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Ringan sepertinya. Beginilah ceritanya :&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Bermula di pagi hari, saat akan menuju kantor suwung. Saat di lampu merah sesetan, saat motor saya sedang melaju, tiba2 lampu berubah menjadi kuning, sedikit ragu2, saya pelankan motor. Sehingga menuju merah, saya rem motor saya dengan posisi menyentuh garis putih.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Saat ituh saya masih melihat lampu yang berwarna merah yang letaknya di sisi sebelah kanan saya. Dan juga saya lihat ada mobil yang melaju kencangggg melewati lampu merah di sebelah kiri saya. Dan saat itulah, sepersekian detik kemudian, tiba2 saya tersungkur dan melihat seli berada 0.5 meter di depan saya. Saya langsung menuju ke seli, menanyakan keadaannya. Dan polisi2 berdatangan memapah saya, seli dan motor saya ke pos polisi. Masih dalam keadaan bingung, saya berusaha untuk berpikir. Oh, motor saya rusak. Lampu belakang kaca pecah. Saya telah membuat seli celaka. Matilahhhh &gt;.&lt;....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Lalu semakin banyak orang yang berdatangan, 3 orang bapak2 menghampiri, dan 1 orang ibu2 yang bilang kalo saya salah. +__+.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Saya baru sadar, oh! Ditabrak bus!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Lalu ada 1 bapak2&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;yang tiba2 berkata bahwa dia akan menanggung semuanya dan meminta nama dan nomor handphone saya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Lalu, seli bilang, dia mulai berkunang2, dan gelap. Muka seli menjadi pucat. Saat saya akan mengantarkan seli ke kasih ibu, ibu2 tadi bilang, nanti dulu, ke rumah sakit tentara saja.. &lt;/span&gt;lalu tiba2 aja.. jreng jreng.. muncul lah miyabu a.k.a maria odarijawa a.k.a marimonce yang kemarin ini baru aja merid di tanggal 9 bulan 9 tahun 2009. :p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Langsung deh, saya minta tolong ke marimonce untuk mengantarkan seli ke kasih ibu. Saat seli di kasih ibu, saya membereskan semua masalah. Dan pada akhirnya semua masalah terselesaikan dengan jalan damai. &lt;/span&gt;Dan tiba2, muncullah satu sosok lagi karyawan mitrais. Made Arditya. &lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;Karena saya bilang udah beres, udah gak apa2, beliau berangkat ke kantor kuta. Setelah semua urusan beres, saya pergi ke dealer yamaha terdekat yang letaknya dekaaatttt sekali dengan lampu merah sesetan. Setelah menaruh motor, meminta mekanin untuk memperbaiki motor, maka saya meminta salah satu mekanik untuk mengantarkan saya ke kantor suwung. Dan, tiba di kantor suwung, menghadap rekan sekerja saya dan masih dalam keadaan labil, saya berusaha untuk menceritakan  apa yang terjadi. Setelah mulai sedikit tenang, saya menghadap bos manager saya untuk meminta ijin untuk seli, dan entah bagaimana ceritanya si bos dan beberapa karyawan sudah tau mengenai apa yang saya dan seli alami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dan begitulah cerita ini berakhir dengan bengkaknya tangan seli, dan pipinya yg tergores. Dan saya pun melanjutkan rutinitas saya di kantor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hikmah dari semua ini : lampu merah bearti jalan terus??? hahaha..... Mulai saat ini, saya akan lebih berhati hati dalam berkendara supaya kalo ke kantor gak perlu nebeng travello (jem 7.30 kudu stand by +___+).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="SV"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/4329978799060333484-1021990478979294275?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/1021990478979294275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=1021990478979294275&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/1021990478979294275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/1021990478979294275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-so-yesterday-story.html' title='It&apos;s so Yesterday Story......'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-3330286126611000008</id><published>2009-07-07T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:47:14.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job and Job'/><title type='text'>New Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been more than half year I'm not updated this blog. N now, I'm trying to update this blog. The last time I wrote this blog is at 30 December last year. And now, it's already July 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Tanggal 1 July kemarin gw selesai dari project Benchmark. Gak cuman gw, tapi juga temen g, sebut aja Miko, bukan nama yang sebenernya. Dan mulai bulan ini, pemasukan pun berkurang. Harus mulai irit dan mengurangi pengeluaran. Demi calon profesor!! ;))&lt;br /&gt;Dan sekarang, sambil menunggu mulainya project baru (yang katanya sih SRS nya dateng minggu ini), dan sekalian menghilangkan kebosanan dan kejenuhan membaca coding, akhirnya gw teringat : Oh, gw punya blog!! Jadilah akhirnya gw update ini blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;Selama beberapa bulan, semenjak terakhir gw update blog sampe sekarang, banyak sekali kejadian2 yang berlalu. Kejadian yang menggembirakan, menyedihkan, emosi yang meluap2 lalu mereda. Semua kejadian selalu ada artinya. Dan kita belajar dari setiap kejadian yang terjadi. Bila hal buruk yang sama terulang kembali, kita dapat tersadar dan mengatasi hal tersebut. Apakah dengan membiarkan, berpura2 tidak tau, atau menghadapinya. Terkadang, manusia lebih memlilih untuk tidak tahu apa2, dan bahkan menganggap bahwa hal itu tidak pernah terjadi sebelumnya sehingga dia terus melakukan kesalahan yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;Ngomong2 tentang hal ini, ada pula manusia yang hidup dari mimpi. Manusia yang hanya berpegang dari keyakinannya. Seperti memakai kacamata kuda, yang selalu fokus ke satu hal dan tidak membuka matanya untuk melihat hal lain. Padahal di dunia ini, tanpa kita sadarai, ada banyak hal indah yang terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;Cobalah melakukan hal yang jarang dilakukan orang lain. Misalnya : di siang hari saat cuaca terik dan matahari bersinar, cobalah melihat ke atas langit. Terkadang, langit berwarna biru cerah dan kita bisa melihat bentuk awan putih yang aneh2 dan lucu. Dan pada saat panas itu, kita akan melihat warna hijau daun yang begitu cerah. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, still.... What a beautifulday..............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4329978799060333484-3330286126611000008?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/3330286126611000008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=3330286126611000008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/3330286126611000008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/3330286126611000008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-story.html' title='New Story'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-5375163038323369905</id><published>2008-12-30T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T20:00:08.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In memoriam of Kooki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4 Januari 2007 - 7 Desember 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Belum ada satu tahun Kooki tinggal bersama gw. Hari itu, hari minngu. Bangun tidur rasanya malessss buanget. Tapi gw paksain buat bangun n lath aikido. Saat ituh emang perut gw ini laghe gak enak, tapi tetep gw paksain buat pegi latihan. Sesampainya di dojo, ikutan pemanasan bentar, tnyata gw ga tahan sam asakit perutnya. Dan pulanglah gw k kost. Sampe di kost, rencana mo baring, gw liat rumah Kooki. Saat itu, keadaan Kooki udah kejang2 n lemeessss buanget. Akhirnya, langsunglah Kooki gw pindahin ke tempat yang lebih kecil n gw langsung melaju k Denpasar. Nyari Dokter hewan n akhirnya dpt klinik hewan di Jl.Tukad Balian. Tnyata jauh.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sesampainya di klinik hewan, Kooki diinfus sama dokternya n disuntik vitamin. Dokter bilang, kesembuhan Kooki tergantung dr sistem imun tubuh Kooki. Setelah ngurus administrasi, Kooki gw bawa pulang. Sesampainya di kost, gw langsung ngebersihin rumah Kooki n Kooki gw olesin vitamin di mulutnya. Waktu lg ngeberesin rumahnya, Kooki bergerak, seperti mau jalan. Refleks, gw langsung angkat Kooki n gw belai2. Dan saat itu pula, Kooki meninggal.. :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Awalnya gw sempet bingung, Kooki ini mati ato cuman tidur. Tapi gak lama, badannya mulai kaku n gak ada gerakan kecil di perutnya.  Kooki mati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shock, Sedih, Suram. Udah gak ada lagi Kooki yang lucu n menggemaskan. Lengkaplah kesedihan, Kooki pergi ninggalin gw sendiri.. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan akhirnya, setelah membuka ruang duka selama hampir 2 jam, Kooki dimakamkan di samping kost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gud Bye Kooki, Au Revoir, Hope you Rest in Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;====================================================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Selang seminggu setelah peninggalan Kooki, rumah Kooki yang tadinya gw biarinin seperti layaknya Kooki masih ada,akhirnya gw pasrah n gw rapihin. Rumahnya gw bersihin n gw pake buat naro barang2 gw yg lain. Dan gw belajar untuk berpasrah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;====================================================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 hari setelah itu, gw ngedapetin kejutan. Temen - temen dari Tim Benchmark (Lusi, Jaya, Teguh, Miko, Partha, Dhani n Fajar (Theo dah keburu resign)) ngebeliin gw 1 pasang hamster baru yang berumur 2 bulan. Warna abu-abu dan yg satu, mirip warnanya sama Kooki. Wahhhh,, jadi terharu n gw ga nyangka banget. Senanggg.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rumah Kooki gw beresin lagi dan gw jadikan rumah bagi pasangan hamster baru itu. Gw beli tempat mandi n tempat makan yang baru (berhubung tempat mandi Kooki dah dijadiin kenangan Kooki n tempat makannya kebuang). Dan gw bermain main dengan hamster baru itu bersama Loren n Selly juga. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keesokan harinya, sebelum berangkat belajar, gw intip dulu kondisi kedua hamster. Mereka tidur. Sampai siang hari, sambil belajar, gw mikirin nama yang cocok buat kedua hamster. Ini nama yang diusulkan temen2 :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Hairy - Porker (definetly rejected)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Hairy - Sally (from when Haity met Sally)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Muffin - Pumpkin (Jaya's idea)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Kooki Junior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dan akhirnya gw sempet memilih yang kedua, Hairy - Sally. Saat istirahat makan siang, gw balik k kost. Waktu lagi masak nasi goreng, Maria n Selly pulang n mereka mengunjungi rumah hamster baru. Dan tiba2 mereka bilang, hamsternya mati satu. yang abu2. Hah, ituh si sally. Padahal paginya keadaan si hamster masih baik2 aja. Selly malah bilang klo kemarennya si hamster ituh bergerak dengan aktif dan lincahnya. Awalnya sih gak percaya, tapi setelah diliat, tnyata bener. Mati lagi... T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maka akhirnya kita menguburkan si hamster di samping kuburan Kooki. Sedih, shock, tapi gak sedalem waktu Kooki. Dan, akhirnya hamster yang tersisa cuman satu. Karena Sally udah gak ada, sedih juga klo namanya masih Harry. Akhirnya gw puuskan, namanya jadi Kooki Jr, karena tingkah lakunya mirip sama si Kooki. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Malemnya, gw dapet rumah hamster dari Erni. Langsunglah si Junior gw pindahin ke rumah baru. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dan kesokan harinya, Loren pulang sambil bawa hamster baru yang dinamain Lychee. Ituh anak beli hamster buat nemenin si Junior. Tapi sayangnya mereka suka berantem.. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4329978799060333484-5375163038323369905?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/5375163038323369905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=5375163038323369905&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/5375163038323369905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/5375163038323369905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-memoriam-of-kooki.html' title='In memoriam of Kooki'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-1793046845925988071</id><published>2008-12-30T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:23:20.