<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051</id><updated>2012-02-28T11:21:18.685+07:00</updated><category term='concern'/><category term='silly'/><category term='traveling'/><category term='song'/><category term='mars'/><category term='music'/><category term='indonesia'/><category term='book'/><category term='heartie'/><category term='life bubbles'/><category term='culture'/><title type='text'>blast from the past</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-8354019002908826666</id><published>2011-12-04T12:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T13:00:22.551+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Membolang di negeri orang</title><content type='html'>Yak kali ini lagi mood blogging in bahasa, bukan karena ini otak lagi gak bisa diajak mikir *walaupun setiap hari emang ga pernah diajak mikir sih haha..* tapi karena seharian abis baca blog traveling Indonesia yang bagus-bagus...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the blog authors I've just read are women, and they did solo traveling! yes, sendiri, solo, alone... krik krik krik. Ini bener-bener sendiri dalam artian di tempat tujuan pun tidak ada orang yang menemani ya, jadi bukan gabung di tour dan sebagainya. Solo traveling is one of the things in my list for next year, haven't decided where I'm going to, though.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, saya pernah sebenernya traveling sendirian dan bener-bener sendiri tiada yang menemani, walopun cuma 1 hari! yep, one day solo traveling in KL, Malaysia. Jadi berangkat ke sana saya bertiga, cewek semua... tapi 2 orang teman saya pulang duluan karena pas booking tiket memang telat jadi dapet tiket murahnya yang pagi, sementara saya yang malam. Jadi lah hari ke-3 di KL saya going solo, celingak celinguk deg-degan takut diculik *pede jaya*.. Hahaha not that, satu hal sebenernya yang saya gak suka kalo solo traveling, NYASAR!!! Di Jakarta tempat saya lahir dan besar aja kerjaannya nyasar mulu lah ini gimana yang di luar negeri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walhasil karena duit ngepas dan takut nyasar sayang memutuskan untuk naik Hop On Hop Off Bus, bus yang keliling ke spot-spot wisata di KL dimana kita bisa keliling sepuasnya selama 24 jam (terhitung dari jam kita naik bus, ke 24 jam ke depan) seharga 35 RM saja (kurang dari 100 ribu). Ternyata bus macam begini penumpanngnya kebanyakan keluarga bersama anak-anaknya atau pasutri dan manula. Hadeuh beneran deh krik-krik bingung mau ngobrol sama siapa. Tapi yaaa lumayan bisa liat tempat-tempat yang hanya bisa dikunjungi dengan taksi karena ga ada transportasi umum yang lewat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya satu lagi yang kurang kalo jalan sendiri, ga ada temen yang fotoin hahaha teteup dong narsis pas lagi traveling mah kudu wajib hukumnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, persiapan mental itu hal yang paling utama untuk bisa solo traveling. &lt;i&gt;Wish me luck for that!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-8354019002908826666?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8354019002908826666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=8354019002908826666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/8354019002908826666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/8354019002908826666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2011/12/membolang-di-negeri-orang.html' title='Membolang di negeri orang'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-4355008026535882938</id><published>2011-11-06T15:43:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T16:04:01.815+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><title type='text'>Been bite by travel bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ca1yTnoEqBY/TZlaDnedxCI/AAAAAAAAADU/9oiLX2tuQTI/s1600/travelbug.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ca1yTnoEqBY/TZlaDnedxCI/AAAAAAAAADU/9oiLX2tuQTI/s1600/travelbug.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s an idiom you might feel familiar with for a traveler, anyone who just can’t help sitting nicely in one place and do routine every day, they always wanting to explore new places, craving for different taste of local foods, and of course meeting fellow travelers along the way – making new friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just realized that I’ve been bite by a travel bug since my trip to Singapore, well I had some trips around Indo before but it was just like once or twice a year with classmates or family and I never be the person who took in charge managing all the traveling plan, I just paid the fee and packed my bags and off to go to everywhere they take me. But I planned all of my trip to Singapore, with 2 of my friends of course, together we booked ticket, hostel/hotel/guesthouse, made itinerary what to see what to visit and whatsoever.  Can’t wait to do it again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh don’t get me wrong, I didn’t say “I can’t wait to do it again” in terms of travel to Singapore or go abroad only – though I would LOVE to – but the rush feeling you get when you booked the flight ticket or any other transportation (it always be as cheaper as you can get), search a place for accommodation, and also ask and research about places to go to and any recommended things to do during your trip are SO INCEDIBLY FUN. And it’s just the planning stage, it will get more fun once you arrived in your trip destination. That’s why I always get thrilled to do it over and over again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So after Singapore, I hardly could say no to any traveling invitation coming: Bali, Manado, Kuala Lumpur, Thailand, and even to some nearby places around Jakarta.  Yeah we just live once, so why not go out and see the world as much as you can?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yay, I’m so ready to be a citizen of the world!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-4355008026535882938?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4355008026535882938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=4355008026535882938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/4355008026535882938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/4355008026535882938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2011/11/been-bite-by-travel-bug.html' title='Been bite by travel bug'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ca1yTnoEqBY/TZlaDnedxCI/AAAAAAAAADU/9oiLX2tuQTI/s72-c/travelbug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-5193484539107901059</id><published>2011-11-06T15:05:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T16:28:49.431+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traveling'/><title type='text'>Sleep over at Changi airport</title><content type='html'>It's almost 1 year since I had this trip actually haha sooo damn lazy to write lately *another procrastinator doomed*...&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay so this is my first trip abroad also my first flight experience! You surely could imagine how’s excited your first experience be up high in the sky… only you, white cloud, clear blue sky, ummm yea there are some people in the airplane too and stewardesses and perhaps black clouds if you’re not that lucky… but anyway it’s all exciting isn’t it?