget, gimana ga terharuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan bener2 bales berkali2 lipat, kalo dulu ke greja musti jalan, skarang tempat kerjaku sbrangnya pas itu greja, tiap kamis malem Tuhan kasi kesempatan buat cari Dia.&lt;br /&gt;Smua doa rata2 pasti dijawab, dari yang kecil sampe yg gede,&lt;br /&gt;kadang2 sampe bingung banget, Tuhan kok bae amat si sama saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan baru sadar, justru dari smua kesusahan2 itu, di situlah saya bertumbuh.&lt;br /&gt;Blajar lebi dewasa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya idup sampe skarang cuma buat nyaksiin kalo Tuhan itu baek banget :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-5174255983167527396?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/5174255983167527396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/kmaren-sempet-chat-bentar-sama-py-di.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/5174255983167527396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/5174255983167527396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/kmaren-sempet-chat-bentar-sama-py-di.html' title='A little flashback'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-6505923575612472788</id><published>2009-03-06T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:04:38.786-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit Update'/><title type='text'>Healthy Lifestyle</title><content type='html'>Abis balik ke Indo, si mami tiap hari brisik di samping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Makan sayur, makan vitamin, ini itu."&lt;br /&gt;"Jangan makan minyak minyak, ntar kolestrol,"&lt;br /&gt;"Tes darah yu, liat ada penyakit ga"&lt;br /&gt;"Jaga makan ntar tmbah gendut (tapi tiap hari dikasi makan segubrek)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba2 sadar kalo slama ini emang gaya hidup saia ga ad sehat2nya, ga perna olahraga plus makan sayur.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yg namanya masi ngotot malesnya, yah pura2 ga tau aja, padahal sndiri uda sadar kalo emang dilanjutin terus masa tuanya bisa banyak penyakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus tiba2 Tuhan juga ingetin, kalo badan ini kan punya Tuhan dan harganya uda lunas dibayar, plus "your body is a holy temple" jadi harus dirawat baik2.&lt;br /&gt;Duh uda diingetin sama Tuhan, ya uda de mau ga mau jadi smangat olahraga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiap pagi sblon pergi kerja disempet2in jogging 45 menit.&lt;br /&gt;Hari pertama si malessssssssss banget, badan kyaknya ga mau bangun,&lt;br /&gt;eh terus ditepok sama Tuhan, "bangun!" ya uda de, mau ga mau bangun.&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata asik juga si, cuma yah males bangunnya itu yg suka ga tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma oke lah, secara saia juga lagi pingin nurunin 5 kg dalam taon ini, tapi balik indo malah naek 2 kg dalam 1 blan, jadi musti turunin 7 kg de, (yahh susaahhh)&lt;br /&gt;Lagi kepingin punya pinggang plus perut kecil, gara2 lagi suka baju model ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SbHm8bQ5MaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/F-JOXd4P4mA/s1600-h/Untitled-2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SbHm8bQ5MaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/F-JOXd4P4mA/s320/Untitled-2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310279361431679394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SbHrRKKQd-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/VgdJsN4h3v8/s1600-h/Untitled-3+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SbHrRKKQd-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/VgdJsN4h3v8/s320/Untitled-3+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310284115664205794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan kalo pake ke kerja bagus :D&lt;br /&gt;Terus bru sadar kalo saya ini dianugrahi dengan tubuh tinggi, jadi kyaknya cocok (bukan bermaksud memuji diri sndiri)&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kmaren cobain, duh ga sebagus si model. Gara2 apalagi kalo bukan pinggangku yg besar plus perut yg mencuat ke depan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makanya ini juga salah satu motivasi buat jogging pagi2,&lt;br /&gt;haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi bgini ni rutinitasnya:&lt;br /&gt;5.30: bangun&lt;br /&gt;6.00: jogging&lt;br /&gt;6.45: pulang&lt;br /&gt;7.30: brangkat kerja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah kita liat az, tahan sampe kapan rutinitas bgini :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-6505923575612472788?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/6505923575612472788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/healthy-lifestyle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6505923575612472788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/6505923575612472788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/healthy-lifestyle.html' title='Healthy Lifestyle'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTQEhEkWeYE/SbHm8bQ5MaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/F-JOXd4P4mA/s72-c/Untitled-2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5785663504800860852.post-5041173438975542438</id><published>2009-03-06T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:44:30.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heep Heep Hurray!</title><content type='html'>Niatan buka blog baru gara2 kepengen ngeblog pake bahasa indo, haha&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin gara2 skarang tiap ari ngomongnya ya pake indo lagi indo lagi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama Heep Heep Hurray yah karena bingung mau nama apa lagi,&lt;br /&gt;plus kebetulan suasana hatinya lagi seneng, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya suw, enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5785663504800860852-5041173438975542438?l=dadsdouter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/feeds/5041173438975542438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/heep-heep-hurray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/5041173438975542438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5785663504800860852/posts/default/5041173438975542438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsdouter.blogspot.com/2009/03/heep-heep-hurray.html' title='Heep Heep Hurray!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15673106664687586922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UbCC4R7pp0U/TW4YvV_L7YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kSx2--pmfRI/s220/Eve%2BLyn.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