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Software Engineer to Engineer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gw mo cerita ttg masa liburan ini. 2 minggu lebih booww di rumah. Hari pertama n kedua sihhh masih di rumah.Kan ceritanya gw ini anak yang baik n berbakti pd orang tua. Makanya, hari 1 n 2 nya bantu2 orang tua. Plus, bokap ulang tahun. jadi makan makan dehh.. =)Ditambah lagi kesehatan bokap yang lagi gak gtu baik, jadi deh, ga enak ninggalin bokap. So, I must to sacrifice my holiday and helped my father di bengkel.&lt;br /&gt;From Software Engineer to engineer.&lt;br /&gt;Yaps, ituh judul liburan kali ini. wkkk.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Malem pertama,yaitu hari sabtu malem, langsung pergi ke Mall with my luvely sister trus berdua kita cabut ke karaokean deh bareng Ce Nana n suaminya, Irwan kong kong n anton.Walo suara gak jelas, nada pada kabur ke hongkong, tapi tetepp.. nyanyi jalan terusss.. tancap blehh.. =p&lt;br /&gt;Selasa malem, cabut deh ke Binus buat lath aikido sambil bawa ngabur motor bokap. wkkk... =p&lt;br /&gt;wahhh,, rasanya kangennnnn buangettt buat latihan di binus laghe sama anak2 nyang dulu.Tapi sayangnya, kemarin ini Sensei datengnya telat (kasian sensei, kecapean trus malah je ketiduran. hihihihi...) 'n anak2 yg dateng juga gak gtu banyak.Cuman ada Jeki, Ardian, Emak, Renata, Nesya, Martin Kundang, Ronal, sama satu yang gw baru liat, namanya Hendra (klo gak salah. :p).&lt;br /&gt;Nyang lain, kayak Mhita (pulang kampung buat dikawinin), Probo(Sibuk bikin skripsi mengenai kekuatan Donut), Dustinova(sibuk kampanye buat presiden), Aa Rizki(sibuk buat gak tau apaan.. :p), Nana (sibuk masak nasi kali :p),Lisa(gak tau kemana), Welly(sibuk ngurusin bisnis), Deny(entah kemana), trus gak tau deh sapa laghee, ituh dah pd gak nongol...&lt;br /&gt;Karena sensei telat, entah gimana ceritanya, setelah jeki mimpin entuh pemanasan, n sedikit bermain2 bentar, dengan begitu sopannya, dia memberikan gw kesempatan untuk melatih. (ES WE TE).Ahh,, ya sudahlah, karena bingung, gw kasih aja 1-2 waza yang gw lagi apal. wkkk....Sukurr buanget, udah gtu sensei dateng.. uhuyyy....Mulai dehhh.. teknik2 n Waza khas sensei Eugene mulai terasa laghee... Buang sana buang sini,, wahhh,, seger seketika..And Nesya, my luvely partner. Senangnya bisa bersama2 lagi. wkkk.....&lt;br /&gt;Rasa kangen buat latihan di Binus dah sedikit terobati. N seperti biasa, setelah lath yang menyegarkan, kita makan di sekitaran syahdan sambil ngobrol2 gak jelas. wkkk...Habis ituh, pulang dehhh.... Wahh senangnyaa.. :p Sepulangnya dari latihan, tidur pun menjadi nyenyak, dan keesokan harinya, badan mulai sakit2an n pegel2. Baru bangun jem 12 siang. wakakaka.. Efek latihan yang kurang ekstreem.. :p&lt;br /&gt;Latihan yang menyenangkan, tapi sedikit kecewa, soale mungkin karena udah hawa liburan, makanya semangat untuk latihan pada kendor.N tnyata, masih pada males buat ngeberesin matras. Dhuuu,, mana nih semangat anak mudanya??? :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4329978799060333484-1793046845925988071?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/1793046845925988071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=1793046845925988071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/1793046845925988071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/1793046845925988071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-software-engineer-to-engineer.html' title='From Software Engineer to Engineer'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-6461343510304026453</id><published>2008-08-23T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T19:25:13.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yang manakah anda?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dari milist tetangga...&lt;br /&gt;==========================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seorang anak mengeluh pada ayahnya tentang hidupnya yang sulit. Ia tidak tahu lagi harus berbuat apa dan ingin menyerah saja. Ia lelah berjuang. Setiap saat satu persoalan terpecahkan, persoalan lainnya muncul. Ayahnya, seorang juru masak, tersenyum dan membawa anak perempuannya ke dapur. Ia lalu mengambil tiga buah panci. Mengisinya masing2 dengan air dan melettakan pada kompor yang menyala. Beberapa saat kemudian air dalam panci-panci itu mendidih. Pada panci yang petama, ia memasukkan wortel. Lalu, pada panci kedua ia memasukkan telur. Dan, pada panci ketiga ia memasukkan beberapa biji kopi tumbuk. Ia membiarkan masing2 mendidih. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Selama itu ia terdiam seribu bahasa. Sang anak tak sabar menunggu dan heran dengnan apa yang dilakukan oleh ayahnya. Dua puluh menit kemudian, sang ayah mematikan api. Lalu menyiduk wortel dari dalam panci dan meletakkannya pada sebuah piring. Kemudian ia mengambil telur dan meletakannya pada piring yang sama. Terakhir ia menyaring kopi dan meletakkannya di piring itu juga. Ia menoleh pada anaknya dan bertanya, "Apa yang kau lihat, Nak?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Wortel, telur dan kopi." Jawab sang anak. Ia membimbing anaknya mendekat dan meminta untuk memegang wortel. &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1219483367_0" style="CURSOR: pointer; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,102,204) 1px dashed"&gt;Anak&lt;/span&gt; itu melakukan apa yang diminta dan mengatakan bahwa wortel itu terasa lunak. Kemudian sang ayah meminta anaknya memecah telur. Setelah telur itu dipecah dan dikupas, sang anak mengatakan bahwa sekarang telur rebus ini terasa keras. Kemudian sang ayah meminta anak itu mencicipi kopi. Sang anak tersenyum saat mencicipi aroma kopi yang sedap itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Apa maksud semua ini ayah?" Tanya sang anak. Sang ayah menjelakan bahwa setiap benda yang tadi telah mengalami perlakukan yang sama, yaitu direbus dalam air mendidih. Tapi setelah perebusan itu mereka berubah menjadi suatu yang berbea-beda. Wortel yang semula kuat dan keras, setelah direbus dalam air mendidih, berubah menjadi lunak dan lemah. Sedangkan telur, sebaliknya, yng semula mudah pecah, kini setelah direbus menjadi kuat dan kokoh. Sedangkan biji kopi tumbuk berubah menjadi sangat unik. Biji kopi setelah direbus, malah mengubah air yang merebusnya itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Maka, yang manakah dirimu?" Tanya sang ayah pada anaknya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Disaat kesulitan menghadang langkahmu perubahan apa yang terjadi pada dirimu, apakah kau menjadi sebatang wortel, sebutir telur atau biji kopi?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4329978799060333484-6461343510304026453?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/6461343510304026453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=6461343510304026453&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/6461343510304026453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/6461343510304026453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/08/yang-manakah-anda.html' title='Yang manakah anda?'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-7386930957896218903</id><published>2008-08-23T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:51:55.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entah'/><title type='text'>apa......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebenernya, apa sih tujuan hidupmu?&lt;br /&gt;Adakah kau mempunyai tujuan dalam hidup?&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang terpenting di dalam hidupmu?&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang kau cari di dalam hidupmu ini?&lt;br /&gt;Kau mau hidupmu seperti apa?&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa minggu lalu, seorang teman menelepon. Dia bercerita tentang kegundahan hatinya. Tentang segala hal yang membuat dia susah dan menjadi beban pikirannya. Dia berkata, bahwa dia terus berlari dan berlari. Tapi dia tak tahu mau kemana dia berlari. Seperti daun yang terhempas dari pohon, yang terus melayang sampai akhirnya bertemu tanah, maka seperti itulah dirinya, terus berlari tanpa arah sampai akhirnya dia menemukan tujuan dari akhirnya. Tapi dia berkata, bahkan dirinya tidak tahu sampai kapan dia akan terus berlari. Sampai akhirnya, dia pun menjadi lelah, dan memutuskan berhenti berlari untuk beristirahat sejenak hingga akhirnya dia pun mulai berbelok dan memulai kembali larinya perlahan lahan.&lt;br /&gt;Bukankah hal itu sama saja dengan kehidupan? Kau terus melakukan aktivitas dan rutinitas mu sehari hari. Tanpa tahu, apakah ini yang kau mau? Mungkin sebagian merasa fine fine saja dengan rutinitasnya yang itu itu saja. Tapi mungkin pula sebagian ada yang seperti teman ku diatas? Yang akhirnya memutuskan untuk menghentikan langkahnya dan mencoba sesuatu yang baru. Yah, begitulah hidup. Manusia tidak akan pernah puas dengan kehidupannya sampai ia menemukan apa yang ia cari. =)&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/4329978799060333484-7386930957896218903?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/7386930957896218903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=7386930957896218903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/7386930957896218903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/7386930957896218903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/08/apa.html' title='apa......'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-4186192078421419988</id><published>2008-07-28T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:01:09.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pantai Lembeng</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sabtu, 19 July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sepulangnya dari les Inggris yang disediakan kantor, saya pulang ke kost... Karena gak tau mau ngapain 'n kmana, akhirnya saya pinjem motor &lt;a href="http://elisabethyusnita.blogspot.com/"&gt;YusNtu&lt;/a&gt; n brangkatlah saya ke pantai Lembeng. Pantai ini terletak di daerah Gianyar. Sering saat pergi ke Sukowati, Ubud, dll, saya melewati pantai ini. Tapi tak pernah sekalipun berhenti dan menyempatkan diri untuk menikmati pantai ini. Perjalanan ke pantai ini memakan waktu selama 1 jam. Pantai ini bisa dibilang sepi. Karena pada sesampainya saya di pantai ini, jumlah pengunjungnya hanya sedikit, bisa dihitung dengan jari tangan. Tak ada karang pula disini. Tak lama saya berjalan menyusuri pantai, ada aliran air yang sepertinya berasal dari kali atau sungai setempat yang menuju ke pantai. Karena malas untuk menyebrangi aliran air tersebut, akhirnya saya mencari posisi yang enak untuk duduk dan mulai menjalankan hobi baru saya, memotret. Tidak lama saya melihat ada orang yang sedang memancing dan juga nelayan. Mungkin kebanyakan pengunjung pantai ini adalah penduduk lokal. Bule? hmm... mungkin hanya 1 atau 2 orang saja.&lt;br /&gt;Pada saat itu, ombaknya sedang besar. Dan kesenangan saya untuk memotret ombak pun tersalurkan. Tapi sayangnya, jepretan saya kurang cepat untuk mendapatkan hasil yang bagus. Tapi saya puas dengan hasil saya... =)&lt;br /&gt;Asik memoto, gak nyangka udah sore. Dan, ternyata pengunjung pantai pun semakin ramai. Terlihat ada kelompok yang sedang bermain bola kaki. Dan di kejauhan, terlihat segerombolan orang yang sedang menikmati pemandangan. hmm.. saya jadi bertanya2.. mereka datang dari arah mana yah? Sepertinya jalan masuk ke pantai ini tidak hanya ada 1 saja. O iyah, pantai ini ternyata terhubung ke pantai Padang Galak dan Pantai Sanur. Saat sedang menginjakan kaki untuk bergegas pulang, pemancing yang sejak awal saya datang sedang memancing, menyapa saya. Gak nyangka, ternyata dia memperhatikan saya. Dia bertanya daerah asal dan menebak umur saya. Juga bertanya mengenai status saya, apakah sudah menikah atau tidak. Wah, padahal baru pertemuan yang pertama, dia bertanya bolehkah dia bermain ke tempat kost saya. Saat dia meminta kartu nama saya, saya berikan dia kartu nama dari kantor. Sedang dia memberikan kartu nama dia. Agak jahat memang, tapi saya sedikit trauma kenalan dengan cowo...&lt;br /&gt;Lama juga kami ngobrol, mungkin sekitar 30menitan. Dan obrolan kami seputar Bali. Dia bercerita mengenai apa yang asik dan unik di Bali. Seperti arti dari sesajen yang ada di setiap depan rumah ataupun depan gang ato jalanan. Dia juga bercerita mengenai arti dari Bali yang berarti 'sesaji'. Obrolan yang menarik, tapi sayangnya, saya harus pulang...