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our flight departure was around 8 pm Jakarta time and will be arrived in Changi Airport at 11-ish (2 hour flight with 1 hour difference).  It was almost midnight and we planned to sleep over in the airport in our first night. We heard a lot of nice sleep over experiences in Changi since it’s one of the best airports in the world, so with no hesitation we decide to give it a try.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After got off the plane, we went to information center, asking some free maps, brochures, guide books, etc. Yes it’s very important since I’m soooo easily get LOST! And travelled with 2 other chicks didn’t help much either.  Oh also don’t forget to get log-in username and password to use free wi-fi facility if you decide to spend some time in Changi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We walked around in Changi, took some pictures waiting until our eyes and feet get tired… It was indeed a nice airport with some luxurious stores, branded stuffs to sell, good restaurants, entertainment center –you can play Xbox or watch football game on a big screen, massage chairs, sofa, and even a free charging terminal for your Iphone, Blackberry, and all kind of cellphone! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/68196_476118203425_807378425_5773777_7843686_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally after hopping from one spot to another, we decided to look for a place to rest. It should be a very nice and comfortable couch as we saw on the internet but unluckily it was occupied with Indian couples and some of their kids. So now we’re just thinking to get a chair, don’t wanna sleep on the floor though.  And we found it, right in front of entertainment center, put off my bags on the floor, put my jacket and socks on, and nite nite Singapore!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/163225_476117108425_807378425_5773770_3415871_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was such a travel experience; you should try at least once to sleep over in the airport. But still remember to keep you belongings safe around you. You don’t wanna woke up in the morning and find it all gone, right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;Happy travels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA;mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-5193484539107901059?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5193484539107901059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=5193484539107901059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/5193484539107901059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/5193484539107901059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2011/11/sleep-over-at-changi-airport.html' title='Sleep over at Changi airport'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-5482140178534921817</id><published>2011-08-21T19:22:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T19:47:11.735+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear my dearest</title><content type='html'>Hi Blog how are youuuu?? haha yeah I'm so sorry I just came back and write, been busy with things... blah blah blah... *yea, ok.. no more excuse. I will just write*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just realized that my last post was more than a year a go. What a lazy writer I am :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oke deh I just finished read my wish list and yay I got 4 of them coming true. Woo hoo... well not full 4 things as some of points have 2-3 things in there. Here are the review:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Notebook : Red Portege Toshiba. Checked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digital camera : Pink Canon Ixus 130. Checked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Explore Indonesia : ok so there was 3 pictures in that post (Bali, Manado, Raja Ampat) and I've been to 2 of them, Bali and Manado and even got picture who look similar to the pic for Manado. For Raja Ampat, well I decided to wait until I get my diving license because the place is so damn beautiful for ONLY snorkeling. And as for traditional dance... I completely forgot to join a dance class (procrastinating as always)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;German language : not checked yet, I learned Chinese instead of German :p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Red shoes : got one pair for my 25th birthday. yeay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Alright so it's time to set up new wist lish for year 2012 :)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3648274737595515051-5482140178534921817?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5482140178534921817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=5482140178534921817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/5482140178534921817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/5482140178534921817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2011/08/hello-baby-im-back.html' title='Dear my dearest'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-5070353517246790873</id><published>2010-05-14T07:57:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T09:06:02.039+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Procrastinator</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S-yrmYizDFI/AAAAAAAAADY/oHPpBpwL2Qk/s320/toon_procrastinator.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470936323260091474" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes I'm talking about me, a procrastinator who always delay, or even avoid, to do the assignments &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;until the due date&lt;/span&gt;. Back to when I was in school - wait I think I became a procrastinator since I was in Uni- *revised* back to when I was in university I did really enjoyed the rush feeling, anxiety, all the blood pumping in to my head to force out the creativity to complete the assignment. Without warning those became a habit and seems like my brain just decide to block the creativity until near the deadline. I would have made such excuses to avoid "I'm not in the mood to do it", "I'm too tired to think", "I have another thing to do"... and tons of excuses just popped out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wiseman says&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never put off till tomorrow what you can do today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And I will just like "yeah yeah yeah... whatever". You know what? I just found some procrastinator's creed below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);  line-height: 17px; font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);  line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The Procrastinator's Creed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);   line-height: 17px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;1. I believe that if anything is worth doing, it would have been done already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;2. I shall never move quickly, except to avoid more