&lt;br /&gt;Inih,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2tnWllqKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RGhLJke5Ses/s1600-h/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2tnWllqKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RGhLJke5Ses/s200/IMG_0679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228025634036754594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2tnkQBRTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-t3qXysatus/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2tnkQBRTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-t3qXysatus/s200/IMG_0707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228025637704385842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2toOAGQII/AAAAAAAAAIk/NEBKYSyOcL0/s1600-h/IMG_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2toOAGQII/AAAAAAAAAIk/NEBKYSyOcL0/s200/IMG_0691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228025648911892610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2toYH_XKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mc4yXDecTDc/s1600-h/IMG_0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2toYH_XKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mc4yXDecTDc/s200/IMG_0925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228025651629350050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2tore43EI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4Wk6uV15w7c/s1600-h/IMG_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2tore43EI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4Wk6uV15w7c/s200/IMG_0981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228025656825666626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4329978799060333484-4186192078421419988?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/4186192078421419988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=4186192078421419988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4186192078421419988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4186192078421419988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/pantai-lembeng.html' title='Pantai Lembeng'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SI2tnWllqKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RGhLJke5Ses/s72-c/IMG_0679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-5743698816733224756</id><published>2008-07-25T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T04:01:39.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mengurangi jumlah abjad pada bahasa Indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;diambil dari email, entah sapa yg ngirim.. lupa.. +___+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br\&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br\&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;div class="vb_postbit" id="post_message_1169126"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mengurangi jumlah abjad pada bahasa Indonesia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(disadur dari sebuah tulisan yang sudah lama hilang  - versi Inggris)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abjad yang digunakan di dalam  bahasa Indonesia berjumlah 26. Ke-26 abjad tersebut rasanya masih terlalu  banyak, dan lagipula ada beberapa abjad yang jarang sekali digunakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh karena itu mari kita sederhanakan abjad-abjad  tersebut dan menyesuaikan dengan kata-kata yang kita gunakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama-tama, huruf X, kita ganti dengan gabungan  huruf K dan S. Kebetulan hampir tidak ada kata dalam bahasa Indonesiaasli yang  menggunakan huruf ini, kebanyakan merupakan kata serapan dari bahasa asing.  Misalnya taxi menjadi taksi, maximal menjadi maksimal, dst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selanjutnya, huruf Q kita ganti dengan KW. Serupa dengan X, kata2 yang  mengunakan huruf ini juga sangat sedikit sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikutnya, huruf Z. Huruf Z kita ganti menjadi C.Tidak ada alasan kuat  tentang hal ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huruf Y diganti dengan I. Hal ini  dilakukan sebab bunii huruf tersebut mirip dengan I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian huruf F dan V keduania diganti menjadi P. Pada lepel ini masih  belum terjadi perubahan iang signipikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurup W  kemudian diganti menjadi hurup U. Berarti sampai saat ini kita sudah  mengeliminasi 7 hurup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurup iang bisa kita  eliminasi lagi adalah R, mengingat baniak orang iang kesulitan meniebutkan hurup  tersebut. R kita ganti dengan L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selanjutnia,  gabungan hulup KH diganti menjadi H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian g paling  belpengaluh adalah hulup S iang diganti menjadi C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hulup G juga diganti menjadi K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan hulup J  juga diganti menjadi C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caia laca cudah cukup untuk  hulup-hulup konconannia. Cekalank kita kanti hulup pokalnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuma ada limahulup pokal, A, I , U, E, O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita akan eliminaci dua hulup pokal. Hulup I mencadi  dua hulup E iaitu EE. Cementala hulup U mencadee dua hulup O iaitoo OO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadi, campe cekalank, keeta belhaceel menkoolangee  hooloop-hooloop keeta. Kalaoo keeta tooleeckan lagee, hooloop-hooloop eeang  telceeca adalah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A, B, C, D, E, H, K, L, M, N, O, P,  T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haneea ada 12 belac hooloop!! Looal beeaca  bookan?? Padahal cebeloomneea keeta pooneea 26 hooloop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eenee adalah penemooan eeang cankat penteenk dan cikneepeekan! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Co, ceelahkan keeleemkan tooleecan anda denkan  menkkoonakan dooa belac hooloop  telceboot.&lt;/div&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/4329978799060333484-5743698816733224756?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/5743698816733224756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=5743698816733224756&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/5743698816733224756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/5743698816733224756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/mengurangi-jumlah-abjad-pada-bahasa.html' title='Mengurangi jumlah abjad pada bahasa Indonesia'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-599512669125723899</id><published>2008-07-21T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T02:42:40.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not-so-live report from Padang Padang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Sunday, I and 3 friends decided to take a trip to Padang2 Beach. At the beginning, I - as usual was taking a bath after Aikido. After finished my bath, I woke up SelL.She was a bit hoping I would change my mind, but I didn't. I and Cars was going to hunt picture. And the rest of us was just the cheerers. (Actually, can't be said so coz SelL mood wasn't so good since SelL sleeping time was disturbed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at about 2pm, the weather was hot. There were a lot of 'bule' there. 'Locals' were only a few. I thought that there would be private and quiet there, but I turned out to be totally wrong. A lot of children, people sun bathing and swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;The sea was so transparant green. So clean, with brownish sand. At first, the scenery was a bit similar with Dreamland, but Dreamland has white sand. There's a wreckage of ship at the left corner. We had to rumble through rocky path to get there. The rock was algae carpeted, that made it so slippery. And the sea snails were everywhere. They were in the water, on the rock, stick at the gap between rocks. We had to be so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;careful not stamping at those jelly-body-creatures. The sea snails don't have shells like land snails. I really didn't fancy to know what inside their sticky skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;We found a plant like creature. At first i thought that it was a kind of sea algae stranded by the sea wave, but when we got close to it, its plant-like tentakel was moving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;There were 'sumur' also. Two of my friend, Cars and SelL were actually looking for it, &lt;/span&gt; but they pretended to be not.&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;. There were none of it at the crowded part. But when SelL and Cars were walking to the right corner, there on higher shadowed part, Cars prayer was answered. Unfortunately when he was ready to take the pic, the lady was already lying, facing downward. Any effort he made wouldn't succeed in getting the pic. Unless he had the courage to ask the lady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;SelL advice to Car's was just get the latest edition of Ozawa.  And &lt;/span&gt;Car's advice to SelL was next time if you found something amazing, please share it with the others. And my advice for both of them is nothing I can say.... But next time, let's go walk together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;We got home before dark. Still shiny actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;My conclusion of this trip is here comes another spot for refreshing. If you unafraid of getting sunburn, snails, walking on slippery rocks, and being target of wrath because of temptation to get 'sumur' pics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;Otherwise, if you do, you'll get scenic view, wonderful photograph for your collection (wonderbra also), and great time there. Adios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Template blog diambil dari &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://cellsroom.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-so-live-report-from-padang-padang.html"&gt;selly  &lt;/a&gt; and &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://carnels.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-so-live-report-from-padang-padang.html"&gt;Carnel&lt;/a&gt; punya&lt;/i&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/4329978799060333484-599512669125723899?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/599512669125723899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=599512669125723899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/599512669125723899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/599512669125723899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-sunday-i-and-3-friends-decided-to.html' title='Not-so-live report from Padang Padang'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-1414349390957293023</id><published>2008-07-20T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T20:18:34.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R u Ready?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saat saat kehilangan emang menyakitkan.. Banget malahan. Apalagi klo dah telanjur sayang banget. Entah ituh kehilangan keluarga, sahabat dekat ataupun pacar. Bagi gw sendiri, kehilangan seseorang ituh hal yang biasa. Maklumlah, gw dah terbiasa sama yang namanya perpisahan. Tapi gimana dengan kalian? Sanggupkah kalian kehilangan orang terdekat yang kalian sayangi? Mungkin kehilangan bukan dalam makna denotasi "hilang", tapi juga dengan makna konotasi "hilang" yang berati ada dan dapat kalian lihat, tapi gak dapat kalian miliki dan kalian berasa jauh dengan orang itu. Kehilangan dalam makna konotasi ituh lebih menyakitkan daripada kehilangan dalam makna denotasi. Karena kalian tahu, bahwa dia ada, disana, tapi kalian terhalangi oleh tembok tebal yang gak keliatan, yang bernama jarak yang letaknya ada diantara hati, oleh karena ituhlah kalian gak bisa liat tembok ituh.&lt;br /&gt;Pada saat kita bertemu dengan seseorang, dan memutuskan untuk memiliki hubungan dengan seseorang tersebut, entah ituh hubungan teman, sahabat, pacar, ataupun musuh sekalipun, seharusnya kita tahu, bahwa hubungan ituh tidak akan pernah awet. Bahwa setiap pertemuan pasti akan ada perpisahan. Entah ituh berpisah karena jarak, ataupun karena kematian. Dan hal ituh seharusnya menjadikan kita lebih aware akan hal tersebut. Dan seharusnya pula kita menjadi siap akan hal tersebut. Sehingga bila saat waktu tersebut tiba, hal ituh tidak menjadikan kita sedih dan terpuruk dalam kesedihan. Sehingga kita siap dalam menghadapi hidup dan lebih tegar serta tabah.&lt;br /&gt;Menurut gw, manusia diciptakan dengan beban yang pasti bisa dipikul oleh manusia ituh sendiri. Dan segala beban yang diberikan, gak akan pernah GAK BISA kita lalui. Tuhan menciptakan umatnya dengan kelebihan dan kekurangan masing2. Bila manusia ituh hanya bisa menanggung beban 5Kg, maka Tuhan akan memberikan dia beban sebesar 5Kg. Bila Tuhan memberikan dia beban 10Kg. Maka Tuhan mau dia mengangkat beban ituh tidak sendirian, tapi bersama2 dengan yang lainnya. Karena Tuhan menciptakan manusia untuk saling hidup berdampingan, tetapi pada akhirnya Tuhan pula yang memisahkan mereka. Tetapi, Tuhan memberikan banyak kenangan yang berharga sebelum perpisahan ituh terjadi. Kenangan2 yang tak dapat dilupakan dan kenikmatan yang tak ada harganya.&lt;br /&gt;Manusia diciptakan dengan 2 kaki untuk dapat menopang berat badannya. Tapi untuk manusia yang hanya punya 1 kaki, atau bahkan tidak punya kaki sekalipun, Tuhan masih memberikan otak dan pikiran serta hati kepada manusia, hingga akhirnya dapat mambantu manusia lain untuk mengangkat bebannya. Dan sekarang, yang tersisa adalah ketulusan dari manusia itu dan bagaimana ia menggunakan hatinya. Maukah ia membantu manusia lainnya untuk mengangkat beban ituh? Mungkin dengan menciptakan kaki palsu, maukah ia memberikannya secara cuma2 kepada orang lain yang tak mampu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi teman2 dan sahabat gw yang saat ini mungkin sedang mempunyai masalah, gw percaya kalian pasti bakal bisa ngelewatin masalah ituh. Entah bagaimana caranya, apakah dengan shortcut ataupun dengan jalan memutar sekalipun. Entah dengan alat bantu ataupun dengan menggunakan tangan sediri. Semua pasti ada jalan keluarnya. Oleh sebab itulah, pasti ada pintu di setiap ruangan. Tidak ada pintu yang tak dapat dibuka. Hanya kita tidak berusaha untuk membuka pintu itu untuk menatap matahari yang bersinar dan mendengarkan bunyi burung pipit yang nyaring.&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ini, hanya bagaimana caranya kita dapat melihat pintu itu dan mencari cara untuk membukanya. Apakah dengan mencari kuncinya atau langsung dengan cara mendobrak pintu itu. Gud Luck Frenz... =)&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/4329978799060333484-1414349390957293023?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/1414349390957293023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=1414349390957293023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/1414349390957293023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/1414349390957293023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/r-u-ready.html' title='R u Ready?'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-4664843041657248183</id><published>2008-07-18T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T20:21:06.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyage'/><title type='text'>foto photo memotret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mari mengeblog kembali dengan menggunakan bahasa Indonesia.. Setelah beberapa postingan pake bahasa Inggeris, tnyata pas direview kembali, bahasa inggeris gw jelek buangett yahh... ditambah grammar yang hancur disana sini.. sungguh menyedihkan dan menyeramkannn..T.T. Topik hari ini tentang fotografi. Baru aja ngebuka link &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/myudistira"&gt;si alfonso&lt;/a&gt;, si tukang foto yang sekantor. Sebelumnya sih udah sering denger kehebatan photografinya dari desas desus dan rumor sekantor, tapi baru kali ini ngeliat hasil fotonya.. dan ternyata desas desus n rumor ituh bener juga yah... wuooo... sebagai seorang pemula di bidang fotografi, saya jadi minderr..kapan yah gw bakal sejago ituh?? #__#&lt;br /&gt;Dan.. agar saya dapat menjadi seorang yang bisa sedikit jago memoto moto, maka saya pun membuat resep untuk diri saya inih. Demikianlah resepnya :&lt;br /&gt;1. untuk memulai perjalanan, pertama tama masukan bumbu tekad dan mood ke dalam tubuh dan pikiran inih, agar mau untuk jalan2 menghunting tempat2 bagus agar mendapatkan foto yang bagus pula...&lt;br /&gt;2. Selain ituh, ditambahkan pula bumbu keberanian menghadapi sinar matahari yang begitu panas dan siloo (maklum, saya inih makhluk yang berkeliaran di waktu malam bersama makhluk malam lainnya... :p)...&lt;br /&gt;3. Bahan yang terakhir inih saya dapatkan dari alfonso..Masukan pula sedikit bumbu kerajinan untuk mau bangun tidur lebih pagi daripada biasanya.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Susah juga yah.... +_____+&lt;br /&gt;Jadi keinget, selasa kemarin, sengaja ambil cuti karena ada DIL n kudu diburn.. Rencana awalnya sihhh mau ke Ubud buat nonton acara Royal Ngaben (Ngabennya anggota kerajaan). Trus menjelang hari H, tiba2 aja gw mengurungkan niat ituh n bepikir mo ngendok aja dikost sambil nonton DVD film2 yang udah lama menumpuk n kagak ditonton. Soale gw pikir males buangetttt pegi k Ubud sendirian.. T.T.... Oleh karena dari ituh, pas hari H nya, bangun jem 8 kurang buat nganter &lt;a href="http://elisabethyusnita.blogspot.com/"&gt;yusNtu&lt;/a&gt; ke kantor (behubung g pinjem motornya dia dari semalem), trus dikarenakan keinginan yang kuat dari tubuh dan pikiran inih, langsung lah gw menuju kamar dan langsung ngorok... eh,, bangun2 jem 10 ato 11 gtu. Ituh juga gara2 laperrr.... Oleh karna ituh, langsung saya mandi dan masak spagethii saus jamur.. slerppp.... (masih ngidam spagethi saus putih.. &gt;__&lt;). Trus mulailah perjalanan saya ke denpasar mengambil banner Aikido yang sudah lama dipesan dan melanjutkan perjalanan membeli tiket bioskop film 'Wanted' di Bali Galeria. Stelah ituh, masih tidak tau kmana akan saya habiskan sisa waktu hari ituh, akhirnya saya pulang untuk mengambil kamera dan memutuskan pergi mengeksplor Pantai di Uluwatu. Tetapi.. kenyataan adalah kenyataan dan rencana tinggallah rencana. Tiba2 saja saya membelokkan motor dan mengikuti petunjuk jalan untuk menuju ke Ubud!! Huff...dan dimulailah perjalanan saya seorang diri ke Ubud hanya berbekalkan kenekatan dan petunjuk jalan di pinggir jalan. Di tengah perjalanan, waktu saya bepikir saya nyasar, tiba2 setitik harapan muncul.. Yaps.. ada si alfonso ngelewat berlawanan arah dengan arah saya. Sepertinya dia sedang dalam perjalanan pulang. Dalam pikiran saya saat ituh : 'wah, keknya gw telat dateng nih. Roman2 acara dah kelar'... Tapi tetep...motor tetap saya jalankan dan berhenti sebentar2 buat nanya ke mas2 di pinggir jalan letak acara diadakan.... Dan..sampailah ke tujuan.. Langsung cari tempat parkir n jalan kaki menuju keramaian... wuahhh.... orang2 udah ramaiiiiiii buangett..... Behubung badan ini kecil, jadi saya bisa dengan luwes nyempal nyempil disana sini. Tapi tetep aja ga bisa ke barisan paling depan.. Dan foto2 yang didapatkan pun cuman sedikit... T.T... Tapi gpp, karena inih merupakan langkah awal saya... Dan baru kali inih saya berjalan jalan seorang diri di Bali. Yaps.. inihlah perjalanan saya seorang diri.... Nantikan perjalanan saya berikutnya.. Tentu saja dalam perjalanan berikutnya, saya akan menggunakan resep saya agar kejadian Ubud tidak terulang kembali.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4329978799060333484-4664843041657248183?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/4664843041657248183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=4664843041657248183&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4664843041657248183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4664843041657248183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/foto-photo-memotret.html' title='foto photo memotret'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-7519989618883755275</id><published>2008-07-16T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:01:10.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5is'/><title type='text'>3rd journey with 5is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lats Tuesday, 15 July 2008, I was took my office leave and went to Ubud. There's an event there. Royal Ngaben. Ngaben is ceremony in Bali when someone died. On yesterday Ngaben, the one wo died is one of Royal member in Ubud Kingdom.So that's why they held a hug Ngaben yesterday.They carried the tall tower that they made by themselves on their shoulders. Even there are a lot of people (a hundred thousand maybe), but I still can saw the tall tower from distant place. And when I came,seems that the event is going to finish. But Thank God, I still can saw the tower and took the picture of it. Too bad, I only can took a little picture, coz I came late (I woke up at 11.00 a.m &gt;__&lt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH7DIYPRZbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BGboTAS4A_E/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH7DIYPRZbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BGboTAS4A_E/s200/IMG_0656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223827166509229490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tall tower&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH7DIg0opNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iI1GXIWQ0xA/s1600-h/IMG_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH7DIg0opNI/AAAAAAAAAH8/iI1GXIWQ0xA/s200/IMG_0654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223827168813425874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;people on my left side.. so crowded...&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH7DJVzpBnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9vSvPZKUYs8/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH7DJVzpBnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/9vSvPZKUYs8/s200/IMG_0653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223827183036335730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;people on my right side.. so crowded... They even go to the up stair on dunno who's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What makes me exciting from yesterday journey is not the destination. But on the way to my destination is the point. I didn't know the right way to the Ubud. But I use my brave to go to Ubud by seeing on the direction board and asking to the people. On my way to Ubud, I take about 1,5 hours. And dunno why, but I take about 1 hour to go home(maybe becoz I take a different way). The view is so nice and great. And, I felt something, I felt "me".. =)&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/4329978799060333484-7519989618883755275?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/7519989618883755275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=7519989618883755275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/7519989618883755275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/7519989618883755275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/3rd-journey-with-5is.html' title='3rd journey with 5is'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH7DIYPRZbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BGboTAS4A_E/s72-c/IMG_0656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-4280387523172273096</id><published>2008-07-15T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:01:11.615-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5is'/><title type='text'>2nd journey with 5is</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday , I accompany Ivony (my fren) to accompany her fren from Jakarta, Mahdu. So, we were three went to Nusa Dua, GWK, DreamLand beach, Blue Point beach and Uluwatu.&lt;br /&gt;The wave on that day was very very cool... I like it. Here's some picture......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3W1Ce8aTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7noJ-nvkMYA/s1600-h/IMG_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3W1Ce8aTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7noJ-nvkMYA/s200/IMG_0489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223567349507713330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sunset at Uluwatu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3W1iD23vI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mQAIkpHlBy0/s1600-h/IMG_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3W1iD23vI/AAAAAAAAAHk/mQAIkpHlBy0/s200/IMG_0513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223567357984038642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uluwatu Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3Uh_E0UHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ojKMiLAaXIE/s1600-h/IMG_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3Uh_E0UHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ojKMiLAaXIE/s200/IMG_0353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223564823152054386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a Fisherman in Nusa Dua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3UiNQJ8II/AAAAAAAAAG8/bTvvwA69IjA/s1600-h/IMG_0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3UiNQJ8II/AAAAAAAAAG8/bTvvwA69IjA/s200/IMG_0387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223564826957705346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a Blue Sky and 'Love'Ly white cloud in GWK&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/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3Uil0wdMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/n2JlQJaTV_0/s1600-h/IMG_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3Uil0wdMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/n2JlQJaTV_0/s200/IMG_0413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223564833553675458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wisnu's statue in GWK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3UiweuSKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QBiy6cM7FQY/s1600-h/IMG_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3UiweuSKI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QBiy6cM7FQY/s200/IMG_0442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223564836414048418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on Dreamland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3UjIxvK6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/SLuk9Ls9wqI/s1600-h/IMG_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3UjIxvK6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/SLuk9Ls9wqI/s200/IMG_0464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223564842936249250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunset on Blue Point beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, we continue our holiday, still with Ivony and Mahdu and plus Selly, and Mahdu fren, Kris and Kris's driver. We went to Bedugul and Tanah Lot. So bad, it was rained and tick of fog (kabut) at Bedugul. So, we just stopped by in Beratan Lake and eaten in Taliwang restaurant. Ivony and Mahdu get their sufficient time (menyempatkan diri) to the Uludanu Temple. And we, the rest, waiting them in the car. After that, we go to strawberry stop to enjoy the strawberry. I ordered Strawberry Juice.. mmhh.. yummy... Every time I went to Bedugul, I always have my time to having a yummy Strawberry on there.