work or find excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;a name="more" style="font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;3. I will never rush into a job without a lifetime of consideration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;4. I shall meet all of my deadlines directly in proportion to the amount of bodily injury I could expect to receive from missing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;5. I firmly believe that tomorrow holds the possibility for new technologies, astounding discoveries, and a reprieve from my obligations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;6. I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the amount of time given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;7. I shall never forget that the probability of a miracle, though infinitesmally small, is not exactly zero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;8. If at first I don't succeed, there is always next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;9. I shall always decide not to decide, unless of course I decide to change my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;10. I shall always begin, start, initiate, take the first step, and/or write the first word, when I get around to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;11. I obey the law of inverse excuses which demands that the greater the task to be done, the more insignificant the work that must be done prior to beginning the greater task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;12. I know that the work cycle is not plan/start/finish, but is wait/plan/plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;13. I will never put off until tomorrow, what I can forget about forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;14. I will become a member of the ancient Order of Two-Headed Turtles (the Procrastinator's Society) if they ever get it organized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;source: www.wisdomquotes.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);   line-height: 17px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Dont get me wrong, I'm not trying to make it such a justification against mine but I did most of the points above. Procrastinating is not good though it's not a crime. However if you can set up your top priority and put off the bigger issue later on and still get things done ontime with a happy mind also able to meet *or even exceed* the expectation, then why should be bothered of being a procrastinator?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);   line-height: 17px; font-family:verdana;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/3648274737595515051-5070353517246790873?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5070353517246790873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=5070353517246790873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/5070353517246790873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/5070353517246790873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2010/05/being-procrastinator.html' title='Being a Procrastinator'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S-yrmYizDFI/AAAAAAAAADY/oHPpBpwL2Qk/s72-c/toon_procrastinator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-5179455962874766763</id><published>2010-01-12T16:02:00.027+07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T07:56:56.177+07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish-list, anybody???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are my wish list for 2010. Hope I can -well, I should!!- get 'em all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Notebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my desired notebook should match these qualifications: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S02c0abzckI/AAAAAAAAAB4/txRkGYTyG0o/s200/toshiba+red.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426165550314385986" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;weigh less than 2 kilos, because the idea of notebook's invention was its mobilization and since I'm pretty skinny so I should be able to carry this thing everywhere without burden my own weigh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bundle with webcam and microphone, so in the future I won't be bother with the peripherals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;RAM, hard disk, CD-ROM, and other general specifications are also being well considered&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reasonable price, less than 10 million rupiahs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after had a discussion with some friends, I've found this Toshiba Portege fit all of qualifications above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Digital Camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S02pGjPB4PI/AAAAAAAAACo/ryqR7vPWyts/s200/sony.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 91px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426179056053903602" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's kind a habit to save your precious moments through camera, right? and camera phone is not enough to accomodate the needs, so I hope this year I can buy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a digital camera. I haven't chose any particular brand actually and still consider to have an underwater camera. Any recommendations???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Explore Indonesia!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S02oCJ0S_yI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xg3iCx7D7-I/s200/dps-bali-kuta-beach-b1.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426177880999788322" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Explore Indonesia means places (islands, beaches, mountains) and its traditions and culture. I would like to see the under water scenery, so let's lay on the white sands and get a tan on the beach! These pictures below taken from Bali, Raja Ampat, and Manado. Beautiful, isn't it? First thing first, I should learn to swim immediately! And due to my no-annual-leave-employee-status this year, it sounds impossible to visit those places. but who cares?? as long as there are white sands and clean water located in Indonesia Raya then i'll get my ass in there :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S02oCgOIiLI/AAAAAAAAACY/c3nIqhki3G4/s200/Bunaken.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 122px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426177887013734578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S02oC34x0QI/AAAAAAAAACg/VQw1gGlK7mQ/s200/raja-ampat.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426177893366616322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for tradition and culture I would like to learn some traditional dances. Hahaha ok maybe it's bit bizzare for a youngster to learn the root culture of her country but heck I really want to. Well, take it as an exercise, a substitute of a gym class, eh? you could move your body and known your culture better at once. Not bad at all :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S02vJgq-zTI/AAAAAAAAACw/HSj-VloBbeQ/s200/german.