&lt;br /&gt;At the Tanah Lot, we take a lot of picture. While we waiting for the sunset, we bought a coconut to drunk. Here's the picture in Tanah Lot.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3W1xLdmUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/filMGZpxk1U/s1600-h/IMG_0646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3W1xLdmUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/filMGZpxk1U/s200/IMG_0646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223567362042468674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After saw the sunset, we went to Denpasar to had a dinner before we came back to our home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4329978799060333484-4280387523172273096?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/4280387523172273096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=4280387523172273096&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4280387523172273096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4280387523172273096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/2nd-journey-with-5is.html' title='2nd journey with 5is'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH3W1Ce8aTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7noJ-nvkMYA/s72-c/IMG_0489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-5560790466664109685</id><published>2008-07-15T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:01:12.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5is'/><title type='text'>First Journey with 5is</title><content type='html'>Friday two weeks ago, I went to Kuta beach with my friend. I was trying my new S5 IS camera (cieee... ;p) and He brought His G7.&lt;br /&gt;The skies was almost dark and the sun was trying to hide in the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a fisherman there and I took a picture of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1gWUu1J5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jvInRpPN6yI/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1gWUu1J5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jvInRpPN6yI/s200/IMG_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223437079458162578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1gW7qAAuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/47-0S29GBJE/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1gW7qAAuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/47-0S29GBJE/s200/IMG_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223437089906885346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1gWp1xoaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7Q4tZ_Clq9I/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1gWp1xoaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7Q4tZ_Clq9I/s200/IMG_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223437085124436386" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1gXerdTTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-UXSO23SpeI/s1600-h/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1gXerdTTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-UXSO23SpeI/s200/IMG_0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223437099308240178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also saw a mother with her child walking trough the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1hoBnxqrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3PhkV7xxJjo/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1hoBnxqrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/3PhkV7xxJjo/s200/IMG_0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223438483077573298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before we went home, I take a picture of Discovery Mall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yap, that my first journey with my new "5is".. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4329978799060333484-5560790466664109685?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/5560790466664109685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=5560790466664109685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/5560790466664109685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/5560790466664109685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-journey-with-5is.html' title='First Journey with 5is'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SH1gWUu1J5I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jvInRpPN6yI/s72-c/IMG_0076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-5490428819478274560</id><published>2008-07-07T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:01:16.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st anniversary of graduated</title><content type='html'>Yapss... satu tahun sudah berlalu. Hari yang kan dikenang selalu. Acara wisuda yang hanya datang setengah acara saja.. :p&lt;br /&gt;07 July 2007 di Balai Sidang Jakarta, dengan memakai Kebaya dilapisi Toga (satu set full baju wisuda) . Ini dia fotonya.. Bersama Luvely Papa n My best fren Mia.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHIPjgUu9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XHc18fhyR0I/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHIPjgUu9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XHc18fhyR0I/s200/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220173612653525970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih keinget masa - masa kuliah dulu.. Kisah waktu lagi sidang.. Waktu Aikido, waktu badminton, waktu kumpul2, waktu merayakan ulang tahun, waktu new year's eve, waktu&lt;br /&gt;wisuda, waktukaraoke, waktu jalan - jalan ke TA, waktu main UNO, waktu skripsi, waktu di kelas, waktu lagi kerja part time, waktu lagi kerja sebagai penjaga warnet, waktu makan bareng, waktu Bunga Rampai, waktu ada embukai, waktu Gashuku, waktu pergi ke Dufan rame2... Waktu joget2 gak jelas, waktu tidur2an di kampus, waktu BBQan di kampus, waktu Kaderisasi SWR, waktu acara Nippon Club, waktu jadi aktivis n pengurus Nippon Club.. Pokok'e,, waktu ituh adalah waktu - waktu yang bener2 berkesan n tak terlupakan. Gw coba perlihatin dalam foto2... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///G:/Photo/Narsizz/PrenZ/CIMG2791.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHLmVJtfpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/58jiYGfzx_c/s1600-h/congratulation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHLmVJtfpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/58jiYGfzx_c/s200/congratulation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220177302472457874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lulus sidang.... Created and Edited by ALiza.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHPCEg4tmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HP8lb2rDdbQ/s1600-h/rame2+tapi+jelassss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHPCEg4tmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HP8lb2rDdbQ/s200/rame2+tapi+jelassss.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220181077577479778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentasi mata kuliah Entrepreneur ship kelas 06 PFT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHPCbnWTeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Afezbm4QXAw/s1600-h/PC080076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHPCbnWTeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Afezbm4QXAw/s200/PC080076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220181083778600418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Kost.. Pose gak jelas ma Aliza, Mhita n BDeb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHPCjVzDoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YgUZxlOqF-k/s1600-h/DSC00662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHPCjVzDoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YgUZxlOqF-k/s200/DSC00662.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220181085852470914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu terakhir sebelum ke Bali. Ada Ndrew, Isyana, Edi, Titin n Maria. Nyang laghe motoin : Santi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHPB_Zg1wI/AAAAAAAAAEk/YgK2PsyrFUE/s1600-h/100_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHPB_Zg1wI/AAAAAAAAAEk/YgK2PsyrFUE/s200/100_0655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220181076204377858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After BUssiness Dinner at Kemang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHPCQ8lttI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PTjIgzocjTs/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHPCQ8lttI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PTjIgzocjTs/s200/IMG_0736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220181080914900690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultah Riki di kost Riki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHLm0J8pNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/iS24SZku2vo/s1600-h/PC100124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHLm0J8pNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/iS24SZku2vo/s200/PC100124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220177310794949842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pose gak jelas di Kost after pulang kondangan nikahan kokonya Santi. ada Lily, Mhita, Aliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHLnw2C5nI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eOEWL8bTcIQ/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHLnw2C5nI/AAAAAAAAAEM/eOEWL8bTcIQ/s200/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220177327086036594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang abis main badminton. ama Joni, riki, Aliza, Lily, n Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHLoCZNyPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_Z_hPUCOXLE/s1600-h/IMG_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHLoCZNyPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_Z_hPUCOXLE/s200/IMG_0573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220177331796953330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laghe ngerjain tugas CB III di SLB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHLoXYE9pI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BvWsDOcuEX4/s1600-h/Blup+Blup%28858%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHLoXYE9pI/AAAAAAAAAEc/BvWsDOcuEX4/s200/Blup+Blup%28858%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220177337429325458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Dufan. ama Po'On, Bu Nur, Mhita, Kecil n Lele..