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426185703975210290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. German language&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to learn new language in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; addition to english, so I hope I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can start on this year onward. And why German? Simple, because some people around me use it as their second language besides bahasa and/or english. So it would be useful for me to practice and  communicate with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S02xnAZKSrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3-o34crpl1s/s200/red-shoes.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 61px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426188409729862322" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Red shoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want those shoes. a Red One. period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all, folks!! well. I have lots of things to be obtained this year but that's all the major things. Soooo I'll come up with the results next year :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-5179455962874766763?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5179455962874766763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=5179455962874766763' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/5179455962874766763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/5179455962874766763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-2010.html' title='wish-list, anybody???'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S02c0abzckI/AAAAAAAAAB4/txRkGYTyG0o/s72-c/toshiba+red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-366679077901837586</id><published>2010-01-12T10:12:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:15:32.908+07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Alright, as I said before I'll do some quick flashback just to remind me what I've got and what I've lost during the year of 2009, and what I've had done and hadn't done yet to be continued in 2010.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Career life; resigned from a consumer goods company after I worked there about 8 months (don't ask me why). Then tried to get another job, attended some tests and interviews (even for PNS -goverment's worker) and got a temporary job in one of Indonesian's Department in Nov-Dec 2009. Finally, signed up in Arnott's Indonesia on December (fiuh!). So in 2010 I will start my new career, hello WORKERS!!!                                                     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Social life; hmmm... visited 1000 islands for snorkelling, joined a social organization named The Way, reunited with high school friends every month by formed ARISAN. that's sort of that I can remember. haha&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love life; no boyfriend, gotta change it in 2010???? hahaha pretty sure i'll have one :p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, maybe it's better if I wrote it month by month but uh it's just a quick flash back, aight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the less the merrier :p&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/3648274737595515051-366679077901837586?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/366679077901837586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=366679077901837586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/366679077901837586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/366679077901837586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-2009.html' title='back to 2009'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-3271017223049280923</id><published>2010-01-12T07:29:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:44:48.065+07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey here, 2010!!</title><content type='html'>Ooops, apparently I've ignored this creature that I made, my blog.&lt;div&gt;last entry was on October 2009 and Now is January 2010!!! 2 months passed without any new entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, life goes on, and here I am and we are in 2010. I know it's kinda late to say HAPPY NEW YEAR. But, it's indeed a NEW YEAR for this post, isn't it?? I have so much things and updates to be posted, but gotta rush to my (prev.) office to submit my last report. So, quick flashback in 2009 and what's next plan in 2010 -tho' i'm not that kinda person who make such a resolution in every beginning of a year, but I'll try it on this year ahead- will be written on the next entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-3271017223049280923?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3271017223049280923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=3271017223049280923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/3271017223049280923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/3271017223049280923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-here-2010.html' title='hey here, 2010!!'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-4166112595138617087</id><published>2009-10-17T16:12:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:51:40.899+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Be my guest</title><content type='html'>Recently, I listened to Lenka alot, a young and very talented Australian girl. &lt;div&gt;Her album has been on my lullaby's playlist. Unfortunately, I missed her show in Jakarta because I thought it was only Ataris, the international musician who came in to LA Indiefest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one of my favorite song, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trouble is A Friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5715e6b3dd32b7a0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5715e6b3dd32b7a0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332649017%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D762B52F1DBA56F295E05B790D763F6A8E01ED5F0.37C58C7535967B92AF0909036EDEDF0C4EC25FD8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5715e6b3dd32b7a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsP2natdbm0iEGQAMUfXrte7R1_k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5715e6b3dd32b7a0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332649017%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D762B52F1DBA56F295E05B790D763F6A8E01ED5F0.37C58C7535967B92AF0909036EDEDF0C4EC25FD8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5715e6b3dd32b7a0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsP2natdbm0iEGQAMUfXrte7R1_k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But he's there in the dark, he's there in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;He waits in the wings, he's gotta play a part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;So don't be alarmed, if he takes you by the arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;I won't let him win but I'm a sucker for his charm..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lenka made it as if life would be so meaningless without problem/trouble. And it's definitely true, you can't hide from any of it yet do not welcome it as your faith and you do nothing about it. Say hi to him *problem/trouble*, embrace him, and tame him. Somehow, it is your life and he's just a guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-4166112595138617087?