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHTAdeGhUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zIoqVbXak0E/s1600-h/%40%28%27%C2%A4%5E%29%40%28766%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHTAdeGhUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zIoqVbXak0E/s200/%40%28%27%C2%A4%5E%29%40%28766%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220185447963460930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu ultah Ailen n Aliza di kamar Aliza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHTATQb3nI/AAAAAAAAAFM/q5QugWxL_0M/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHTATQb3nI/AAAAAAAAAFM/q5QugWxL_0M/s200/DSC00051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220185445221785202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls time.. New Year's Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHTBPVC5gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WZu6wzlR3Qc/s1600-h/CIMG7413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHTBPVC5gI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WZu6wzlR3Qc/s200/CIMG7413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220185461347247618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultah Lusi di kampus Anggrek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHTAngnwtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/znI7PFGerX8/s1600-h/DSC_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHTAngnwtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/znI7PFGerX8/s200/DSC_0483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220185450658382546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulta Lusi di Mall Taman ANggrek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHTBGYvKHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YmMSyk6Pz2w/s1600-h/Heureux%28065%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHTBGYvKHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YmMSyk6Pz2w/s200/Heureux%28065%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220185458946812018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumpul2 bareng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHWsHFsX1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/GZocfCI8knA/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHWsHFsX1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/GZocfCI8knA/s200/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220189496404631378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi Aikido..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHWr7tt4WI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nztvvqqEIto/s1600-h/SNC10150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHWr7tt4WI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nztvvqqEIto/s200/SNC10150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220189493351276898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultah Martin Kundang di kost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHWsGgwUKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-7JISk9sFpQ/s1600-h/Komedoan....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHWsGgwUKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-7JISk9sFpQ/s200/Komedoan....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220189496249700514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini dia.. personil kost... Mhita - Vera - BdEb....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4329978799060333484-5490428819478274560?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/5490428819478274560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=5490428819478274560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/5490428819478274560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/5490428819478274560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/1st-anniversary-of-graduated.html' title='1st anniversary of graduated'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SHHIPjgUu9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XHc18fhyR0I/s72-c/16.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-4740512657800521468</id><published>2008-07-06T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T19:17:26.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God, give me strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday morning, at office. Still, I have nothing to do. So bored. But I tried to pass this bored by read on the YM status on my YM list. One of my friends wrote : "God, give me strength". What the strength's mean actually? God already give u strength, so that's why u can stand your weight just by only using your foot. But the most important thing is : God never give u loads that u can't handle it by your self. Just remember on your past. Every time you have any difficulty or any obstacle, you always can pass it. So that's why you are here now.&lt;br /&gt;So, for all of you outside there, who had a big problem, just believe, if there is nothing that you can't handle. And the important thing is never ever stay on the mud hole that you've created . :)&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/4329978799060333484-4740512657800521468?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/4740512657800521468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=4740512657800521468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4740512657800521468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4740512657800521468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/god-give-me-strength.html' title='God, give me strength'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-1562344794027695297</id><published>2008-07-02T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:54:57.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Human made a plan, God laugh on it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We always heard about the sentence :&lt;br /&gt;"Human made a plan, God decide it."&lt;br /&gt;Everyone can made their own plan about what they want to do for their future.&lt;br /&gt;But...Their fate was already made by God.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I got from the sentence above. Human can only surrender by their faith, because they think whatever happened with them was made by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Human made a plan, God laugh on it."&lt;br /&gt;For me, the sentence above means that most human always made a plan, but most of them didn't do they plan. So that's why God laugh on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer like the second sentence, coz I believe if our faith is on ourself, not on others. Only ourself  who can control about our life, what we want to do with our life, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I've made a plan for my future. Big plan I think. Coz this plan will make a big changes on my life.&lt;br /&gt;Do I have any brave to make a decision on this plan or not? It's all on me. Me who control my self and also my future. I've created an alarm task on my HP. And when that day came, let's see whether the second sentence  will be happen on me or not.&lt;br /&gt;Let see.. Will my plan is just for laugh or not? I hope no.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step closer from a thousand steps... Do I have a brave to take the rest 999 steps?&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/4329978799060333484-1562344794027695297?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/1562344794027695297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=1562344794027695297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/1562344794027695297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/1562344794027695297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/human-made-plan-god-laugh-on-it.html' title='Human made a plan, God laugh on it'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-8643911066935804540</id><published>2008-07-01T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:01:19.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My LuveLy KooKi</title><content type='html'>I wanna post about my Luvely Funny KooKi...&lt;br /&gt;He is My Pet. a Hamster. Russian Campbell. Last night, he is so photogenic. I don't want to call KooKi with 'It', but 'He'. Becoz I really really Luv my KooKi. He always make me smile coz his behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;Here's my KooKi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnbqpX9S-I/AAAAAAAAADk/6uf5-3dGvL4/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnbqpX9S-I/AAAAAAAAADk/6uf5-3dGvL4/s200/DSC00351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217943168992758754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnbq9NrbGI/AAAAAAAAADs/8uBVgXLK8K8/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnbq9NrbGI/AAAAAAAAADs/8uBVgXLK8K8/s200/DSC00382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217943174318353506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGna0TRd_gI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Va65T5ELGWs/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGna0TRd_gI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Va65T5ELGWs/s200/DSC00385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217942235347025410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGna0ypn9cI/AAAAAAAAADE/-6TjxwcU4a4/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGna0ypn9cI/AAAAAAAAADE/-6TjxwcU4a4/s200/DSC00391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217942243769841090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGna1SXQ4MI/AAAAAAAAADM/jXY-LtTvr80/s1600-h/DSC00396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGna1SXQ4MI/AAAAAAAAADM/jXY-LtTvr80/s200/DSC00396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217942252282765506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGna1sVO3tI/AAAAAAAAADU/5MbYFyXlGm0/s1600-h/DSC00405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGna1sVO3tI/AAAAAAAAADU/5MbYFyXlGm0/s200/DSC00405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217942259253567186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGna2NSafMI/AAAAAAAAADc/ystMyO8nlo4/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGna2NSafMI/AAAAAAAAADc/ystMyO8nlo4/s200/DSC00411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217942268100115650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnaXXliG1I/AAAAAAAAACU/e-Kqm_4hHM4/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnaXXliG1I/AAAAAAAAACU/e-Kqm_4hHM4/s200/DSC00349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217941738288716626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnaXcR3guI/AAAAAAAAACc/dOlsLUlFqao/s1600-h/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnaXcR3guI/AAAAAAAAACc/dOlsLUlFqao/s200/DSC00354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217941739548410594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnaXsGcyxI/AAAAAAAAACk/dB988keIZVo/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnaXsGcyxI/AAAAAAAAACk/dB988keIZVo/s200/DSC00357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217941743795489554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnaX0WV46I/AAAAAAAAACs/maidUXxqTL0/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnaX0WV46I/AAAAAAAAACs/maidUXxqTL0/s200/DSC00362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217941746009629602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnaYFhrMgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gd6VHZZQgtI/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnaYFhrMgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gd6VHZZQgtI/s200/DSC00382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217941750620566018" 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/4329978799060333484-8643911066935804540?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/8643911066935804540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=8643911066935804540&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/8643911066935804540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/8643911066935804540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-luvely-kooki.html' title='My LuveLy KooKi'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGnbqpX9S-I/AAAAAAAAADk/6uf5-3dGvL4/s72-c/DSC00351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-1423884648692470187</id><published>2008-06-29T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:01:19.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Reflection</title><content type='html'>I received a picture from my email. I forget whose sent me the email. But I like the picture. Becoz it's tell us to do not like a buffalo. Buffalo always like to being in mud hole even tough  there  is another better place in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGhNkldN5NI/AAAAAAAAACM/KIJVmNmm4QQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGhNkldN5NI/AAAAAAAAACM/KIJVmNmm4QQ/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217505459234006226" 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/4329978799060333484-1423884648692470187?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/1423884648692470187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=1423884648692470187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/1423884648692470187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/1423884648692470187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-reflection.html' title='Today Reflection'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SGhNkldN5NI/AAAAAAAAACM/KIJVmNmm4QQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-507458759936840205</id><published>2008-06-26T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T02:18:48.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Laugh</title><content type='html'>Jokes from my lovely fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What makes men chase women they have no intention of marrying?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : The same urge that makes dogs chase vehicles they have no intention of driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What is the difference between men and puppies?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : Puppies grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Why do men always have a stupid look on their faces?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : Because they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What do men have in common with ceramic tiles?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : Lay them properly the first time and you can walk all over them forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: If you drop a man and a brick out of a plane, which one would hit the ground first?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : Who cares?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What did God say after he created man?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : I can do better than this! And then he created woman!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What's the difference between an intelligent man &amp;amp; a UFO?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : I don't know, I've never seen either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What are two reasons why men don't mind their own business?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : i) no mind ii) no business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Why did Moses wander in the desert for 40 years?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : Because even back then men wouldn't ask for directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What is the difference between men and pigs?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : Pigs don't turn into men when they drink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: What do you do with a man who thinks he's God's gift?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : Exchange him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Why do men like smart women?&lt;br /&gt;Answer  : Opposites attract.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4329978799060333484-507458759936840205?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/507458759936840205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=507458759936840205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/507458759936840205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/507458759936840205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-for-laugh.html' title='Just for Laugh'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-5069946223080140025</id><published>2008-06-25T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:08:34.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a wonderful world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have U ever heard this song before? Song from Louis Armstrong. Song about how he is so appreciated all things in world. That's what happened in me today. I walk on to the office alone. It had been so long that I never walk alone to the office from my boarding house. It's take about 5-10 minutes. And so much things I got from walking.&lt;br /&gt;I felt the sun shine, warm sunshine...&lt;br /&gt;I felt the wind blow...&lt;br /&gt;I felt the blue sky, white clouds...&lt;br /&gt;I saw a happy boy, playing alone (an autism I think, but look so happy)...&lt;br /&gt;I saw a bunch of kids playing together....&lt;br /&gt;I saw their parents gather with other parents while them look after their child (ngobrol bersama sambil jaga anaknya)...&lt;br /&gt;I saw a beautiful red flower and trees....&lt;br /&gt;I saw a walking dog...&lt;br /&gt;I felt my leg still can be use to walk, my eyes to see, and all my part of body are on good condition...&lt;br /&gt;That time, I felt so peace in my heart. There's no obstacle or any difficulty on me again. And I know, that's how Buddha set me free from my bothersome. And I keep said thanks to Buddha to give me this life.. :)&lt;br /&gt;And then I playing this song on my head....&lt;br /&gt;And I believe, today will gonna be a beautiful day... :)&lt;br /&gt;Ouuww.. What a wonderful world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's the lyric...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful world from Louis Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see trees of green........ red roses too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see em bloom..... for me and for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I think to myself.... what a wonderful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see skies of blue..... clouds of white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bright blessed days....dark sacred nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are also on the faces.....of people ..going by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see friends shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Theyre really sayin......i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Theyll learn much more.....than Ill never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(instrumental break)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are there on the faces.....of people ..going by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I see friends shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Theyre really sayin...*spoken*(I ....love....you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*spoken*(you know their gonna learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A whole lot more than Ill never know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes I think to myself .......what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Taken from http://www.lyricsfreak.com/l/louis+armstrong/what+a+wonderful+world_20085347.html&lt;/span&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/4329978799060333484-5069946223080140025?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/5069946223080140025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=5069946223080140025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/5069946223080140025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/5069946223080140025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-wonderful-world.html' title='what a wonderful world'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-4735890368745702240</id><published>2008-06-24T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T18:40:07.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Use your Brain, not your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A man kidnapped his own daughter on their own basement house for 24 years. She was abused by her own father and grandfather. Imagine, 24 years without saw a sunshine!! And now, she had 7 child which is also never felt the sunshine. Their skin look so white and pale. And their eyes can't stared the sunshine well. Just imagine, what kind of father and grandfather whose dare kidnapped and ripped his own daughter and granddaughter!! And that was really perfect lying, b'coz he can hide his daughter from his own wife.&lt;br /&gt;The story above just one from another million story like this.&lt;br /&gt;I've read newspaper this morning. It was about death baby whose throw away by it's mother. How come?! Pliss.. if you don't want to having a baby, don't make it. But if you just want to having sex, use condom. Just play safety.&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking, why they can kill unsin baby. All these things becoz of one thing. It is sex, desire. I believe if they use their brain, these all things maybe will never happened.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of world will be if all people in this world never use their brain to thinking??&lt;br /&gt;After writing this, i just thinking, can I control my self? I can said that I hate these people coz what they had did.  But, what happen if I be the one of them? That's mean, I already know, what other people thinking about me. But Thank God, I'm not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is all about how we using our brain and control it.&lt;br /&gt;So Girls, just to remind you, to be more be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*So difficult if we must to writing in english, but I want to improve my English, so that's why, lately I use English.. :p&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/4329978799060333484-4735890368745702240?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/4735890368745702240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=4735890368745702240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4735890368745702240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4735890368745702240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/06/man-kidnapped-his-own-daughter-on-their.html' title='Use your Brain, not your Heart'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-3633821515595902334</id><published>2008-06-22T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:01:20.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q3-ers Goes To Tulamben</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not all Q3. (since Selly and Agung must to have a work to do and Martha, Awank and Tyok in Jakarta).&lt;br /&gt;This is the story about our Journey to Tulamben. Yaps, yesterday, 21-22 June 2008 we went to Tulamben. It was a wonderful journey. Tulamben is wonderful place. But still, for me, for now Amed still the best place I ever seen. Too bad, I didn't have my own camera. But thanks to Nita, with her camera, I can got a great picture.&lt;br /&gt;Most people said that Tulamben is the best place for Snorkeling and Diving. But yesterday, the wave was so big. So we cannot snorkeling on that day. The price for snorkeling is Rp.20rb and for Diving is Rp.225rb. The price is cheap enough for diving I think. Coz, if we compare with the other prices for diving on another places, the price is about &gt;Rp.400rb something. So, yesterday we just having fun together on hotel.&lt;br /&gt;O yah, i forgot to tell about our hotel. We stayed on Puri Madha Hotel. Cheap I think. We just pay Rp. 250rb for One Room with AC + Hot Water and ExtraBed + BFast for 3 person per night and Rp. 225rb for One Room with AC without Hot Water and ExtraBed + BFast for 3 person per night.The room is quiet big and clean. But too bad, the BFast was not satisfied for me. We just have pancake, a thin banana pancake.&lt;br /&gt;Lets continue the story. On Saturday night, we have BBQ. We have sausage, ham and chicken for BBQ. It makes our stomach really really full enough. After BBQ, times for photo session. The Moon was so beautiful on that night. Here's the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SF9St_upTzI/AAAAAAAAABk/KVtCdyLk__s/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SF9St_upTzI/AAAAAAAAABk/KVtCdyLk__s/s320/mail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214977843672993586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe you think that we made the photo on studio, but NOT. You are wrong. The photo was captured on Tuamben it self. It was full moon. The moon was red. You can see the reflection of the moon on the beach. Beautiful isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just using the light from 2 handphones (left and right) and 1 camera and also (the most important to make the beautiful picture) the background.&lt;br /&gt;From Front to back, Left to Right :&lt;br /&gt;front :  Tiar&lt;br /&gt;Next : Me and Fajar&lt;br /&gt;Next : Wina, Lusi, and Reza&lt;br /&gt;Next : Ivon, Erni, Nita and Maria&lt;br /&gt;Next : Raymond Suryawan and Agus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tarraaaaa.... Here's the result...&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really proud with the result.. :p&lt;br /&gt;Pliss... comment the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having dinner with BBQ, we played UNO. Some of our frens were slept. Maybe they were so sleepy and tired. When we played UNO card, we have unforgettable moment at that time. We called it "LHO!?" moment. That was very funny moment and we were laughed like someone was tickling us on the right spot. :p&lt;br /&gt;The first day was finished coz we were so tired (coz too much laughed)  and very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;The second day, we woke up and having a breakfast. Unsatisfied Bfast I think. But, like our frens said : "Just get the positive" (ambil positifnya aja.. :p). After Bfast, some had photo session, some go to having bath, and dunno where the rest are.. :p&lt;br /&gt;Waiting until 12.00 PM to check out from the hotel, some played UNO, some played chess and some singing with the guitar as the music background. And here was the time to check out. Before that, againnn,, we had another photo session.. Ooppss... don;t blame us coz we are so narcism.. :p&lt;br /&gt;on the way to home, we stopped by in Amed just to showed Amed to Ivony. We found the great spot to having a picture. And againnnn... It was another photo session.. :p Here's the photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SF9a96u0HeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/S_-lrsbBedA/s1600-h/IMG_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SF9a96u0HeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/S_-lrsbBedA/s200/IMG_0663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214986913302453730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;What a blue sea..