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4166112595138617087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=4166112595138617087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/4166112595138617087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/4166112595138617087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-my-guest.html' title='Be my guest'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-2163948727823383293</id><published>2009-10-04T16:31:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T06:25:12.591+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>In the name of W-O-R-D</title><content type='html'>I love to read. &lt;div&gt;I don't know why, whether it's book, magz, newspaper, blog, article, or even a brochure sometimes. Whatever, as long as it consists of words then I'll read it. Bapak said that I start to read when I was 4 years old. That was the time I found my new bestfriend called newspaper. Yeah, Bapak said that every morning when the paperboy came to delivered the newpaper then I would start to spelled the headline and try to read it. Though, I'm sure that I wasn't understood the meaning of any news.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got addicted to read, so I asked my parents to subsribed some reading materials. Like Bobo magz and Fantasi tabloid when I was in elementary, Kawanku and Gadis magz in my Junior High. But then, this things had cost me. I have to wear glasses since 10 years old cause I couldn't managed such a bad habits when I was reading. I often laid on bed reading for hours with minimum lights or I just simply ignored meal time when I found a great one. Such attitude that made Mama's so pissed off. So, starting High School I'm not allowed to subscribe any of literatures or even bought it. But, I still got it by borrowed from some friends or library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm so craving for some good books. Yap, books -not magz or newspap. Because books (fiction or not) are the land of fantasy. The writers provide you the story but it's your privilege to decide how green the grass is, or how cold the weather is, or even how good the people appearances are. I've just realized that I missed lots of it. Here's some:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;All Paulo Coelho's books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird (Harper Lee)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Secret (Rhonda Byrne)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Confessions of an Economic Hit Man (Perkins)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And some books from Indonesian's writers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, starting from now on, I'm trying my best to read 50 pages/day of any books. Thank God I found an application in facebook (Weread) that provides some online books. Meanwhile, I'll still find a way to read those books above. I'll buy or rent or borrow it, either way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-2163948727823383293?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2163948727823383293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=2163948727823383293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/2163948727823383293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/2163948727823383293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-name-of-w-o-r-d.html' title='In the name of W-O-R-D'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-4004128184856464799</id><published>2009-10-02T20:54:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T06:01:03.515+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mars'/><title type='text'>It's not just about "boys like girls" thing</title><content type='html'>Alright here's a thing...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've heard many many times about : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good girl goes to good boy, vice versa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good boys/girls always taken&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i'll make it more specific on boy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's left??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad boys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C.O.R.R.E.C.T!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I came up with a reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Good boys always taken, but Bad boys stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they will always there to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T-E-A-S-E.... Tease us (girls)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wont say Flirt cause it's way much too far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He teased, and you pleased&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said "hi" then suddenly you get high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something like that, and i'm not being cynical because it's lot of fun there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, enjoy and have fun girls! :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-4004128184856464799?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4004128184856464799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=4004128184856464799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/4004128184856464799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/4004128184856464799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-not-just-about-boys-like-girls.html' title='It&apos;s not just about &quot;boys like girls&quot; thing'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-6345830191587258647</id><published>2009-10-02T10:25:00.016+07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T06:20:57.557+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indonesia'/><title type='text'>End of Batik War</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S3nWi7og7pI/AAAAAAAAADI/hHOtUNnK_Nc/s1600-h/batik"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S3nWi7og7pI/AAAAAAAAADI/hHOtUNnK_Nc/s320/batik" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438613920638103186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, October 2nd 2009, UNESCO has officially announced Indonesia's batik as a global list of Intangible Cultural Heritage Items. To celebrate such this "holy" moment President SBY asked Indonesian to wear batik today. So, here I am and probably most of citizens in Indonesia proudly wear a cloth with batik pattern on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Batik had been a cultural issue regarding the relationship between Indonesia and Malaysia. Malaysia admitted that batik is one of their culture original, and that made such a harsh reaction from Indonesian because we'd already produced, wear, and sold batik since.... maybe along centuries ago. In fact, time ago people had to do fasting (no food, no drink) to create a batik pattern. Yes, it was SACRED. So, should we have to claim the world to admit it???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, one said : "it's not the first who invented, but the first who registered", and apparently our Govt. took that words seriously by proposed Indonesia's batik to UNESCO. Finally, Indonesia  discouraged Malaysia's admission today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has the batik war end yet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe yes, Maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, to Malaysia. So at least we won batik back, and we can stand up proudly and faced the world when we wear batik. It is our Intangible cultural heritage items -that's what UNESCO said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not... yet to our product quality. It's still a lovely homework to all batik's producers. So this heritage wont just end up in this land and consumed by it's citizen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, one more thing, I still saw and heard some people comments that batik is so old school, like we just wear it to wedding ceremony or it's only for petugas kelurahan atau kecamatan. Yes, there are still men who thought as shallow as that. So, I think it's another homework for the designers? to create such a modern style of men's batik clothes? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever your thoughts are, for me batik is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A piece of fabric that will makes you feel glam without a cut of jewellery or certain brand on it" (for batik tulis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;mau barang murah tapi tetap terlihat wah??? batik ga pernah salah! (for batik cetak)&lt;/span&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/3648274737595515051-6345830191587258647?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6345830191587258647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=6345830191587258647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/6345830191587258647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/6345830191587258647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-batik-war.html' title='End of Batik War'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZsrmOvMAPn4/S3nWi7og7pI/AAAAAAAAADI/hHOtUNnK_Nc/s72-c/batik' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-1126232589670264765</id><published>2009-09-28T10:46:00.013+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:06:04.510+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life bubbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indonesia'/><title type='text'>stop poverty, stop korupsi (?)</title><content type='html'>Last evening, I met two of my schoolbuddies to picked a gift for our new-born-baby-mate. so after spent about 1,5 hours to consider which gifts more proper, we decided to have our early supper on Dim Sum and Ayam Betutu. While we're eating our dinner, we're chattering lots of things. Just some random conversation. Well, then suddenly the topic went to some "serious" concern. It's start from...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me (M) : eh perumpung kebakaran ya bok kemarenan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend 1 (with "law title" as background) : iya tuh, banyak juga kayaknya rumah yang kena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend 2 (let's say she had concern on children and happen to wrote a mini-thesis about anak jalanan) : perumpung sebelah mana sih?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M : itu loh pas belokan 02 dari perumpung ke kodim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F2 : oh iya pantes suara blangwirnya sampe rumah gw, asepnya juga si keliatan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F1 : ah bisa jadi sabotase si, kaya kebakaran dulu-dulu di cempaka putih. slum area gitu lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M : iya gitu?? jahat amat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F2 : ya ga tau, yang jelas rumah-rumah disitu kan supposed to be ilegal ka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F1 : ilegal sih ilegal, tapi kok ya punya RT, RW, nomor rumah segala macemnya. sapa yang bikin coba? kalo ga oknum-oknum pemerintah juga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M : hmmm iya juga sih, emang udah kaya lingkaran setan. siapa sih yang ga butuh duit dan hidup layak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F2 : gini deh gampangnya, real story nih pas gw nyari data dulu, lo sering denger kan penertiban gepeng, anak jalanan atau apalah itu. nah mereka itu kan di tampung di deps*s. terus buat bisa bebas, ada semacam "ketua genk" anak-anak jalanan itu mungkin preman-preman yang narikin duit kerja mereka kali ya, yang harus bayar sejumlah rupiah buat bebasin mereka. yaudah, ditebus, bebas, minta-minta, ngamen-ngamen lagi, tar brapa bulan lagi juga ketangkep lagi. muter-muter aja kayak gitu siklus hidup mereka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M : percuma dong ya kalo gitu... berati Perda Tibum (Ketertiban Umum) ada benernya juga ya. ya at least ga cuma bikin si miskin jadi mikir buat mandiri tapi juga ngurangin duit-duit haram di kantong "mereka-mereka" itu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F1 : setau gw sih, pemda bikinnya cuman buat "image" aja. biar Jakarta kaya kota-kota besar lain ga ruwet ada pengemis, pengamen, atau asongan di jalan-jalan raya. tapi ya kalo ada efek samping bgitunya sih bagus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M : padahal dulu gw pikir, ini ko pemerintah kejam amat ye, ude ga bisa ngasi kerjaan ke wong cilik, ngelarang pula ngasi duit ke mereka. apa ga malah tambah parah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F2 : justru kalo ga digituin mereka ga bakal sadar kali, ka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M : hmmm iya sih *manggut-manggut*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I've seen a community called "@stoppemiskinan" on Twitter recently that -maybe- support the govt's regulation. Yap, pemiskinan NOT kemiskinan. according to them, pemiskinan refers to a process that brings into poverty (kemiskinan). I'll make it simple as this; pemiskinan refers to an action, while kemiskinan refers to a condition*feel free to correct me if i'm wrong*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, based on the conversation above, I didn't mean to criticized on govt's work because it's so understandably tough. But, let's see the case on it's two sides. Yes, you may not give them -the marginals- cash, yet you will help them think other jobs to survive (a legal one, hopefully). And as a plus, let's hope it can diminish a bad habit called corruption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm... too far, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's the word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMIN :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-1126232589670264765?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1126232589670264765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=1126232589670264765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/1126232589670264765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/1126232589670264765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/stop-poverty-stop-korupsi.html' title='stop poverty, stop korupsi (?)'