&lt;br /&gt;I really really fall in love with Amed...&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful Amed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SF9aMGPO9XI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vOAAWmTE9eU/s1600-h/IMG_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SF9aMGPO9XI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vOAAWmTE9eU/s200/IMG_0662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214986057397761394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the water looks so clear and pure.&lt;br /&gt;I try to zoom the water.&lt;br /&gt;can you see the coral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it's really time to went back to Kuta. Before that, we stop for a while on Satay restaurant.. :p delicious and cheap. only Rp.500 for one satay. And we went back to Kuta, eating on Restaurant Plengkung. Delicious Mak NYuss.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yah, this journey was our last Journey with Bang Ben. Heard sad huh? But no! Because this the last journey on June. Even Bang Ben wanna resign, but we can still have another journey on another month with Bang Ben. As long as earth still turning, the Sun still shine and GOD still exist, I believe that we will still have another journey together on more beautiful place.. :p&lt;br /&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/4329978799060333484-3633821515595902334?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/3633821515595902334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=3633821515595902334&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/3633821515595902334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/3633821515595902334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/06/q3-ers-goes-to-tulamben.html' title='Q3-ers Goes To Tulamben'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kJFCuBzGDU/SF9St_upTzI/AAAAAAAAABk/KVtCdyLk__s/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-674327624635656212</id><published>2008-06-09T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:35:41.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Country'/><title type='text'>Nomor 1 dari Indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dari Milist indobackpacker.&lt;br /&gt;Viva Indonesia.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rekor Indonesia Dimata Dunia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Republik Indonesia merupakan Negara  kepulauan terbesar di dunia yang terdiri dari 17.504 pulau (termasuk 9.634  pulau yang belum diberi nama dan 6.000 pulau yang tidak berpenghuni).Disini ada 3 dari 6 pulau terbesar didunia, yaitu : Kalimantan (pulau  terbesar ketiga di dunia dgn luas 539.460 km2), Sumatera (473.606 km2) dan  Papua (421.981 km2).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indonesia adalah Negara maritim terbesar  di dunia dengan perairan seluas 93 ribu km2 dan panjang pantai sekitar 81  ribu km2 atau hampir 25% panjang pantai di dunia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pulau Jawa adalah  pulau terpadat di dunia dimana sekitar 60% hamper penduduk  Indonesia (sekitar 130 jt jiwa) tinggal di pulau yang luasnya hanya 7%  dari seluruh wilayah RI.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indonesia merupakan Negara dengan suku  bangsa yang terbanyak di dunia. Terdapat lebih dari 740 suku bangsa/etnis,  dimana di Papua saja terdapat 270 suku.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Negara dengan bahasa daerah  yang terbanyak, yaitu, 583 bahasa dan dialek dari 67 bahasa induk yang  digunakan berbagai suku bangsa di Indonesia. Bahasa nasional adalah  bahasa Indonesia walaupun bahasa daerah dengan jumlah pemakai terbanyak di  Indonesia adalah bahasa Jawa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indonesia adalah negara muslim  terbesar di dunia. Jumlah pemeluk agama Islam di Indonesia sekitar 216  juta jiwa atau 88% dari penduduk Indonesia. Juga memiliki jumlah  masjid terbanyak dan Negara asal jamaah haji terbesar di dunia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monumen Budha (candi) terbesar di dunia adalah Candi Borobudur di Jawa Tengah  dengan tinggi 42 meter (10 tingkat) dan panjang relief lebih dari 1 km.  Diperkirakan dibuat selama 40 tahun oleh Dinasti Syailendra pada masa  kerajaan Mataram Kuno (750-850).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tempat ditemukannya manusia purba  tertua di dunia, yaitu : Pithecanthropus Erectus" yang diperkirakan  berasal dari 1,8 juta tahun yang lalu.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Republik Indonesia adalah  Negara pertama yang lahir sesudah berakhirnya Perang Dunia II pada tahun  1945. RI merupakan Negara ke 70 tertua di dunia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indonesia adalah  Negara pertama (hingga kini satu-satunya) yang pernah keluar  dari Perserikatan Bangsa Bangsa (PBB) pada tgl 7 Januari 1965. RI  bergabung kembali ke dalam PBB pada tahun 1966.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tim bulutangkis  Indonesia adalah yang terbanyak merebut lambing supremasi  bulutangkis pria, Thomas Cup, yaitu sebanyak 13 x (pertama kali th 1958  &amp;amp; terakhir 2002).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indonesia adalah penghasil gas alam cair  (LNG) terbesar di dunia (20% dari suplai seluruh dunia) juga produsen  timah terbesar kedua.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indonesia menempati peringkat 1 dalam  produk pertanian, yaitu : cengkeh (cloves) &amp;amp; pala (nutmeg), serta  no.2 dalam karet alam (Natural Rubber) dan minyak sawit mentah (Crude Palm Oil).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indonesia adalah pengekspor terbesar kayu lapis (plywood),  yaitu sekitar 80% di pasar dunia.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Terumbu Karang (Coral Reef)  Indonesia adalah yang terkaya (18% dari total dunia).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indonesia  memiliki species ikan hiu terbanyak didunia yaitu 150 species.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biodiversity Anggrek terbeser didunia : 6 ribu jenis anggrek, mulai dari yang  terbesar (Anggrek Macan atau Grammatophyllum Speciosum) sampai yang  terkecil (Taeniophyllum, yang tidak berdaun), termasuk Anggrek Hitam yang  langka dan hanya terdapat di Papua.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memiliki hutan bakau terbesar di  dunia. Tanaman ini bermanfaat ntuk mencegah pengikisan air  laut/abrasi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Binatang purba yang masih hidup : Komodo yang hanya  terdapat di pulau Komodo, NTT adalah kadal terbesar di dunia. Panjangnya  bisa mencapai 3 meter dan beratnya 90 kg.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rafflesia Arnoldi yang  tumbuh di Sumatera adalah bunga terbesar di dunia. Ketika bunganya mekar,  diameternya mencapai 1 meter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memiliki primata terkecil di dunia ,  yaitu Tarsier Pygmy (Tarsius Pumilus) atau disebut juga Tarsier Gunung  yang panjangnya hanya 10 cm. Hewan yang mirip monyet dan hidupnya diatas pohon ini terdapat di Sulawesi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tempat ditemukannya ular terpanjang di  dunia yaitu, Python Reticulates sepanjang 10 meter di Sulawesi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ikan terkecil di dunia yang ditemukan baru-baru ini di rawa-rawa berlumpur  Sumatera. Panjang 7,9 mm ketika dewasa atau kurang lebih sebesar nyamuk.  Tubuh ikan ini transparan dan tidak mempunyai tulang kepala.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;*dari  milis Kincir yang dipost ke Milist Indobackpacker&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/4329978799060333484-674327624635656212?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/674327624635656212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=674327624635656212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/674327624635656212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/674327624635656212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/06/nomor-1-di-indonesia.html' title='Nomor 1 dari Indonesia'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4329978799060333484.post-4430804012677071039</id><published>2008-06-08T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T23:38:35.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gelas yang retak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Les, tau gak? Gelas yg udah retak ituh ga bisa disembuhin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bisa v. Musti diancurin lagi dan dibentuk dari awal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tapi kan dah ga sama lagi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tergantung cetakannya v. Karena bahannya sama, jadi harusnya sama"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yah, klo menurut gw sih yah, sesuatu yg dihancurin trus dibuat ulang ituh gak akan pernah sama lagi. Pasti ada yg berbeda"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Iyah seh, bukan gelas yang dulu lagi. Tapi mungkin bisa lebih indah. Ato lebih jelek. Tapi gw dari dulu suka berpikir. Klo gelas yang retak itu bisa disembuhin. Ya dengan menghancurkannya dan membentuknya dari awal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Iyah, tapi bakal jd beda."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yap. Ituh sepotong pembicaraan antara gw n seorang teman gw. Tiba - tiba aja gw memulai pembicaraan tentang gelas yang retak, n ternyata pikiran gw n teman gw berbeda. Gw beranggapan, kalo persahabatan ituh seperti gelas. Kalo persahabatan jadi retak, rasanya susahh buanget buat sembuhinnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go back to the previous posting on My blog about Cewe Biasa, Cowo Aneh n Cowo Pria.&lt;br /&gt;Kira - kira, gimana yah kelanjutan hubungan pertemanan si Cewe Biasa ituh dengan si Cowo Pria? Akankah hubungan mereka akan tetap sama seperti dahulu atau berubah? Apakah sama dengan halnya gelas yang retak ituh?&lt;br /&gt;Dalam pandangan gw, hubungan mereka ituh udah seperti gelas yang retak. Entah akankah bisa menjadi balik normal atau nggak. Tapi rasanya bakal susah buat balik lagi ke hubungan seperti dahulu kala. Karena walo bagaimana pun, udah ada luka di pertemanan ituh. Dan luka ituh sepertinya merupakan luka yang susah untuk disembuhkan. Mungkin luka ituh akan sembuh cepat atupun lambat. Tapi luka akan menyebabkan bekas. Luka nya bisa hilang, tapi akan berbekas. Klo luka luar, hanya dengan diolesin salep atau lotion penghilang luka pasti bekasnya akan hilang. Tapi dengan syarat klo ituh merupakan luka ringan dan bukan luka berat. Dan menurut gw, luka persahabatan ituh merupakan luka berat yang akan menimbulkan luka.&lt;br /&gt;Karena gw yakin, pasti antara cewe biasa dengan cowo pria ituh akan timbul perasaan yang nggak enakan diantara keduanya. Bisa jadi si Cewe Biasa merasa takut melukai perasaan si Cowo pria, ato bisa jadi dari pihak si Cowo Pria ituh masih merasakan luka akibat ditolak oleh si cewe Biasa. Yah, hanya waktu yang dapat menyembuhkan luka dan menghilangkan bekas luka. Tapi waktu tidak akan pernah bisa kembali, kecuali ada yang bisa menciptakan mesin waktu?&lt;br /&gt;Dan mungkin, dengan adanya mesin waktu, akankah Cewe Biasa kembali ke masa lampau, ke masa di saat dia belum mengenal Cowo Pria dan Cowo Aneh dan menghilangkan segala kejadian - kejadian yang pernah dia alami? Hmm... gw rasa ituh bukanlah hal yang bijak dan hal yang bagus....Karena ituh bearti si Cewe Biasa hanya seorang pengecut yang hanya bisa lari dari kenyataan. Yak, semangat cewe Biasa. Pasti kamu bisa menghadapi dan melewati segala permasalahan yang ada.. :)&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/4329978799060333484-4430804012677071039?l=devilve.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/feeds/4430804012677071039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4329978799060333484&amp;postID=4430804012677071039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4430804012677071039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4329978799060333484/posts/default/4430804012677071039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilve.blogspot.com/2008/06/gelas-yang-retak.html' title='Gelas yang retak'/><author><name>DevilVera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11063566058480730319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08552647667295499073'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>