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-3704284123214181504</id><published>2009-09-14T12:26:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:07:28.545+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartie'/><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>you just standing there&lt;div&gt;not even stare or care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but that's not fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause I feel my heart blare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont speak cause it makes me weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont move cause I have nothing to prove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more frown, you have found your crown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though it's not me your crown destined to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but let me finish this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont you dare to hiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna smile like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be silly as always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you hear me wishes???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-3704284123214181504?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3704284123214181504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=3704284123214181504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/3704284123214181504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/3704284123214181504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-1449821670144429808</id><published>2009-09-14T08:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:30:50.861+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life bubbles'/><title type='text'>jaring-jaring jejaring sosial</title><content type='html'>5 tahun belakangan ini hidup gw tampaknya tar terlepas dari hal bernama &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;social networking site&lt;/span&gt;. sebutlah multiply, myspace, friendster, facebook, twitter, flixter bahkan yang buatan lokal macam liveconnector pun ada. dari semua bungkusan nama-nama itu, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 3 jejaring sosial itu punya account gw dan secara aktif gw pakai. awal bikin &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;account&lt;/span&gt; tentulah untuk "menemukan" kembali sahabat, teman, kenalan, saudara, keluarga yang tercecer di luar sana. sesuai nama (situs jejaring sosial) tali kasih, menjalin silaturahmi. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;common reason&lt;/span&gt;. walau ada juga &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;account&lt;/span&gt; yang dibikin sekedar ikut-ikutan biar dibilang eksis dan ga ketinggalan tren terkini. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;belakangan, efek sampingnya mulai terasa... dimana tujuan utama adalah mendekatkan yang jauh, ternyata punya efek samping juga menjauhkan yang dekat. yaps, situs jejaring sosial ini emang bikin teman dan keluarga yang berada bermil-mil jauhnya terasa dekat. tinggal &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;search&lt;/span&gt; nama, klik &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;profile&lt;/span&gt;nya, ketauan deh kabarnya; kegiatan terakhirnya, lagi deket sama siapa, foto-foto terkininya, hobi barunya, dan lain sebagainya. di sisi lain, orang-orang yang mungkin keberadaannya ga nyampe satu meter dari gw dan komputer mulai terabaikan. mulai berasa udah jarang ngobrol, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sharing&lt;/span&gt;, dan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;discuss&lt;/span&gt; sama orang rumah karena beberapa penghuninya lebih milih melakukan semua kegiatan itu sama manusia-manusia di dalam kotak ajaib ber&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kilobytes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;facebook mungkin terutama karena itu yang paling aktif gw pake. jadi gila urusan, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being a stalker&lt;/span&gt; mungkin itu efek terdahsyatnya. karena sebegitu gampangnya dapet info teman terkini jadi mulai melanggar &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;privacy&lt;/span&gt; orang. bawaannya pengen tau apa yang dikerjain, apa yang ditonton, apa yang dibaca, ikutan komenin status, foto, video, dan notes bahkan ngewall hal-hal yang harusnya lebih pantas jadi &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thread&lt;/span&gt; di &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inbox&lt;/span&gt; aja. mulai ga paham mana &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;privacy&lt;/span&gt; mana &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;public consumption&lt;/span&gt;. untuk yang ini, gw pernah kena efeknya. ribut ma temen gara-gara bablas ngelanggar batasan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;privacy&lt;/span&gt;nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jera?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kapok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wary?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tentu tidak. kalo kata temen gw yang memutuskan men-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deactivate&lt;/span&gt;-kan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;account&lt;/span&gt;nya, gw masuk ke kategori munafik cenderung musyrik dan susah mendapatkan hidayah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ngerti kalo facebook semakin ga private&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... tapi tetep sharing hal-hal pribadi di sini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tau kalo &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quality time&lt;/span&gt; sama kluarga sering dikorbanin cuma buat &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep in touch&lt;/span&gt; sama penghuni facebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... tapi tetep males-malesan nutup &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;windows&lt;/span&gt; komputer untuk nonton tv bareng keluarga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;paham kalo setiap orang punya &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;privacy&lt;/span&gt; yang musti di hargai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... tapi seneng banget nge-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;junk&lt;/span&gt; di status, foto, dan wall orang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super duper ngerti, tau, paham, dan ngalamin efek-efek negatifnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... tapi tetep ga rela nutup &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accout&lt;/span&gt;nya. oke itu terlalu ekstrem mungkin, tapi yang jelas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... tetep ga bisa sehari ga &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;log-in&lt;/span&gt; di facebook cuma buat liat &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;notification &lt;/span&gt;dan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;news-feed&lt;/span&gt; terbaru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha musyrik! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, facebook provides you with lots of pleasure you barely noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i just can't leave that shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-1449821670144429808?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1449821670144429808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=1449821670144429808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/1449821670144429808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/1449821670144429808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/jaring-jaring-jejaring-sosial.html' title='jaring-jaring jejaring sosial'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-6849437001508223468</id><published>2009-09-04T11:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T06:02:30.663+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartie'/><title type='text'>jleb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;on my friend's facebook status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when you like someone just becuz he/she makes you feel comfy.i guess that means that you're crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);  font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;crap!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;"&gt;*T.P.J = Tepat Pada Jantung&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/3648274737595515051-6849437001508223468?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6849437001508223468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3648274737595515051&amp;postID=6849437001508223468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/6849437001508223468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3648274737595515051/posts/default/6849437001508223468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/jleb.html' title='jleb!'/><author><name>riyuzee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03444659073825136648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-7695806342110359550</id><published>2009-08-30T10:47:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:29:59.894+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life bubbles'/><title type='text'>here come the strangers</title><content type='html'>beberapa hari yang lalu karena didera kebosanan yang teramat sangat gw mencoba situs baru, www.omegle.com. Ini kaya mass-chat's site gitu macam mirc cuman bedanya disini ga mesti log-in atau make nama alias atau apalah karena sesuai sama tag-linenya "chat with strangers" jadi disini ga perlu ada identitas. you are totally a stranger in this sites. jadi penyebutannya cuma "you -  untuk setiap message dari lo" dan "stranger - untuk message dari orang lain".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iseng banget ya? emang. ga ada kerjaan? abis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i mentioned before, i was bored and boredom always sucks!!! ini situs gw tau dari sepupu gw pertama kali, seorang kaskusers. pas pertama dikasi tau sih, gw juga mikir gila ngapain ga ada kerjaan chatting ga ada juntrungannya. yup, correct! ga ada kerjaan, bosan, iseng -whatever, you name it- yang membuat situs seperti omegle dikunjungi. pengunjungnya lumayan banyak juga pas gw coba, sekitar 2000-3000an strangers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;terus ngapain dong disana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya chatting lah ngapain lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seperti situs-situs chatting massal pada umumnya, sex always be the most trending topic to begin. tapi enaknya omegle, lo bisa disconnect kapan pun lo mau. dan connected lagi dengan strangers lainnya. so, you just need a single click to know others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah, gw cukup lama juga si berkutat disana sekitar 3 jam. and i found some interesting facts, such as:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. mostly westerner -american, austrian, dutchman- aren't that familiar with jakarta as part of Indonesia. some said that he/she never heard jakarta before. and bali also stated as a country, and it's not attached to indonesia as well. ini berdasar pengalaman 3 jam aja yaa, yang mana ketemunya 60% westerner dan 40% easterner. *hmmm masih PR dong nih buat depbudpar dan ambassadors Indonesia di luar sana*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. as contrary, easterner -chinese, japanese, taiwans- linked jakarta as indonesia's capital city right away. and they're put some respects on it. though jakarta's still known as polluted, shabby, and always traffic everywhere but jakarta still on their vacation's list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. black people -they called it "nigga" or "niggaz"- are still an object of mockery. waow, kirain udah ga ada tuh rasis-rasisan di luar sana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. orang asia dinilai sebagai warga kelas dua di barat sana. ini sih cuma dari satu orang yang ngasi pendapat, a european. dia menilai orang-orang asia itu mencuri pekerjaan mereka. yang buat gw terdengar aneh, masa warga kelas dua bisa mencuri pekerjaan ter-oke di negara orang lain. biarin deh, iri kali tu orang. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masih banyak sih sebenernya interesting facts lainnya, cuman next aja lah di update lagi. yang jelas bagi orang-orang yang berpikir positif, situs-situs chatting massal kaya omegle gini bisa menghasilkan banyak hal positif. gw sempet mempromosikan slogan "we are not afraid"-nya indonesiaunite ketika ada yang nanya keadaan jakarta after bombing. promosi wisata bisa banget disini, asal nemu strangers yang tepat juga. terus juga gw dapet situs buat streaming film-film terkini -district 9 aja udah ada looohh. dan tau sedikit tentang geografis atau culture negara lain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tetap saja, use it wisely and always think positive saat mencobanya. dan bener-bener makenya pas lagi suntuk, jenuh, dan udah bingung mau buka apa membuat akan lebih menyenangkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3648274737595515051-7695806342110359550?l=riyuzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://riyuzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7695806342110359550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKm07U6zex0/TrZMy_WtPrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/a97ONCbOWys/s220/for%2Bblog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3648274737595515051.post-3356359413693700631</id><published>2009-08-27T17:19:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:32:10.879+07:00</updated><title type='text'>firsties</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;kalau sekarang banyak yang pakai istilah besties untuk mengartikan "teman yang terbaik", maka gw pake firsties buat artiin "postingan yang pertama". maksa? biarin. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gw rika yuni lestari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in my words to say I will write regularly in this creature I made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doakan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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